~Liam's P.O.V~
"Should I wake her up?" Zayn whispers to me, his hand on top of Natalie's. I give him a slow nod It's already 11:30, shouldn't she be awake?
"Nat.. Nat wake up. It's 11:30, you bum." Zayn whispers, lightly shaking Natalie's hand. Natalie stirs in her sleep and opens her eyes.
"Wh... What happ-" Natalie starts, but cuts herself off when she gets a sudden pain in her head. Her hand smacks her forehead and she falls back down onto the pillow.
"Be careful, Natalie. You're going to hurt yourself." I say.
Niall and Louis are asleep on the sofa next to the window. Their legs are tangled together and their heads are on either side of it.
"Get her a Tylenol, Liam." Zayn says, motioning me to his handbag. He packed it as we left the house as soon as the ambulance came.
"I don't want it. I'm fine, really." Natalie groans. She sounds like a child.
"Natalie, take it." I say sternly, and hand her the two pills and bottle of water.
She groans but takes the pills. "Why does my head hurt so much?" She asks, keeping her eyes closed and relaxing her eyebrows.
"You probably overslept. You've been asleep for a day and a half. Maybe your eyes haven't adjusted to the light yet." Zayn says, squeezing Natalie's hand. "The doctor says you can leave in two days."
Natalie half-heartedly smiles. I can tell Louis's awake because he sees something out of the window beside the room door. He looks back at me, then at Zayn, then at me again.
"He's here." He whispers. "Harry's here."
Zayn checks his watch. "It's 11:30, shouldn't he be at school?"
"It's Saturday.." Louis says.
"Well, come on then. He may be coming to apologize." I reassure Louis. I can see his muscles tensing up beneath his tank top.
Louis takes a breath. "Okay."
Harry walks up to Louis with pleading eyes. As if he can read them, Louis nods and says, "Go in. But if you try any shit-"
"I know, i know. You'll beat my ass to the cement. Got it." He responds.
~Natalie's P.O.V~
By the time my eyes can fully open again, I can see the boys leaving the room. Why are they leaving?
But my mind goes blank as soon as I can recognize his face. I sit up in the hospital bed and wrap my arms around my knees.
Harry walks in and closes the door behind him. My muscles tense up, and I can feel my heart pounding.
He comes and sits in the seat Zayn was sitting in. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He whispers.
"What do you want?"
"I.. I need to tell you something."
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