Dr. Harry Styles

News to Me

~ Lucy's POV ~

I felt heavy, like something was pushing down on me.

I opened my eyes and moved my head slowly from left to right.

I knew that I would have to get up. I have to see a doctor.

I was in shock, because I couldn't feel any pain.

I slowly stood up on my good foot. I felt the rush of blood from my head like I was going to pass out.

I closed my eyes and pushed myself up, fighting my own body.

I managed to hobble down to the dining room table where I sat down on one of the chairs.

I picked up the pill bottle and swallowed two dry. I felt the slowly make their way down my throat as I coughed.

I looked down and saw my twisted purple ankle, and a couple of cuts on my leg. One looked pretty deep.

I had to get out of here.

It took me another minute to get to my computer, where I looked up directions to the nearest hospital.

I didn't have a phone to call anyone on, and everyone in the residence was out partying at one of the clubs.

I found the quickest route, which would probably still take me 15 minutes.

I started to feel numb from the pills, but I put them in my pocket anyways.

I unlocked the doors, and then stepped outside.

~ Harry's POV ~

I let Niall sit down on the sofa whilst I grabbed a bowl of crisps.

"So Harry," Niall said, looking concerned, "What did you want to tell me?"

"I don't know -" I said back, "Well I guess I'm just annoyed at my flat being mobbed by the fans."

"You know," he started, "It's always been especially hard for you, being Harry."

I nodded.

"I definetely feel the same way you are feeling now. But it all works out eventually."

"Yeah," I said, "I guess you're right."

"Of course I am Haz," he joked as he punched me, "maybe we should watch some tele or something?"

I grabbed the remote and flicked on the television.

"Good idea Ni," I said with a little laugh, "and thanks for showing up."

~ Lucy's POV ~

I turned one of the corners and saw a huge clash of people, screaming everywhere.

I blinked my eyes just to make sure that I wasn't imagining all of this.

The medication started making me feel stranger and stranger.

My hearing was all messed up, and I saw strange flashes of red, blue, and white.

I felt far away and like I was looking down on the whole scene.

I caught my breath at a mailbox, but then continued to walk foreward. The hospital was still ten minutes away.

And I had to walk straight through this group of people.

~ Harry's POV ~

The television flicked on to some sort of default channel, which just so happened to be a local news station.

I read the headlines and sunk lower into the leather couch:

Angry One Direction Mob Awaiting Harry Styles

I let out a sigh.

"Maybe you should change the channel," Niall said, giving me a little nudge.

I guess he could tell that I wasn't quite enjoying this, but something made me want to keep watching the news.

"No," I said staring intently at the screen, "give it a second."

"Are you sure you want to-"

And then I saw it.

The cameras changed angles to see a reporter trying to interview a girl who really looked out of it.

"So are you hoping to get a glimpse of Harry Styles?" The female reporter said pointing the microphone at her face.

She parted her hair. I could not believe it.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, I have to get going," she said.

The voice hit me like a brick wall.

"Lucy!" I yelled at the television as if she could hear me.

"Who is Lucy?" Niall said.

I didn't have any time to reply when the camera panned down to her leg.

It was all twisted.

"No," I yelled, "Lucy."

"Who on earth is Lucy!" Niall yelled back.

I jumped up onto my feet and paced quickly to the door.

"Come on Niall," I said "We have to go."

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