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CHAPTER 38

I screamed before I could stop myself. Harry's dad looked at me frightened. I ran to Harry and tried to wake him.
"Why did you fucking do that?" He suddenly freaked out and then started running out of the door.
"Harry. Harry please answer me." I didn't know what to do, it was as if my brain had been cut into shreds and I can't think anymore. I grabbed my mobile. I called 911.
"Hey Sir how can I help you?" A man answered.
"My boyfriend is unconscious and his head is bleeding." I was freaking out.
"Please Miss stay calm. Just breathe. Tell me what had happened."
"I think his-his dad hit him with a baseball bat."
"Can you give me the address please."

I told him the address and then I hang up. I sat on the floor beside Harry and then tried to wake him up, it's so hard to just stay still can't do him anything. It hurts, how many times did he stood by me and helped me but I just stay there incapable of anything. The ambulance came in 10 minutes or so. I didn't realise they came except when a man held me away from Harry and I was trying to resist them to stay with Harry. And then everything was hazy and blur.

I woke up to see just a plain white wall with two white chairs and I was wearing white clothes, everything was white. Where am I? Is that the hospital? Why am I here? I must have fainted. Oh Harry. Where is him? I gotta go and find him. How is he doing? I tried to open the white door but it was locked. Why are they locking me in that room? I tried again and again but it was useless.

I searched for any metal or a sharp tool to help me open the door but there was nothing. All I could see was a bed, two chairs and a small table with a small telephone on it. Oh that can work. The telephone was with no numbers buttons on it. It must be for calling the nurse. I pressed on the only button there and a thin female voice answered.
"How can I help you?"
"I want the doctor please."
"Okay he is on his way to your room."
"Thanks."
As soon as I hanged up, I heard a door click, I looked back to see a tall black handsome man wearing a white doctors' coat. He had an unrelieved expression on his face.
"Where is Harry?" I asked worriedly.
"Just calm down don't you wanna know what brought you here?"
"Yes please."
"You fainted while we were putting Harry in the ambulance and we had to put you here."
"What happened to Harry?!!"
"I know you are worried about your boyfriend but you have to calm down that won't make you any good and your health won't bear all that tension you might faint again."!
"Okay.. Can I go and see him."
"No you can't."
"Just one minute." I kept on asking.
"You can see him in an hour."
"I can't wait all that."
"That's all I can do." I heard someone crying outside.
"What's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing." Somehow I knew who was crying it was Karen. I tried to get out of the door to see what's wrong but the doctor held me hard, I kept on trying and trying but no use.
"Let me go." I cried and then I pushed him very hard that time I didn't know that I had all that power. I opened the door as quickly as I could before the doctor hold me again to see Emily and Karen bursting into tears.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Harry.." Karen's voice was barely heard.
"What? What's wrong with him."
"He .. He is dead."
That was the last thing I heard before everything became black. Blackness everywhere. Am I dead?

I heard Karen's voice calling my name, I am not dead, I must have fainted, again, unfortunately. I opened my eyes to see Karen with red eyes, she was crying. Oh My God. I was wearing my white tank top and black trousers, It was a dream but, she was crying. Did Harry die for real?
"Where is Harry?" I said while trying to sit quickly but I felt as if two elephants were battling inside the end of my jead, I couldn't sit so I had to loe down again.
"He is okay."
"I wanna see him."
"You have to rest."
"No I am fine. Just let me see him please." I was begging for life.
"Okay I will call the doctor and see if you can go and see him now."
"Okay."
She went outside for a couple of minutes and then came back with the doctor, who was TALL, BLACK AND WEARING A WHITE COAT JUST LIKE IN MY DREAM. The dream is happening for real. I panicked. I stood up and ran towards the door quickly before the doctor could stop me. I kept running in the hospital until I found the reception and asked the lady sitting by the desk.
"Where is Harry Styles."
"Just one second." She started tapping on the computer keyboard.
"Quickly."
"Here it is, He is in room B167."
"Where is that room?"
"The second floor." As doon as she told me that I ran quickly towards the elevator but it was full, so I took the stairs, I reached the second floor.
"Where is room B167?" I asked a nurse.
"Take the next drift and it's the 7th room on the left." I didn't even bother to say thank you I just sprinted towards the directions she told me. I finally found it. I held the knob and then, I suddenly stopped. My sub-conscious started playing with me as its puppet. Am I ready to see him? What if he is in a really bad state? But I have to stand by him. No, I am not ready. What if he knew that I didn't visit him? He would be really really sad. I entered before I even knew it. I regret it.