Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15

"When it comes to love, one will sacrifice themselves without the slightest knowledge of what's to come." - Alyssa Sellers

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Harry's POV
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"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY!" Jenna looks defeated and almost in pain as she steps to the side. I storm away and slam the bedroom door behind me.

I can't believe her. She has the nerve to hug Zayn and try to comfort him and tell him she loves him all while I'm in the other room! And she thinks him and Perrie breaking up had upset him. Are you kidding. Consoling was the last thing he needed. He just wanted attention from Jenna. I need a shower.

I begin to strip off when I realize the extra towels we called up were on the counter. Of course.

I thought about not using one, not wanting to confront Jenna again, but she hasn't made a sound since our quarrel. She probably left. I hate when we fight, but that was the worst thing I've ever woken up to in my life. Seeing my girl in the arms of-

"Jenna?! Are you alright?!" I had barely stepped out of the room when I saw her body curled into a ball on the kitchen floor. I ran over to her as fast as possible. This wasn't because of me right? Had I hurt her? "Baby what's wrong?" I asked as I reached her side.

She rolled over to look at me, still holding her legs in her arms. She looked like hell. "Are you ok? You look sick..." Her hair was stuck to her forehead as she was sweating profusely. I did what I could to help, trying to move the hair from her face. Her head was hotter than the sun. "Jenna you've got a fever."

"I'm s-so cold, Harry." A tear fell down the side of her face. "And I'm gonna be sick. Get me a bucket or some-" she's interrupted by her own vomit as she lets go of her legs and runs for the sink. I've never been able to handle other people throwing up, but with Jenna it's different. I always feel the need to protect her. I know it sounds weird, but if I could trade spots and throw up instead of her...I would. I just can't stand to see her in pain.

She finished emptying the contents of her stomach before falling back to the floor. I hope she didn't fall that hard before, because I wasn't there to catch her like I was now.

I pulled her tightly into my arms and rocked her back and forth - a motion that always seemed to soothe her. "What's wrong? What hurts?" I ask.

"My abs hurt, my muscles keep spasming, and I just threw up everything but my soul. How.. about.. you?" She asked as her body jerked.

"Im going to get you some water ok?" She nodded and I leaned her against the cabinet so I could get up and grab a glass. "Here..drink this." I said handing it over.

She tried to swallow, but immediately spit the water back into her glass, shaking her head. "I..I can't." Her voice cracked. "Harry...I'm freezing." Another tear fell from her usually hazel eyes, and I couldn't help but feel bad.

"I don't know what to do..." I said defeated. Her eyes widened and she darted up to throw up in the sink yet again. Only this time, there were speckles of blood. "Jenna! Lets go. You're going to the hospital."

"You may want to put clothes on, Harry."

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Jenna's POV
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We've been at the hospital for maybe 20 minutes. After about 5 minutes of Harry groveling with the lady at the ER counter saying he'd pay whatever it took to get me immediate help, I was rushed to a doctor. Now the two of us are in a very eery room with completely white walls as I lay on a bed, my knight in shining armor at my side as we await test results.

"Are you feeling better?" Harry asked, his eyes full of worry.

"Not really." I answered bluntly. "You know, we've spent too much time in hospitals lately." I said trying to lighten the mood. It seemed to work a little as he smiled slightly and squeezed my hand.

"Well, the test came through and my suspicions were correct." The doctor said as he came in. "Ms. Wilson you have tetanus. Have you come into contact with a rusty nail or maybe cut yourself with an old knife lately?" I gasp at his question and think Harry had the same thought as his eyes widened.

"A girl cut my neck open a couple weeks back. We never saw the ring that did it...but I wouldn't doubt that's what it was..."

"Sounds just right. I'm sorry to inform you, but you do indeed have tetanus."

"A-am I gonna die?" I choked.

"No, no dear. You came here quick enough. I'm just going to give you a shot and have the nurses hook you up to a machine to keep you monitored."

"Monitored? For how long?"

"Typically it's about 3-4 days."

"No that won't do...can't it be quicker? The boys leave for their show in New Jersey tomorrow morning..."

"We can cancel the show, Jenna. You're more important."

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The last chapter reached requirements so fast! Thank you so much you guys! And s/o to Constance, Alex, and Gabby(:

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