Runaway (HS )

chapter 8

"yo, get up"

i groaned back in response

"come on, we'll be late"

"i'm not going" god, my voice sounds raspy as hell

"why not?'

"i don't feel so good"

the room fell silent, for a minute there i thought that Beca left the room

"should i be worried?"

"no, it's ok i could take care of myself"

"i'm not saying that you can't take care of yourself, i'm asking you should i be worried like hospital again?"

"no!, i'm not going in there again it sucks there"

"well, you have an appointment there already, so you're going back"

"Beca just leave, i'll be fine i just need some rest" i turned my back to her

"fine, test me if you need something"

"sure will, now leave"

Beca left the room, i could tell cause of her high heels are clicking, people in china could hear her heels are clicking from here. i tucked in my headphones and set it to shuffle luckily it landed on Kanye West - Gold Digger, a couple of minutes i blacked out

.........

i woke up in some kind of a box i think, it's pitch black and cold as hell i can't see my own body, i tried to make out where i am by touching the surroundings around me unfortunately, i can't make out where i am, i can't even stretch my arm. suddenly i felt someone pulled me by my legs, a bright light shimmered out of no where, i covered my eyes by the help of my arm. i could see Harry and Zayn hovering over me and looking down at me with tears threatening their eyes, what's up with them? i took my chance to look around it seems to me like we're in a morgue, i could see sinks on my right and alot of chemicals all over the room, i looked down at my body i had a white sheet surrounded over me.

"what the hell? what's going on?" i dared to ask

but no one's answering me, i got up and shook zayn by the shoulders

"dude could you explain what's going on?" he doesn't seem to hear me, i looked down at my body i was naked and i have a number stuck on my toe. what the hell?

i looked back to look at what they're staring at. my eyes got wider at the sight of it, i can't believe my eyes, i-it's me. just lying down there unconcious and pale.

"am i dead?" tears started to take control of my eyes as i asked the question. i looked at the doctor he's talking to harry but i can't tell what the doctor is talking about, Harry's facial expression is so hurtful, it's like every word the doctor says Harry cries harder. suddenly i could hear Runaway by Ed Sheeran out of nowhere, the surroundings started to black out it's like i'm being pulled by gravity from my back.

..............

i opened my eyes, sweat all over my body, i looked around i'm still at my room my eyes lands on my clock say that it's 11:27 AM. i took my phone to check my notifications. surprisingly Harry called twice.

"what does he want? ain't it enough that i dreamt of him?"

i can't believe what i'm doing but i started dialing his number.   it kept on ringing on the third tone Harry answered

"hello?"

"hello Harry, it's Anna"

"i know" this is getting weird i wish i haven't call him now

"um you called me remember?"

"yea, about that i was wondering since we met we haven't made it right so i was thinking if we could hang out tonight?"

well, Beca is hanging out with Louis as usual and i'll be here doing nothin' so why not? i think i'll need some company.

"yea sure"

"great! i'll pick you up in 7"

"awesome, see you soon" with that the line is dead.

........

"i'll be there in 5 get ready" said harry

i took a glimpse of me, staring at the mirror. i wore a black skinny pants, black body with a black and red flannel shirt and green jacket with white scarf. i gathered my stuff and stuffed them into my black handbag and headed out. as i walked down the stairs, i wondered about Zayn it doesn't seem that he was entirely honest when we were having breakfast, about the news it seemed to me that it WAS an important news but you know Zayn is just a hell of an actor rather than a doctor. i stopped walking for a bit to admire the car that Harry has.

"holy crap, is that the CAMARO COUPE Z/28?" i said as i entered the car.

"believe it or not"

"so, aren't you going to tell me where are we going?"

"it's a surprise"

"well...is it good, will i like it?"

"you'll see, just wait" he smiled at me and we took off

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"here we are" said Harry he stuck out his hand for me to hold. i took the chance and got out of the car, he slowly closes the door and pins me against it. not this again

"you know this is getting a bit old" i said to him, he slowly snakes his hands on the small of my back

"oh yea?" he looks at me with a cheeky grin on his face. he slowly came closer, while i held my breath

"it doesn't seem to me that you're used to it" he said while he buried his face on my neck, as he does that, his long curled hair tickles me. so i moved a side. he looks at me with a sharp gaze and asks 

"what's wrong?" i gazed back at him

"Anna you there?" as he waves his hand across my face" are you ok?"

i looked around me, it seems that we're still in the car we haven't gone out yet. i stared at him as confusion surrounds me

"Anna..."

"i'm fine..i guess"

he looks at me as he doesn't buy the crap that i said

"i'm fine, trust me" i assured him

he got out of the car and came by my side as he's acting like a gentleman, he opens the door and stretches out his arm, i look at him still confused. what the hell is happening? are we back in time, are we repeating the scene. nothing makes sense, i accepted his offer by grabbing his hand, while he pulls me out of his car. the only difference is that he doesn't pin me against the car. this is too much i have to text Zayn.