Desolation // h.s (Book 2 of The Redemption Series)

Chapter Thirty Six

Songs Of The Chapter:

. I wont mind - Zayn Malik

. Twisted - Eminem Ft. Skylar Gray and Yelawolf

. Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance

. Wake Up - Arcade Fire

. 21 Guns - Green Day

Jade's POV

For once in my life, there was no drama. I barely thought of Harry. Damian was fully healed and Emily was about to finish her classes for the semester. Dylan and I had became close and with the new title of girlfriend, I was content with him.

I had not heard from Harry, all though I had heard that he was in town by a few friends, well let me say by one friend, Tyler. I had no idea of how Tyler even knew that Harry was in town but I didn't pay much attention to it.

There wasn't a lot to say of what was going on. Just peace, finally peace ruled over my life instead of the war that occurred around me since my parents had died. Liam met a girl, and he was quickly forgetting about Jamie and her lies.

"One!" Damian sung.

"Two, three!" Emily laughed from her seat on the couch.

"No, no." Damian laughed. "One, twenty one guns!"

"Oh! I know this song." Dylan said from his head beside mine on the floor. " Lay down your arms." He sung.

"Give up the fight. One, twenty one guns." Damian replied, singing.

Dylan turned to me and sung, "Throw up your arms into the sky,

You and I." before smiling.

I reached over and pressed my lips against his. "You're too sweet sometimes."

"You can never be too sweet. And! And you can never have enough sweetness...wait, I mean unless your diabetic, then you can have enough sweetness." Dylan said.

"What does diabetes have to do with this?" Emily asked in a laugh.

"I don't know, it's just my mindless rambling, I suppose." Dylan told her.

That was how we spent our days, just sitting together and singing, laughing, drinking. I had been purge free and binge free for almost a month at that point and in my opinion my recovery was going along well. Liam no longer complained about my eating habits, I threw away my laxatives and I was finally on a balanced meal plan.

On another happy note, no more cutting. No new cuts pattered my skin, no blood stained razors, no bandaids. I was finally happy with the way my life was going.

That was all until I received a call from the hospital on an early October morning. Dylan and I were laying upon my bed. I had my head on his chest and loud snores were coming out from his mouth. I had been up for almost an half hour at that point when I was interrupted in my happiness by the sound of my phone ringing.

I moved off of Dylan and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. I looked down at the number and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. It was a number that I had never seen before.

"Em!" I screamed and moments later Emily was at my bedroom door.

"Yeah?"

"There's a number calling that I do not recognize, do you know who it is?"

Emily ran across my bedroom and grabbed the phone from my hand, "It's the hospital, want me to answer it?"

"Yeah."

I watched as Emily, hesitantly, pressed the accept icon on my phones screen and drug it across before putting the call on speaker. "Hello?" She asked.

"Jade Payne?" A man asked.

"Yes?"

"I'm calling from Indianapolis hospital, could you come here as soon as you can?"

"What is this about?"

"We have a patient here by the name of Harold Styles, that has you listed as his emergency contact."

"What?" I asked.

"Harold Styles has you listed as his first emergency contact, would you like us to call his second contact?"

"Who is it?"

"Ma'am, I am afraid that I cannot tell you."

"Is it Louis Tomlinson?"

"Are you a relation of him?"

"Erm, yes, I'm his cousin." She lied.

"Yes, Louis Tomlinson is listed as the second contact, would you like us to call him instead and tell Mr.. Styles that you cannot come?"

"No, I'll be there. But may I ask what happened?"

"Two police officers found Mr.. Styles in an apartment on 5th Eve. He was extremely intoxicated and had hit his head and caused an injury."

"I'll be there, goodbye." Emily said before hanging up and handing my phone back to me.

"What the fu-ck?" I asked. "How does he have my phone number, I changed it."

"Maybe a friend gave it to him, do you want to go or do you want me to?"

"They're expecting me to go and they'll probably need some ID so I have to go, but I'm not going alone."

"Do you want me to go?"

"Yeah, you and Dylan." I replied.

Forty five minutes later, we all arrived at the Indianapolis hospital. I had told Dylan about being listed as Hardy's emergency contact and he did not like it, nor did he like the idea of just Emily and I going so he had said he was coming with as soon as I told him about the call. Emily had told Damian that she was going to the store so that he wouldn't find out that we were going to see Harry.

As we all walked into the waiting room, I noticed Ed sitting on one of the chairs in the room. I glared at him, I knew that he must have been the one that gave Harry the number. "Hi, my name is Jade Payne. I was called earlier about a patient."

"What's his name?" The receptionist asked.

"Harold E.Styles."

"You'll need to take the elevator up to the third floor, then take a right and continue down the hallway until you reach room 359."

"Did you get any of that?" Dylan whispered to Emily.

"Yeah, I did." She replied.

"Thank you." I told the receptionist before turning and walking towards Ed.

"Oh, shit." Emily muttered.

"Ed." I said as nicely as I could. "Did you give Harry my new phone number?"

"Yeah, he told me that you two were still together and that he had lost it while he was in the UK." He replied.

"That's a lie, we haven't been together in months."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Ed frowned. "Do you want me to come with you to his room?"

"Yeah, sure. But why are you even here?"

"Because I was the one that came with him from the party. I'm the one that called the ambulance."He said before getting up from his seat.

Dylan, Emily, Ed and I followed the receptionist's orders and took the elevator to the third floor before walking down the hall and to Hardy's room. "Do you want me to go in first?" Ed asked.

"Let's all go." I replied. "Here goes nothing."

A/N: A twist, I think yes! There's bad news coming!

So my question of the chapter is the same as the last, who do you think the person is that gave Harry the money?

I hope to see some responses this time!

I love you all! <3