Dr. Harry Styles

Let Me Love You

~ Lucy's POV ~

I awoke, startled. Someone was pounding on the door. I peeked out my bedroom door and saw Harry about to open the door. Who the hell...

Sam.

"Wait!" I yelled as loud as I could at Harry.

She practically knocked the door down after Harry unlocked it.

"Sorry," he said back in his cute little accent.

Wow, I guess I was attached.

From what I could see, Sam was about to scream at Harry. I don't blame her.

But then I saw her chest rise and fall just as she lunged forward and punched Harry right in the mouth. He fell to the ground, unconscious.

"What the hell Sam?" I yelled. "You know you're going to go to jail for that?"

She blew her knuckles off with a grin. She almost looked a bit psychotic.

"Sam?" I asked.

She walked closer to me in my room.

"Lucy," she started, "stop screwing around with this pop star has been."

I didn't know what to say.

"You're worth so much more than that," she said calmly, as she left and closed the door behind her.

~ Harry's POV ~

I awoke to a bright light shining on my face. Where am I?

"Harry?" I heard Niall say as my eyes began to adjust, "you've been in an accident, but we're going to take care of you."

Everything sounded like I was underwater and far away. I saw Niall with a mask over his face. I was in our office.

"Don't worry," I heard Lucy say all distorted.

She was holding onto my hand. I squeezed it tighter.

Suddenly, I felt my eyelids droop as they became heavier and heavier. I felt so sleepy. Where am I?

~ Lucy's POV ~

I felt so guilty. Why did I let Sam get so out of control. Poor Harry. I wish she would have punched me and not him. I had to call Niall to help. I still could barely walk.

And yet here we were.

"I'm going to need an assistant," Niall said staring at the films he took of Harry earlier.

"Do you want me to get Louis or Liam?" I said taking out my phone just about to call either one.

"They're both at a conference in Wales," Niall said shaking his head and propping Harry's mouth open.

"So?"

"I need you to assist."

~ Harry's POV ~

"Please no mommy, I don't want to go to the dentist."

It was five-year-old me. I remember this day so well. I don't want to remember this.

"Harry, stop being so difficult," she said as we walked into the large office.

A very tall lady peered down at me through thin glasses and I felt scared. I feel trapped.

"Harry Styles," an old man with a crooked smile cawed. "Follow me."

My mum asked if she could come back as well, and they talked for a long time. She didn't come.

He strapped me into a chair and tilted it all the way back. I couldn't move.

"Oh Harry?" he said placing some plastic in my mouth "I hope you've been a good little boy. Or else I'll have to use my drill."

No. NO. NO.

I felt like I was falling. Falling hard and fast and like I was going to die. Is this the end?

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sorry for dark chapter :( and for the wait - am trying to finish this soon 

update: working on new chapters, they are on their way, sorry for a non-update