Temptation (Harry Styles)

Rescuers R us

Kay's POV

Oh. My. God.

What did I do?

One date! One frickin' date and I'm already staying over at his house like we've been together ages! We're not even together...

I wish we were..

It's been two days and that date with Harry is all I can think about. How he was angry and then so kind, then fun and oh so romantic. I just can't get it out my head!

I'm heading to work, walking along the nearly empty street, not many people are about at 9 am Sunday morning. I'm listening to music full blast as I skip around to my favourite song. I didn't realise I was in the road till the blare of a car horn drowns out my music. I freeze, the car metres from me and coming too fast to stop. Ohmygod I'm going to die! I don't want to die! I'm too young, my life's just begun!

I'm bracing myself for impact as a strong arm circles my waist and pulls me backwards. We collide and topple over onto the pavement. My head making contact with the concrete at a ridiculous speed. I groan, rolling over and clutching my head. I take my hand away to reveal blood dripping down my arm. Shit shit shit! Shit shit shit shit shit! I try to sit up but the pounding in my head knocks me back to the ground, my eyes start to droop and I'm about to give in to the darkness when a voice pulls me back.

"Wake up! C'mon please wake up! Please! Stay awake!" The voice screeches, I strain my eyes open to see a tall figure standing over me. Who's this guy? Do I know him? Why did he risk his life for me? My body lies limp as the figure stoops down and lifts me up bridal style, being careful to not hurt my head. He groans, I can make out his arms and chest which is covered by a tight white t shirt. At least it was white, now it had red stains on it and quite a few rips. I'm not sure who's blood it is but he must be hurt too because there are scratches up his arms and shoulders. Why is he causing himself pain to help me? By now people must have gathered because I could hear a dull roaring which I assumed was their voices. To be honest I couldn't care about the surrounding scene, I was focusing on keeping my eyes from shutting for good. Trying to listen to the boys voice.

"That's it, just stay awake everything's going to be fine!" He soothed. He placed me into what I think is an ambulance and then bodies crowded my foggy vision as they tried to help me. Thats funny, I hadn't heard sirens.. All too soon the jolt of the engine began and I blacked out. My last sight was my saviour sat next to me, his face a blurry mess. Holding onto my hand like his life depended on it.

Paramedic's POV

"Will she be okay! Someone answer me! God dammit answer me! I need to know!" The guy cried, holding onto her hand like his life depended on it.

"Sir please calm down, we're doing our best to keep her stable until we get to the hospital and retrieve the necessary equipment." I stated calmly, I've done this before so I know how to handle the panicked people.

"Well.. If you're sure.. Okay. But please hurry!" He gabbled.

"I assure you we are going as fast as we can, I'm afraid we can't go any faster or else we could risk harming her further. Now please stay put, we'll be there soon." I stated, he still looked anxious but he stayed seated and we soon arrived at the hospital.

We got her into a bed and seen by a doctor in no time, he never let go of her hand through the whole thing. Must be her boyfriend or something, he looked like he cared for her a lot.

Doctor's POV

"Excuse me sir but you can't come any further" I told the guy "You can't come into the operating theatre, go back to your bed and let the nurse check you over for any injuries." I urged him back towards the ward. I'm sure he wanted to help and meant well but him caring so much is costing me time. Her time. I rushed her into the theatre and prepared her for the uncertain journey ahead..

Nurse's POV

He would not sit still, always trying to get up and forever asking questions.

"I'm sorry sir but I don't know anything about the person you arrived with. Now will you please sit down and co-operate, it would make this a lot quicker." I sighed, he nodded apologetically and I carried out the basic check, just a few cuts and bruises so far.

"You seem fine this side, I'll just check your right arm." I said, he had calmed down a bit. More relaxed to let me do my job.

"Oh my, well sir you seem to have sprained your wrist but that's all. It took my surprise because it said you carried her into the ambulance rather than letting the paramedics do it. I assumed you were fine but now I think that carrying her made your sprain worse and you need to wear a sling for some time. It is probably the worst sprain I've seen. Sorry for the bad news." I smiled warmly at him. He seemed fine with the news, no initial shock. I can only hope realisation hits him lightly.

"It's okay, i'm fine. Thank you." He stuttered, I smiled once more before leaving him to his own devices.

Kay's POV

I woke to bright lights in a white room. Empty bar one person. That guy. His head in his hands, hiding his face.

"W-where am I-I?" I stuttered completely un controlling of my mouth. His head shot up and it was the first time I'd seen his face since he saved me. Dark hair, nice eyes, soft pink lips. He looked familiar but a stranger at the same time.

"Oh my! I'm so glad your okay." He gushed. I stared at him for a minute then cleared my throat.

"I hit my head." Jeez.. No shit Sherlock! Gosh I'm an idiot. I looked up at him dazed, he let out a chuckle.

"Errm, yeah I know. You're in the hospital, we've been here a while."

"How long exactly?" I asked, biting my lip in anticipation.

" Around 27 hours.. It's Monday noon now and we got here-"

"-sunday morning, I remember. You pulled me out the road and I hit my head.." I say, as it all slowly comes back to me I remember his t shirt.

"Oh my gosh! Your t shirt, there was blood, are you okay!?" I frantically questioned. He chuckled again leaning back in his chair.

"Calm down missy, I'm fine. Just a few cuts and bruises and a sprained wrist. Nothing serious. Besides most of that blood was yours." He states, his face falling at the last part.

"Well I feel fine so no need to look so sad. C'mon lighten up!" I say lightly, trying to lift the mood. Luckily he tags along and his face brightens once more.

"Well that's good! They say we can go home soon, they just need your details. They said when you can give them it means your functioning well enough to go home." He smiled, I couldn't help but smile back, he was so warming. But I still can't place a name to his familiar face.

"I just want to say thanks for saving me. I mean I would probably be dead right now if you hadn't of pulled me back. I really owe you one, I can't imagine how to make it up to you." I'm babbling by now.. But I do owe him my life so it only seems fair to babble about it.

"Stop!" He harshly demands "You don't need to go straining yourself." He chuckled once more " I was simply acting out of panic, I didn't want you to get hurt." He smiled. Well this is as good a time as any, got to match his face to a name some time soon.

"I'm sorry but what's your name?" I asked, almost afraid of the answer. He seemed so familiar and comfortable that I'm scared we know each other and I've just forgotten him because of the injury to my head. His smile flickered and I feared it was true, oh no! Was he a good friend or more? Why can't I remember him! A tear escaped down my face and he gently rubbed it off. His smile returned more saddened.

"Its not what your thinking..

I'm Louis, Louis Tomlinson."