Unexpected (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 17- Right Your Wrong

Song: Bang Bang Bang by Christina Perri

Harry's POV

I swear, seeing Jeremy fight with Charlotte like that makes me angry. If I hadn't gotten shot in the leg, I would have gotten in between them to protect her from him. My heart had a thought; go to her, she needs you. But my body was too weak to move. Even with my wounds bandaged with pieces of Char's shirt, I continued to bleed. Before long, the police and the medics arrived. The medics found me right away, while the cops closed their doors and ran towards Charlotte and Jeremy.

"CoLP! (A/N: City of London Police) Everyone freeze!" more than one cops said. I look over to them and see that Char did what she was told, but Jeremy kept moving around, trying to take the gun.

"CHARLOTTE!! GET AW-" I was cut off by the sound of the gun. Both Jeremy and Charlotte stopped moving, and they both went down. I lost it. I went off. "CHARLOTTE!! CHARLOTTE!! NOOOO!!" The medics were trying to calm me down and get me to stop moving around. I refused them. I had to get to her, some how, I had to get to Char.

"Sir, please stay still. I know your friend is out there, but you have to work with us." one medic said to me and I decided so give in. No matter how badly I wanted to be by her, to tell her everything is okay now, I couldn't. Out from the corner of my blood shot eyes (from crying) I see two more medics and three police men get to Charlotte and Jeremy. All the sounds become muffled, my sight fails me and everything goes black.

Charlotte's POV

After the last gun shot I heard, Jeremy and I both went down. Both cops and medics attend to us both. The cops keep Jeremy down, he was still fussing and cursing out a storm. They handcuff him and pick up the gun with a white cloth.

"Little bitch, you played me! SLUT! I hope your little pussy ass boyfriend DIES!" Jeremy yells at me, being carried away by two cops. Harry isn't my boyfriend, but he isn't going to die. I get up after Jeremy is handcuffed and taken away and I walk quickly towards Harry, who I see has passed out, but one of the medics is fine. She told me that wrapping his wounds with my shirt helped him more than ever. I was so relieved. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain at my side. Wincing in pain, I place both of my hands on the right side of my abdomen. I lift my hands and there it is...blood. The gun shot that when off, hit me. But I didn't feel the pain till now. One female medic comes to me and asks me whats wrong and I just show her my hands over my wound. Her face in shock, she takes me over to the ambulance where Harry is laying on the stretcher.

There are a few medics on Harry, and just as I thought, he was blacked out. I spoke his name a few times and I hold on to his bloody hand in mine, but he didn't wake. With my head in my hands, I began to cry again. The lady who was taking care of me said that Harry is just unconscious, but he will be alright. I nodded to her with a small smile on my face.

We arrived to the hospital in no time at all. I stood up to get out of the ambulance and walk with Harry, but they stopped me and put me in a wheel chair. They went along with Harry into the ER and I was way behind him. I begged to be with him, but they told me they needed to take the bullets out, stitch him up and give him a small blood transfusion due to the amount of blood he lost. All I did was simply nod and they took me into a different room and took care of me.

The main doctor laid me down on the bed and examined my bullet wound. He then decided to take the bullet out and god! it was so painful. He said it wasn't as deep to where they would have to knock me out so they just got it out. He then stitched me up and wrapped some cloth around my stomach area.

"Now don't move around too much. I'm sending a nurse in to give you medicine," he scribbled stuff on his note pad and he said before leaving, "It was smart of you to wrap Harry's wounds with your shirt. You saved his life." He smiled and left the room.