Rock me

Part 17

Zayn opens the door for me and I slowly get us both inside. I see Louis walk up to the driver and tell him we need to go to the hospital. 

The rest of the boys pile inside the car. 

"What happened?" Liam asked concerned.

Niall gives them the run down. I struggle to pay attention because I'm staring at her, waiting for movement. 

Why would she take the bandages off without me? Not that she's needs me, but we've gotten accustomed to me changing them. 

"Harry!" I hear Niall say, breaking me from thought. 

"What?" 

"I've said your name like fives times."

"Oh sorry, whats up?" I ask.

"What happened before I go there?" Niall asks, trying to put the pieces together.

"We got in the room and she told me she was going to shower before bed. Then I went out to get ice, it was on the floor below. And yeah then I heard you say my name."

"So she wasn't acting weird before she went in the shower?" Niall asks.

"Not that I could tell."

We rode in silence for the rest of the way. The driver pulls the car into the ER and we hurry out. I carry Dylan inside and of course it's packed. 

I walk up to the guy at a desk and he starts asking me what I need.

"She fell in the shower and has been unconscious, it's maybe been 15 minutes?" I say quickly, hoping they take her back as soon as possible. 

They tell us to go take our seat and they'd call us soon. Five minutes felt like 5 hours. We all sat in silence waiting until a nurse came out and called for Dylan. I picked her up and carried her back to a small room with a bed. 

"So we're going to run a couple test and then we'll get back to you." The nurse says looking over some papers. 

I give her a smile and she walks out of the room. The boys stayed back, so there weren't too many people. I look over at her watching her chest rise and fall. Her hand suddenly starts to move a bit, freaking me out.

"Dylan?" I ask frantically.

Her eyes flutter open and she looks over at me confused. I watch her look around the room and her eyes get big. 

"We're in the ER, you fell in the shower and passed out." I say, trying to help her confusion. 

"I cant be here." She says meeting my eyes again.

"What? Why not? Did you hear me, you hit your head." I say making sure she hasn't lost it.

"I know, I understand, I don't want my dad finding out i'm here or for them to see my scars."

"You're over 18 aren't you? They won't contact them that you're here and I doubt they'd look at your back."

"They'll bill our insurance though and he'll see it that way. We've got to get out. Have they done any test on me?" She asks worried.

"No, the nurse said they were going to run some test, but haven't come back yet." I explain.

I understood what she was saying, it just made me worried to take her home if she wasn't actually okay.

"Harry I need you to get me out of here." She says more serious this time.

"Okay, okay." I say standing up and walking to the bed. I lean down and pick her up, bridal style once again.