We walked home from such a great night. Our apartment was only a couple blocks away. We were a little tipsy from the wine we were drinking except for Zayn.
"Harry. Kiss me." I said.
Harry smirked and started snogging on me. I was clearly drunk and so was he because I can spell his breathe.
I heard a huge squeak and didn't even know what happened. It was like I blacked out.
"MEL!?" I heard shouts going on.
I saw figures over the top of me.
"Styles I told you something bad would happen."
What was going on?
I woke up hours later in a hospital bed. I saw Harry waiting right next to me. His eyes where red, I'm assuming from crying.
"Harry?" I said regaining memory.
"Oh my god, Mel!" Harry said quickly facing me.
"What happened?" I asked
"Well. Jasper followed us. He hit you with his car." Harry said with tears falling down his face.
I couldn't even say a word. I was in shock. How could he possibly find us? In Ireland?
A/N
Sorry short chapter 😕
