It was when I saw the ambulance doors closing that I completely lost it.
"You did this! You killed my Mum! This Is all your fault! I hate you Harry Styles!" I screamed at him.
My comment must've hurt him as he collapsed to the ground, holding me still in his arms.
We were both sobbing heavily, distraught at what had just happened.
The siren of the ambulance was growing quieter as they were leaving me.
This had all happened in such a short amount of time. Now I was left with no one, no one at all, and it was all because of Harry Styles.
Harry Styles had killed my mother.
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I could feel myself drifting in and out of consciousness, Harry's head hovering above my own.
I could see his eyes were bloodshot and he was crying.
"Don't leave me Jamie! You can't die on me, please don't die!" He shook me vigorously.
I tried to tell him that I was fine, but I couldn't, my body wouldn't respond to what my mind was telling me to do.
That's when I heard the doctor's.
"She's going into Cardiac Arrest, get the trolley!"
A bunch of nurses and doctor's swarmed around my body, pushing Harry to the back of the room. I could see the lifeless expression on his face and that's when it hit me, I was no longer in my own body, I was dead.
I heard Harry shrieking at me. "No, please no! She can't die!"
"Clear." I heard the doctor say.
I could feel the paddles touching my body, for a moment my body lifted but then went back to it's original position.
The monitor beside me was showing a flat line.
Harry was down on his knees watching everything that was happening before him.
"Jamie, wake up!" He screamed.
The doctor grabbed the paddles again. "Turn it up to 300 Volts!"
"Clear!" He shouted once more before placing them on my chest, again my body rose momentarily, but just like the time before, I went back to lying flat.
"400 Volts!" The doctor yelled.
"Clear!"
The same thing happened again, I wanted to be able to go back into my own body and wake up from all of this, I wanted to live.
"Try harder! She needs to live!" Harry screamed at the doctor!
"Put the paddles on the highest setting! 500 Volts!" The doctor shouted once more.
"Clear!"
I closed my eyes and tried my hardest to ignore the flat line on the heart monitor, the screaming and crying from Harry in the corner of the room. I wanted something to happen, but it didn't.
The line on the heart monitor remained flat. Harry collapsed on the floor and sobbed.
"Time of death, 5.23pm" The doctor stated.
The nurses all gave Harry a sympathetic look as they tried to comfort him.
I could feel myself getting heavier before I was pulled into the blackness below me.
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Manslaughter (Harry Styles Fan fiction)
FanfictionWhat would you do if one of your idols happened to kill your mother? Do you think that you could forgive them? Talk to them? Even be able to look at their face in the same way? I'm Jamie, and I used to be a big One Direction fan, but that was...
