Imagine {On Hold}

«Chapter 13 - Hurt»

«Harry's POV»

I looked out the window and saw a semi truck speeding straight towards us. No, no, no. This wasn't the plan! I pulled away from Mary, she looked extremely upset, like she was going to cry. I quickly shoved Mary into the floor. She will be very upset at me later, but I don't care. I need to protect her. I hopped onto the floor and shielded her body with mine.

When someone dies, everyone believes their lives flash before their eyes. All of your mistakes and all of your correct choices in life. That's what happened to me:

I saw Gemma, my older sister, crying. I saw myself trying to comfort her, but she was too upset. She slammed the door in my face and I ran to mum.

I saw mum and dad, when they got divorced. I was trying to be strong, but crying on the insides. I was sitting in mum's lap, making her laugh.

I saw the lads and I in our first band at one of our concerts at school. Everyone was cheering for us.

Then I saw the lads of our band now. Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall were whispering something in the middle of my solo. After I finished and they joined, they messed up the lyrics on purpose and we all laughed.

Their laughing faces, now turned into disappointed ones. They were all trying to coax Mary out of the bathroom. She was crying and looked sick. Why?

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I groaned and wrapped my arms around my waist, making a big mistake. I moaned because my arms felt like there were millions of needles stuck in each arm and they were on fire. I heard my name being called, by many voices. The one voice I didn't hear, though, was her's. Mary's. Make that two voices; I didn't hear Louis either.

"Shh, he's waking up, mates. Leave him be." I recognize that Irish voice. Niall?

I slurred, "Niall?" my eyes still not opening to confirm.

After feeling an arm on my shoulder I finally had the strength to open my eyes. Liam and Zayn were standing over me. Where am I? Liam said, "He's gone to check on the others." He smiled, along with Zayn. "We're all proud of you, Haz."

"Proud?" I barely managed a whisper. I glanced around the room. There were boxes lined up against a wall between a dresser and the bed I was in. I shivered, getting a quick cold chill.

Zayn nodded and said, "You saved her. Louis is extremely happy, but..." he trailed off.

"But what?" I tried to sit up, but stopped. The pain in my body was too unbearable.

"HE'S AWAKE?!" I heard a high-pitched man's voice scream. That had to be Louis.

Liam and Zayn took one look at eachother then ran to the door. They both leaned against it, keeping the screaming boy from entering. Liam said, "Louis, go away! He's fine!"

Poor Louis sounded like he was crying. I hate to see him cry. Finally, I beared with the pain and sat up. I said, "Let him in."

As soon as I said it Louis ran through the door. He stopped and I could tell he wanted to give me a hug. I glanced at my arms, finally. They were wrapped in gauze, but my fingers were free. They looked charred, like, like I had been burned. What happened?

I gazed into Louis' blue and puffy eyes. He said, "Harry..." I held my arms out and he gave me a hug. It wasn't one of his normal I'm-going-to-hug-you-until-you-scream hugs. It was a gentle hug filled with love. After he let go each of them told me what happened.

Liam spoke first, like always, being the daddy of all of us. "Mary told us you went out to watch a movie."

"Then," Niall said, "You called for a limo after a few fans found you."