Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Fifty: Is This the End?

A/N Authors notes are going to be at the top from now on. I just want to change it up. Anyway here's the big chapter. I hope you guys like it! Don't forget to vote and comment. I don't know when I'll update next, it might be soon or it might be in a couple weeks after finals are over. We shall see. Anyway enjoy this chapter. OH. One more thing. THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH FOR 100K READS!!!! Guys that seriously makes me so happy you don't even know. Keep it up! Enjoy the chapter and don't forget to vote and comment! Thank you guys and love you!! <3 <3

Trigger warning for self harm/severe depression and PTSD

HARRY'S POV

Things were bad. It had been two months since the incident with Keith and things were very bad. When Gemma and Hanna were in the hospital that day, I never thought things would last this long.

Flashback

"Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Styles." The officers thanked me and walked away leaving me to my thoughts. That questioning took forever and I was begining to lose my patience. They made me repeat everything like five times even though I practicly spelled it out to them clearly every time. I sighed and leaned back in my chair, letting my head rest against the wall and closed my eyes.

"Harry Styles?"

"I already answered your questions a million fucking times. Just give me a few minutes please." I begged the officer.

"Um... Mr. Styles, I'm not the police." My eyes shot open and I stood up to shake the doctor's hand and immedietly apologized to him.

"Sorry sir. I've been answering police questions for the last hour and just assumed..."

"I completely understand Harry. Personally, I don't like the police being at the hospital unless it's for security purposes. This isn't the time or place to be questioning people in my opinion." He said with a smile.

"I couldn't agree more."

"Now, let me introduce myself. I'm Doctor Lee and I'm the doctor looking over your sister."

"Which one?" I asked, interrupting him.

"Oh, my apologies. I meant Hanna. Doctor Bailey is in charge of Gemma. She should be out shortly. Anyway, back to Hanna. No real, permenant damage was done. The worst of her injuries was a broken nose and wrist which should heal relatively quickly. However she has several bruises covering her face and arms as well as a few cuts that needed stitches."

"Well that's good then right?" I tried to confirm, glad that Hanna would be okay.

"Well..."

"Doctor?"

"Harry, as you know Hanna passed out on the ambulance ride here. Well, when she woke up, she was in a state of, let's say distress."

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"Well, when she woke up, she started screaming and thrashing about. She wouldn't calm down and we were forced to sedate her."

"Jesus Christ... is she awake? Can I see her?" I begged.

"She's asleep right now and we're not sure how she will react when she wakes up. I think it's best for now that you refrain from seeing her. Just until we see her when she first wakes up. You're welcome to stay the night of course." He offered.

"Thank you Dr. Lee." I sighed.

"Of course Harry. Dr. Bailey should be out soon to talk to you about Gemma." I nodded and he took that as his sign to walk away. I slumped back into my chair and tried to keep it together. I couldn't do this alone. I needed someone here. I tried Louis and Reagan and neither of them answered. I called Liam and as it dialed, I prayed he would answer.