Chapter 18

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*Harry's POV*

"W-What? You gotta be joking! Please tell me this is a joke!" Niall exclaimed.

"I'm sorry Nialler, but this is not a joke. The girls are really in the hospital." I say.

They all looked shocked and sad.

"C'mon guys lets go to the hospital." I say.

"Which one?" Zayn asks.

"London Hospital." I respond. (AN: Okay I believe I mentioned you all being in America once. Well you guys are in London now cause the boys wanted to go back so...sorry for forgetting to mention that. I'm so dumb.)

They nod and we all head out the door towards the car.

We climb in then take off.

*2 hours later*

"Were here!" I announce.

We quickly climb out of the car and race inside to the front desk.

"Y/N Y/L/N, Y/F/N Y/F/L/N, Perrie Edwards, Danielle Peazer, and Eleanor Calder!" I rush out.

The receptionist looks at the computer and types some things before saying

"I'm sorry family only."

"But were their emergency contacts!" I argue.

She types something else then says

"Alright, Y/N is in Room 326, Y/F/N in Room 327, Perrie in Room 328, Danielle in Room 329, and Eleanor in Room 330."

We thank her then race to our girlfriend's rooms.

When we get there we open the door and step inside.

I look over at Y/N and gulp. She has an oxygen mask on her face and wires coming out of her body almost everywhere.

"Oh my poor girl..." I mumble.

A doctor comes in and sees me.

"Oh! Hello, you must be Mr. Styles am I correct?" he asks.

"Yes, whats wrong with her?" I ask.

"Well, she has a few broken ribs, and a bump on her head and a broken leg." he explains.

"How did this happen?" I ask.

"Well, from the information I have I would say her and her friends were on their way home and when they stopped at a stop light, that's when the drunk driver crashed into them going over the speed limit. And she lost so much blood that she passed out." he explains.

I gulp and look over to Y/N. Stupid drunk drivers! Can't they do something else that doesn't involve drinking!?

I sigh and thank the doctor and after he checks some things he leaves.

"Oh Y/N...my poor girl..."

I sit down on the chair next to her bed and grab her hand.

I bring it to my lips and press a soft kiss on her knuckles.

Her hand twitches then goes still.

I gasp and squeeze her hand to see if I'll get a reaction.

Nothing.

Damn it.

I stand up and walk to the door and grab the nearest nurse and explained what happened.

"Oh that means she knows your there but is still in her coma." she explains.

I thank her and go back to Y/N's room.

I sit in the chair and grab Y/N's hand again and kiss her knuckles again.

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