Don't Ask // l.payne

The Mess He Made

RECAP:

Liam disappeared as Harry's cold knuckles connected with my temple, instantly knocking me to the floor.

My vision left, my mouth wouldn't work and my heartbeat seemed to fade.

There was yelling, sobbing, a slamming door and someone calling my name, telling me to stay awake.

Then it all stopped, and darkness was all that was left.

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THIRD PERSON

The second Harry's knuckles knocked into Jazzmyn's forehead, sober was knocked into him.

He shuffled back, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Tears streamed down his face before he ran outside, ran away from his crime.

Liam yelled his name in anger, he loved Jazzmyn and hated Harry for laying a hand on her.

"Jazzy, Jazzy, are you okay? Jazzy, you need to stay awake, don't fall asleep."

But he could tell she was gone.

He sobbed as he groped for his phone.

He dialed 999 quickly, hanging up when they told him to and talking to Jazzmyn as her lips turned dark blue.

The other boys and Cameron filed into the room from their nights out, Cameron screamed and Louis stumbled back at the sight in front of them.

Niall began yelling at Liam for whatever he did until Liam pointed out that it wasn't him, it was Harry.

The squad came and took Jazzmyn away, but didn't allow anyone with her.

Louis called her parents as the rest of them sobbed.

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JAZZMYNS P.O.V.

My eyes opened and I was almost stunned by where I was, but then it hurt to much to do anything, so I let up.

My vision was extremely blurry but that faded when I saw the boy standing against the doorway.

I had no idea why Harry was so upset, but then it came back,

Pain, Anger, Fear.

Like the picture of an old tele, the vision of Harry was quickly replaced by my father-my real father-and back to the boy like static.

I panicked and tried to back away, but the bed I was in wouldn't allow it.

He cried even more as I whimpered and tried to stay away.

My hand slid onto a bright red button and people in white coats rushed in.

Harry sobbed and ran away.

Within seconds, I was out cold.

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I found myself staring at a ceiling for what seemed like hours.

I lifted black frames from my eyes, squinting when everything went fuzzy and blobbed together.

Slipping them back on, I pondered why I was in a hospital room, breathing through an oxygen hose and connected to millions of wires.

My head dropped to the pillow, I bit my lip before I could scream.

I reached up and felt the gauze over my left temple.

What was that for?

A blob of black walked outside the window of my room, then walked in in silence.