It's Called Revenge. -OneDirection Fanfiction-

Chapter 22;)

RECAPPPPPPPP- 

RING RING RING!

Hello? Is this Jasmine Villegas girlfriend of Harry Styles?

Yes it is, may I ask whom is speaking.

Ms. Dafnee from Covington Hospital your boyfriend seems to been wounded and is in critical condition would you please come to the hospital right now. We have ........

I dropped the phone. Harry's wounded? Christian couldn't have done this right? I picked the phone up again.

Hello? Hello?

Yes, I'm still here and I'm on my way now. Thank You!

I clicked the End Call button and grabbed my keys out my bag and hopped in the car swarming away from the paparazzi. I pulled up to the hospital and ran inside. 

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Harry Style." 

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Jasmine's P.O.V

I'm freaking out.. what the hell happened? This is all my fault. If I wold've told Harry the whole damn story maybe he wouldnt have stormed out of the house and be injured right now. I'm so stupid! But think about it, he could have been hurt worst if I did tell him the tr-.. WAIT WHAT? shut the hell up Jasmine. Right now I need to check up on Harry. I walked up to the front desk for like the 5th time while I was in here.

"Can you please tell me ho-" 

"Your not going back there. Now sit down and wait patiently and calm down." the lady rudely told me. This lady must be crazy to think she's going to talk to me like that?

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me little one now sit down, your disturbing everyone!" she said.

"Ok.. so listen here Ms. Reception lady. I don't know who you think you are but my boyfriend is back there possibly dying but wait I won't fucking know because you don't want to give me any damn information on him or the situation! So. I advise you to get your lazy ass up or I'll do that part for you and tell me what the hell is going on with my boyfriend. Because as of now I'm sick of you telling me to sit the fuck down.. Got me?" I angrily told her.

"Jasmine, stop don't yell at her." I turned around to see everyone from the flat here, oh did I mention I called them earlier and told them what was happening? Guess I didn't mention it because it's not important considering my boyfriend is in a damn hospital bed and this damn couch potato wont get the hell up and tell me how he's doing. 

"She won't tell me any information guys.. I'm freaking out here!" I glared at the lady at the desk.

"Well none of this would be happening if you would've just told us what was going on.." Louis mumbled. 

"I heard that Lou, thanks for the damn support." 

"Don't speak to him like that Jasmine, he's right." Elanor said. Oh and her and Danielle are here too. 

"If Louis was in the hospital Elanor how would you feel huh? Ashamed, Hurt, Scared, and Sad right? Especially KNOWING that it's your fault he's in the hospital. Please tell me." I asked her.

"Well-" 

"Girlfriend of Harold Styles, is she here?" the doctor came out of the doors saying.

"Yes. That's me, please tell me how's he doing!"

"He's not looking too good Ms. Villegas.. the man who stabbed him was pretty close to nearly hitting his heart .He had lost a lot of blood, luckily someone saw him on the ground bleeding half to death or he wouldn't be here right now. You guys are very lucky and he should be too." she told the group.