Sister Of Styles

Chapter 8

Alex's POV:

All I remember was the blood and the ambulance. It shocked me so much that I didn't want to look. I took a few

Glances. Andy was on the ground. Harry hovering over him.

Some time later the ambulance arrived. I remember the men carrying andy away. I didn't see Harry. Come to think of it where is Harry ?

Harry's POV;

I had to get away. If they found out what I had done my career and life would be over. What would the lads think? What would anyone think?

I sped on in my car. I wasn't heading anywhere in particular. Just away. Away from the police.

I pulled up at a gas station. Food. I need food. "Hey mate, can I help ya?" A rather fat man with a stubby beard and grey mysterious eyes looked at me.

Uh yeah. Well I'm just getting something to eat. I avoided his eyes. I quickly grabbed a roll a packet of crips, paid and left without hesitation.

I drove on. Maybe I should leave the county? Or just go to another town. Ireland! Yes. The home of the leprechauns. Perfect.

Andys POV:

I opened my eyes. I tried to move. I couldn't. My body was stiff. Everything was a blur. I felt a pain in my head. Where was I. I didn't remember anything.

"Hello. Your awake now. Everything's going to ok." A sweet voice of a young girl spoke to me. I opened my eyes. She was beautiful. I tried to speak but no words came.

She left the room. I was tired and wanted to sleep. I closed my eyes. I slowly drifted off to sleep. My body lying in the bed motionless.

Alex's POV:

Three days. He still hasn't called? Is he still in the hospital? Why didn't he tell me how he was. Maybe I should visit him. Or is it to soon. I'll wait a few more days.

Harry still hasn't come home. He's been away for ages now. He wouldn't just leave his little sister would he? Knowing him he probably would.

So far I've been living off pizzas and Chinese. I'm going to have to go shopping a some stage. I'll go now.

I grabbed my wallet and locked up. The supermarket was a 10 minute walk away. I couldn't call jess to meet me or anything. Harry took my phone.

Andys POV:

I woke up again to the voice of the young nurse. I had realised that I was in a hospital. I was starting to remember why I was here. Harry had hit me across the face with a golf club. But why?

Why was I with Harry styles? Why did he hit me. I wasn't his mate or anything. I didn't just appear in his flat for no reason. So many questions.

The nurse was so kind. She wasn't just kind, she was beautiful too. Her long black hair. Her enchanting brown eyes that sparkled when the light shine on them. She was dark and tall. My type.

I still could only ever mumble a thank you to her. I was still sore all over and still over come by the impact of the golf club. But just seeing her face made me feel better. Mentally and physically.

"Will you be ok for now? I've dressed the wound on your head and if there's any pain or headaches alert me ok?" Her sweet voice rang through my ears. I nodded to her.

I desperately wanted to know her name. I opened my mouth and tried to speak. "Wh-what's y-your n-name..? The words came out like a horrible croak. I sounded like an old man.

She giggled at my fail attempt of talking, "Kayleigh. My names Kayleigh." She smiled at me and turned and walked out the door. I would have said more but my voice need a rest after the massive speech I just gave.

I smiled to myself. I said her name over and over in my head. I liked it. I must of fallen asleep because I had dream about her. A very nice dream.

Alex's POV:

I had reached the shop. It was quite empty considering it was only 2:00 in the day. I rummaged in my pocket looking for a coin. I found a £1 in my pocket and stuck it in the trolley.

I never liked this shop. It was always dark and creepy. Teenagers hung around outside smoking and causing trouble. To be honest they scared me. But when I was with andy I felt safe.

I walked up and down the aisles, desperately looking for something to have for dinner. I grabbed some pot noodles. A ready made lasagne. Some bread, ham, cheese and butter.

Harry literally had no food in his flat. God knows what he eats. Probably take aways. I spotted a large hamper of food. Nice food. £25. Not too bad considering it had enough stuff to keep me going for a week.

I paid for it with the rest of my items. I had a few bags and I had no idea how I was going to carry them home but I had no choice.

I dumped the trolly, retrieving my £1 coin. I shoved it into my pocket along with the crumpled receipt and change. I could feel the gaze of the men behind me. I didn't want to make eye contact. Bad idea.

"Heeyy.. Prettyyy ladyy. Come to daddy little girl. " I quickened my pace. It didn't help as the bags were slowing me down big time.

"Come back pretty lady. Don't run away." I was tempted to drop the bags and run to some stranger. I couldn't.

I walked briskly out of the car park. The men's shouts got quieter. But next thing they're running. Running after me.

A big one grabbed my arm roughly. The stench of beer and cigarettes filled my nostrils with a stomach churning smell. They pushed me into a van of some description.

All I remember was the pain in my arm... A syringe......

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Hey guys sorry I haven't updated this in a while. I've been busy. I'll try to update it more now that I'm on my hol's! Loads more action and drama to come! Thanks for all the reads! Love yous:) please vote !

-Kate:) x