What If [ Harry Styles ]

Trouble part 2

Harry's Pov:

"Her parents what?" I ask, trying to keep myself together. If Simon found out that Ive been keeping his daughter, the things that we've done... He would kill me on the spot.

"Yeah... Is there a problem?" Some says. Not able to focus on anything, photos rummaging through my mind of that night. Abigail getting tortured, and forced to do things... She can't go back, I wont let her.

"Well, yes there is." I say, trying to make up something quickly.

"What's the problem?"

"She.. Her.. This patients parents are dead." I say, trying to convince them and myself.

"I beg your pardon?" The doctor asks.

"How did such thing take place?" The blonde asks.

"They both..." I quickly try to think of an accident that the policy had to investigate.

"Drove off the bridge and died in the car, lack of air, couldn't get out fast enough... Car sank to the bottom of the ocean.." I say quietly, hoping if there's a God he's here for her. Silence fills the room.

"Yeah, I remember that case." The dark head whispers to the blonde, the blonde nods his head.

"I'm sorry... We will just be on our way now." They both scurry out of the room, leaving the doctor Abby and I.

"Well?" I say looking up to the doctor, who now has tears streaming down her face. She quickly wipes her face, I give her a confused look.

"I'm sorry to hear that... I can relate, my parents died the same way." She says, my mouth drops open. I quickly regain my posture, closing my mouth.

"I'm sorry, we need more protection on that damned bridge." I say, trying to lighten the mood. She nods walking over to Abby.

"Seems to be a lucky las you've got here. She only has second degree burn, with fire on her the way it was, she should've been burned to the marrow." I nod, slowly making my way back to the chair.

"She is going to have to stay over night, we need to get some medication on her skin."

"Do you know when she will wake up?" I ask.

"Soon, that's why we need to get medication on her skin. To stop the itching and such."
I nod my head, she smiles at me making her way out of the room. I sit here staring at this girl laying in this hospital bed, stupid girl... I smile remembering our conversation in the ambulance. A large group of nurses male and female. They huddle around the bed, putting things on her skin. I sit here waiting, I pull out my phone going on twitter.

' Today.. To much..'  I post on twitter... Minutes later my phone goes insane, I look through some of the responses some are very dirty, and some are about Louis and I. I laugh seeing all the comments however my eyes land upon on particular comment.

'Harry... Funny boy.'  I click onto the comment, seeing who's account it comes from hoping and praying its a parody account... Of course to my luck, its not...

"Harry my boy..." A voice echos through the room. I look up seeing the one person I hoped and prayed I didn't have to run into, I stand up standing in front of Abby's bed trying to protect her.

"If you want her you go through me." I say sternly, only for dry laughter to fill the room.

"shes my daughter Harry... I have every right to take her."

"Why? Just so you can put her through hell? She's your daughter! How could you put her through all of that? Your her dad you should want the best for her." I say lowly, I watch as Simon shrugs his shoulders.

"She's my daughter Harry, I can do what I please with her." He says nonchalantly.

"You didn't think I knew what you were doing with her? Had your little band mates who are smarter than you, lie for you..." He pauses looking around. I watch him carefully.

"In fact... I don't see them as of right now." He says, he walks closer towards me. I clench my fist ready to defend myself.

"You see Harry, only I know things. You really think you can hide things from me? I am everywhere. Unfortunately, you couldn't be like the others and mind your own business." He chuckles. Pointing his finger at me, slowly walking around me towards Abigail.

"Don't. Touch. Her." I say anger rushing through my veins, with a little acceleration.

"Harry, you actually think she likes you?" He asks, confusion flooding through my mind.

"You actually think, running into her through the alley was an accident?" He questions me.

"How do you know?" I ask, confused more than ever. Only for a laugh to escape his dry old lips.

"She never told you? Well of course not... You wouldn't be defending her if she did." He says looking at me.

"What are you talking about?" I question.

"Why don't you ask her yourself, seems she's waking up." I look down at Abigail seeing she was waking up.

Hello, so I will be updating more today and tonight.. Sorry I haven't been able to update more as I wanted too, just been super busy. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Since I am updating more then once today each chapter will be shorter than the normal chapters. Please vote and comment :)