Untouchable (Marcel/Harry Styles and Demi Lovato)

Talks, Accidents and Hospitals-1

PART 1

Demi's POV:

I decided to go out on a walk with Eleanor. I was spending the night at hers so she decided that we should go on a late-night walk.

"So, do you that you and Harry will get married?" She said with a mouthful of crisps.

"I hope so, I mean I love him and everything but I am only young, El. And I want to travel the world and stuff first." I said, awkwardly.

"Demi, Harry would go with you. You know he'd go anywhere with you."

"I suppose so. So, what about you and Louis?" I was trying to take the subject off me and Harry.

"Yep! I think we will. I know it sounds strange but I can imagine my whole life with him."

"Really? How do you know that?"

"I guess he's just 'the one'." She said giggling.

"Aw, El." I said, nudging her, dragging on the 'El'. "Can we head back to yours now? It's getting dark and I'm freezing."

"Yeah, let's cross here."

I set foot on the road and heard the loud screech of car tyres. I felt my whole body being lifted from the ground. My head was pounding and my body felt crushed.

"DEMI!" I heard Eleanor scream. Then it all went black.

Eleanor's POV:

"DEMI!" I screamed. The car came out of nowhere, I run over to her small and fragile body and kneel down beside her. I didn't to move her in case I caused her more pain.  The driver stayed seated not moving out of his car.

"Demi, Demi can you hear me?" I ask her, tears running down my face. I heard her let out a small mumble.

I quickly call and ambulance. I couldn't call Harry, not yet anyway. "You're going to be okay, Demi. Someones coming now. You'll be fine, sweetie." I said, trying to reassure her.

I phoned Louis and he got here as soon as possible. He lifted her black and blue head from the concrete and placed it on his knee.

"It's not that bad, Dem. Just a few cuts and bruises." He told her. He was obviously lying to try and stop her worrying.

A few minutes later the ambulance arrived and took her away, I got into the vehicle with her whilst Louis took his car meeting us at the hospital.

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Eleanor's POV:

It was now 2am and me and Louis were sat on chairs at the side of the hospital bed. After hours of being here she still hasn't woke up, I couldn't lose my best friend.

Demi's attached to wires and monitors, she looks so delicate and lifeless.. Her face was badly bruised, her skin was cut and her hair was tattered. She looks so small and fragile.

"When should we tell, Harry?" I asked, "He thinks she's a mine."

"We'll call him in the morning. He'll be angry and upset if he see's her like this, we'll just wait. After all, she might be better later on. Plus, I don't think you'd want to see him angry." Louis said, letting out a slight chuckle.

"Okay, then." I could feel my eyes lightly closing, I couldn't let myself sleep in case anything changed with Demi or they got her results back.

"Go to sleep." Louis told me, planting a light kiss on my forehead.

"No, I'm fine. I can't sleep in case she wakes up."

"I doubt she'll be waking up anytime soon, love. But, I'll stay awake to watch her and wake you up if anything changes. I promise."

"Thankyou." I rested my head on Louis' shoulder and felt myself fall into a sleep.