Saved by Harry Styles (One Direction fanfic)

I sit in the hospital waiting room chair, tears pouring from my blue eyes. All I can think about is the sound of a truck slamming into my mother, her thin body falling to the ground. My heart is hammering. What if she's... dead???

"Sharon Peters?" A nurse is walking towards me.

"Y-yes?" I say. 

"We're just taking your mother through to surgery now. I'm afraid it's not looking good."

A fresh batch of tears comes rolling down my cheeks and into my long blonde hair. The nurse walks out of the room and I'm free to sob as loud as I want to.

"Are you okay?" says a voice and I jump. I thought I was alone! I look up, my heart beating hard. There is a guy sitting next to me. He has curly brown hair and shining blue eyes. My heart slows down as I look into his strangely familiar eyes, but I can't see clearly through my tears. 

"I'm fine!" I stammer. "Just leave me alone, okay?" I bury my head in my hands and let the tears flow.

"Are you sure? You don't look okay," he says, and I feel a hand on my shoulder. I'm getting pissed off now, so I look up and flinch away. I blink the tears from my eyes when-

OH. MY. GOD

I knew this boy looked familiar! But it can't be...

"Has anyone ever told you that you look like Harry Styles?" I manage to stammer. Surely it's just a lookalike...

The boy laughs nervously.

"Well..." he says, and he starts to smile. "I actually get that a lot."

"Yeah, you look exactly like him!" I exclaim, studying his hot black t-shirt. 

"Ah..." he begins. "That would be because... I am him."

WHAT. I am stupified. The tears freeze in my eyes.

"Are  you actually? You're not joking?" I try to play it cool I don't want to come off as a crazy fangirl.

"Yeah, I'm just here for a check-up," he says sheepishly. "I was just on my way out, the boys are waiting in the tour van outside."

"Oh, right," I say, speechless. I can't believe I'm talking to Harry Styles! I mean, I have posters of him all over my bedroom walls and here he is right now, sitting next to me in the hospital waiting room. 

"So are you going to tell me what's wrong? I can't just leave you here all upset like this," says Harry. His voice is so smooth and warm. I can't believe how kind he's being!

"Oh, uh... I guess, i-if you want me to," I stutter. He waits patiently.

"Well I was walking home with my mum when she walked into the road and got hit by a truck," I say, feeling the tears well up in my throat.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry!" says Harry. "That's awful! Is she going to have to stay the night?"

"Yeah, I think so,” I begin. “That is, if she even makes it that far.”

I start to think about what’s going to happen to me. My dad died two years ago, so there’s no one waiting for me at home. I’m… all alone in this world.

“I guess I’m just going to  have to go home on my own, and start life as an orphan.”

A single tear drops from Harry’s eye.

“I can’t let you do that,” he says, reaching for my hand. He squeezes it, and my heart leaps. HARRY STYLES IS HOLDING MY HAND. O.M.G.

He stands up.

“Come on, uh… what’s your name?” he asks.

“Oh, it’s Sharon.”

“Sharon!” he exclaims. “That’s such a beautiful name!”

I look up at him in wonder. He tugs at my hand and I stand up.

“Come with me, Sharon. We’ll go back to my tourvan, the boys’ll be happy to help you out.”

I’m not sure what to do. My mum’s being operated on right this second. It’s a life or death situation, I might never see her again. But then again, when will I ever get another opportunity like this one?

“Okay,” I say, and I start to follow Harry down the hall. “Thanks for this, Harry.”

He turns around, his hand still in mine. He grins, his shiny curls flopping into his eyes.

“It’s not a problem, Sharon.”

When we get outside, I spot the tourvan right away. It’s long and black and shiny. I can’t believe this is happening to me.

Harry pulls the door open and sitting inside is… LOUIS, LIAM, NIALL AND ZAYN! They look incredible, but when they see me their jaws drop.

“Harry, who’s this?” says Louis, his brown eyes slitted. Is he…jealous?

“Oh, hey buddy boys,” says Harry cheerily. “This is Sharon, I met her in the hospital. She’s an orphan now, so I said we’d help her out. Whaddaya say boys?”

 There is a moment of silence. Oh god, what if they reject me???

“Welcome to the gang, Sharon!” exclaims Niall irishly, with a cheeky grin on his face.

“Yeah, nice to meet you Shaz,” says Liam, smiling happily.

Zayn gives me a wink, but Louis just stares at Harry.

What is up with that?

But who cares, I mean here I am, standing in One Direction’s tourvan. Oh. My. GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!