Our Winter Love (Harry AU)

Chapter 36: Our Night of Trauma

"I can't feel my face when I'm with you! But I love it!" Harry sings loudly as I laugh at him.

The windows of the car are all rolled down as we cruise down the main road, enjoying our slow drive home.

"And I know she'll be the death of me, at least we'll both be numb..." I sing loudly.

"Wow you're actually a really good singer." Harry comments as he turns down the music from the radio and places his one hand back on my thigh

"I could say the same about you." I smile at him as he strokes my thigh with his thumb.

"I love you." He randomly spits out as he takes his eyes off the road and fixes them on me.

I can't help but smile and place my hand on top of his, "I love you too."

This night, although interrupted by us leaving the club party, has turned out to be one I'll definitely remember. Harry has been in such a good mood since we left and is definitely making the most of our last few days together.

We are still cruising along when a pair of lights of another car appears behind us on the road.

Harry watches the car in the rear view mirror as it approaches us. The car is driving really fast and as it nears it doesn't slow down.

Harry removes his hand from my thigh and places both hands on the steering wheel. He moves to the side of the road as the car flashes it's lights, hoots and speeds closely passed us.

We both look at the car. It's a truck. I've seen it before, it looks familiar.

Harry sighs, "That idiot." He comments before turning back into the lane and speeding up.

"Was that Zayn?" I ask, unsure wether I'm right.

Harry nods and speeds up even more, trying to catch up to Zayn's car.

I clutch the sides of the seat as Harry leans forward and focuses on the road. I can see he is angry as his jaw clenches.

Harry catches up to Zayn and drives extremely close up to the back of Zayn's car. He flashes his front lights and hoots at Zayn.

"Harry, just leave it. He's just trying to make you upset." I say loudly over the hooter of the car.

Harry let's out a sigh and slows down the car. Backing away from Zayn's car.

"I'm sorry." Harry says softly as we sit in the silence of the car.

"It's fine." I grab his free hand and squeeze it as he relaxes and smiles at me.

Screeching tires causes us to snap out of our moment. We both look ahead as we see Zayn's car swerve left, then right, then straight into an oncoming construction vehicle.

It all happened in slow motion, pieces of Zayn's car flying through the air. The sound of metal body's colliding and smoke immediately taking up the road around us.

I take in a sharp breath as Harry releases my hand and grabs the steering wheel, safely pulling off to the side of the road.

We both seem to dive out of Harry's car and run across the road towards the scene of the accident.

I try to find one of the doors of the car, but the construction vehicle has completely dismantled Zayn's car into something unrecognizable. I manage to see a blonde figure crushed on the one side sticking out from under the yellow construction vehicle.

Harry hands me his phone, "Call 911, I'm going to try see if I can get them out."

I dial the number and wait for an operator to answer. Eventually she does and I try explain to her what happened and where we are in my panicked voice.