'Taste the rainbow (Harry Styles fan-fic)'

chapter 7: i. hate. you.

Veronica's POV

I woke up with sleep still in my eyes. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, there was a continuous knocking at my door. "Wake up bitch!" I groaned, stood up, opened the door and chucked the pillow in my hands at Harry. "What the fuck!" I slammed the door and got dressed in white booty shorts, a black Ramones shirt, and black vans. I was in the middle of putting on make-up when Harry came in my room and sat on the bed. "Dude, out." He merely looked at me. "Nice room." I walked out and grabbed his shirt, throwing him out of my room when we both froze. "You're wearing my shirt!" He exclaimed. "Piss off and change it." I said looking at our matching shirts. He just huffed and went downstairs. After finishing my make-up, I went down to the boys, grabbed the pop tart that came out of the toaster, and went outside setting my skateboard down. Zayn came rushing out, "Where are you going?!" I smiled and shouted back, "The recording studio. See you losers soon!" I went as fast as I could to the place they had told me to go, and went inside. "Ron, your're here early, now where are the boys?" I smirked at Paul and said, "They'll be here soon, don't worry."

He only nodded and led me to the correct recording studio. I sat down on the chair inside by one of the mics, I pulled on the headphones and listened to the beat of the song. When the boys finally got here, they came into the studio, Harry glaring at me but stood next to me. "Starting the music, Harry, Ron will be singing your parts with you." He just growled and nodded. They started the music and when the parts for us came, we harmonized but apparently he didn't think so. "You messed it up!" He whispered into my ear. I just bumped the side of his hip with my butt. He bumped me back and we continued to do that until I hit him so hard, he fell into the other boys. They all shrieked and fell onto the ground. "CUT! I want you out of here! Don't come back until you've figured out your problems!" We all hurried out and into the parking lot. "This wouldn't have happened if you just sang right bitch!" Harry screamed at me. I turned aeound and snapped, "I HATE YOU!" I screamed out. "Good! You're a good for nothing bitch who doesn't know when to shut her fucking mouth!"

I burst out crying and started to run, the tears blocking out my vision. "VERONICA NO!" I heard some one shout. I looked up with watery eyes to see blinding lights. Then a huge pressure hitting my body. The car stopped and the man got out. My eyes wide open, I couldn't move. Some one ran to my side but my eyes stayed staring at the sky. "Ron?" He sobbed out. Only one person belonged to the head of wavy hair and curls that sat over me. Harry. Sirens wailed and police crowded the scene, but I couldn't tell. Everything was numb and I just felt lifeless. Sooner or later, everyone blacks out.

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The next time I woke up was in the hospital due to a constant beeping. I looked next to me at the calendar and noticed it had been two days since the accident. My mind reeled in the memory and everything became too much, the lights are too bright, it's harder to breathe, why is it so loud? Doctors came rushing in but I noticed a few struggling to hold back a boy. "LET ME GO! RON!" I saw Alan. It was Alan. I reached out to him, but my arm fell limp and I closed my eyes. "NO!" Was the last thing I heard before I was out again.

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"The doctors say she'll be up today."

"When?"

"Anytime."

I blinked my eyes open and saw the boys, and Alan here. "Where's Carter?" I croaked out to Alan. Everyone immediately looked up and rushed to me. "Veronica!" Harry made a move towards me but I just turned my head from him, a horrible rejection. "Carter can't be here little dolphin, he really wishes he could but he's at his tattoo place trying to keep it open still." I nodded understandingly.

I looked to the boys and cracked a grin. "How bad do I look?" They all smiled lightly and Niall said, "Pretty bad mate." I chuckled and turned back to Alan. "When are they letting me out?" He gulped a bit but replied, "Well, they'll let you out today since they were able to fix everything but....just a warning...your covered in casts and wraps." I looked down to see both oh my arms in warps, except for my left one in a black cast.

My legs were just in black braces and my stomach was wrapped. "Damn. They hit me pretty hard didn't they?"

"Ron, a huge truck hit you." Harry whispered. I looked down and nodded. "Just get me out of this place." Within 15 minutes I was up and walking with help, saying goodbye to Alan with a light hug, and back in One Direction's house. I was helped up the stairs and laid down. "No getting up, you hear me?" I smiled. "Yes Liam."

I grabbed my phone only to see it spammed by the hundreds. I opened twitter and saw many tweets of 'get better soon,' 'much love for Ron,' and 'we love you Veronica!' I smiled and noticed Harry leaning against my doorway. "What do you want almost murderer?" I chocked out. He walked over and sat at the end of my bed. He ripped the phone out of my hands, set it to the side, and grabbed my hands instead. He looked me in the eyes and whispered, "I wish I was hit instead of you." I looked at him with confused eyes but he got up an left without another sound.

1 month later

"Ron! Ron! Don't do that- RON!" I smirked and tracked the horrid mud trails from my skateboard wheels through the house. "Can't get me!" I shouted back to Harry desperately trying to reach me. "Dammit you're messing the house up!" I just laughed and finally stopped, rushing up the stairs and locking myself in his room. I don't think he's noticed yet. With my muddy body, I rolled all over his room; his bed, his floor, even the clothes in his closet. Then I opened his window and with the adrenaline still in me, jumped from his window to mine.

I laughed when I heard his roar, "VERONICA!" I cackled and fell onto my bathtub. "Bath time, bath time, how I love my bath time." I sang softly. After washing myself I noticed my phone buzzing a lot. I walked over, rubbing the water out of my black hair with blonde and brown dyed tips. I picked it up and smiled from the tweets I was getting.

'Going to kill Veronica!' Harry had said.

'Got his room covered in mud.' I tweeted back.

'Hate you.'

'No you don't.'

'Yes I do!'

'Nope...you looooove me!'

'Bleh!'

'Blahh!'

I chuckled and went downstairs for dinner. As I was making my way down the stairs, my legs started to hurt along with my hip. "Not this again..." I murmured and placed my hand on the still partially damaged hip bone. "Ron? You okay?" I looked up and noticed Harry. "Yeah, yeah. Sod off douche, when'd you start caring?" He smirked and whispered, "Always did, race you to the table!"

I smiled, "You're on!"

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I would like to thank the lovely @romcoms for helping me with this story I know you've been going trough som troubles on wattpad but I hope you get them cleared up :)

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