Provoking Styles

Chapter 19

The entire ride back into London it was silent, no talking, no music...nothing. Harry hasn't even looked at me since he got the phone call, maybe he felt bad for having his phone on silent like me. I feel really bad because me and Harry were having a good time and Helen needed us, she even texted me to tell me she feels horrible because she knows we are on "vacation" but she needs us and that was after the three miss calls. I tried to hold Harry's hand but he jerked it away.

When we finally arrived at the hospital Harry barely parked before jumping out and running inside, I got out as well before after him. When I walked in I saw Harry wrapping his arms around this frail old woman, when I got closer I could see it was Helen. I covered my mouth as I saw she was covered in dried blood, as I walked forward she moved away from Harry and came to hug me.

"Im so sorry Helen." I whispered rubbing her bad.

"It's not your fault dear." she sniffled moving away to look at my face, she caressed my face giving me a small smile.

"But it is mine." Harry said looking at us, as I stare into his eyes I realized I've never seen them so emotionless.

"Sweetheart it's not your fault either." Helen said scolding him, if this was any other situation I would of laughed but this isn't a laughing moment right now. Helen made her way over to him but he just moved back.

He walked closely to us so he could whisper. "Him getting shot is my fault Helen and I won't have you change my mind."

"If you go off and do something stupid Harold..." she warned

"You know I have too." he hissed as someone walked by, I could see Helen was getting upset worst just by having this conversation. So I took it upon myself to help Harry.

"Come on Harry..." I said grabbing his arm and walking towards the front door of the hospital, I turned back and looked at Helen. "We'll be back." I mouthed as she nodded and sat down. Once we were outside was when shit really hit the fan with us, Harry turned around yanking his arm out of my hand.

"What the hell Jessica!"

"Harry can't you see that you talking about taking care of whoever did this is upsetting her!"

"This is what I do Jessica! Someone hurts my own and I deal with it!"

"By what?! Doing exactly what they did?! Do you really think that would solve anything?!"

"It has before!" He said turning away from me.

"You doing the exact same thing only proves you're as low as they are!"

He whipped around. "News flash Jessica, I am as low as them! I'm not this prince charming who never does anything wrong! I have so many peoples lives on my ha-"

"Woah woah woah, what's going on here kiddos?" Niall said walking up and pushing us away from each other. Niall was the one person I could call who I knew would make sure Harry wouldn't do something stupid and I'm glad he's here. He showed up at the right time.

"She's being irrational right now." Harry hissed while pointing at me.

"I'm being irrational?" I scoffed and point at Harry. "He's being immature."

"Oh thats real shit coming from you" He growled. "This wouldn't of happened if you hadn't of convinced me to leave."

"Stop it," Niall said pointing at both of us. "Both of you right now. This is stupid you guys, both of you are on edge right now because you feel like you have to watch your asses. You guys need to cool down before talking again."

"Fine with me lets go I have things to do." Harry said as he started to walk away, he stopped and turned back to face me. He ran his hand down his face and looked at me. "It's my fault, if I wasn't making love to you then my phone wouldn't of been on silent. I have to deal with this." he hissed walking away without one last look at me. I physically flinched as tears streamed down my face. Harry regrets making love to me, I could hear my heart breaking as I turned away from Niall to go back inside to Helen. She was standing by the door when I walked in, she walked over to me before hugging me tightly.