18 & Married (Harry Styles) By Trishawrites

Chapter 13-Missing

Louis' POV.

I kicked the door open, I didn't want too but I had a feeling something was wrong. Lucy was really sweet when she told me to just get Taylor and check on her.

My jaw dropped and my heart stopped when I saw Taylor's thighs and wrists covered in blood, lying on the floor.

"TAYLOR!" I cried, I immediately pulled my phone out to call the boys for help. They went here with me but stayed inside the van. I cradled Taylor in my arms for a moment and carried her bridal style.

She was breathing.. thank god. I carefully made our way downstairs and the boys saw us so they helped. Tears were streaming down my face .. this can't happen to her.

The boys got in the van supporting Taylor's body and I hopped in, and drove away. I need to get to the hospital, real fast.

The boys began to panic and blab about things that I couldn't understand so I told them to calm down. They didn't.

Taylor's POV.

My head was spinning .. I heard voices. From 4 different people. I tried my best to open my eyes but I couldn't So, I stayed silent for a moment.

"Step on it, Louis! HURRY!" A voice panicked, Probably Liam if I'm not mistaken. What the hell is happening?

"Hurry, man!" Niall half-yelled, so did Zayn, "Man! She's bleeding so bad!" That's when it hit me, they're bringing me to the hospital. This can't happen. I tried my best to open my eyes and move my hand to touch the nearest guy, "Stop the car." I said weakly. "She's awake! Hurry, Louis!" Niall gasp, They probably didn't understand me

"Stay with us, Taylor. We'll be there soon." Zayn cooed, I glanced at Liam who was texting somebody. "STOP THE DAMN CAR." I used all my energy for them to understand me.

"What? NO." Louis finally spoke, his voice was shaking. "Stop the damn car or I'll jump." I threatened and that's when he pulled up.

"Taylor, You're bleeding! We can't just stop here!" Liam protested, Zayn and Niall has a wtf look on their faces.

"Take me home." I said, calmly.

"No, We're going to the hospital." Louis said, sounding stern and serious. He began to drive. I, once again tried my best to compose myself and sat up from Zayn's lap and Niall's. I reached out to open the door and the boys went shit so Louis had to stop in the middle of the road, again.

"Are you crazy?!" He growled. I ignored him and simply said, "Take me home."

This happened to me so many times, I know what to do. I don't need the world to know about Richard Somers' only daughter, cuts herself when shit gets to her.

Dead silence filled the whole car. I was calm, putting pressure on my cuts with someone's hoodie. Nobody dared to speak.. not even Louis. He was too focused on the road, while the others were still worried as fuck.

It took us only 5 minutes to get back to my house. My eyes roamed around the whole place before I got off, followed by Louis. I told the boys to just stay and don't tell anybody about it. Louis insisted to go inside with me and I was to weak to bitch so I let him.

I made sure nobody's in the sitting area so Louis and I could go to my room without Lucy, noticing my bleeding wrists and thighs.

We made our way upstairs and he still hasn't spoken. I opened the door to my room and walked inside to search my drawers for my first aid kit. Louis shut the door gently behind him. I knew he was mad at me for forcing them to go back.

"Don't stress.. I'm okay." I stated as I clean my cuts. He didn't say anything, I did not even look at him. I can't ..

He sighed, "Here.." He sat down next to me, "Let me do that for you." He began cleaning my cuts with cotton and alcohol. I flinched when the alcohol touched my cuts. "Sorry.." He cooed, covering my cuts with band-aids.