Miss Trouble

Chapter 21: Paramedics

Carter's P.O.V.

"I'm fine." I say for about the fiftieth time. The paramedic is making sure nothing is broken, all that stuff. I look up and see the other ambulance pull away with lights flashing. Logan is walking back towards me, hands in his pocket.

"Where is Harry?" I ask, noticing him not being here. Logan sits down next to me, and sighs.

"He's heading to the hospital right now. They are going to try to stop the bleeding. He is barely conscious right now." Logan explains, and I feel the urge to go after him.

"I'm going." I say standing up, starting to walk away from the ambulance. The paramedic grabs onto my arm, and pulling me back.

"I need to make sure you don't have a concussion, Miss." He states sitting me back down.

"I'm fine." I mumble, watching the ambulance in the distance make a left turn towards the hospital. I can feel a soft pain in my right temple, but ignore it. I need to get to Harry. I need to make sure he is okay. I feel like I brought this upon him.

"You are free to go, Miss." The paramedic finally says, and I roll my eyes, hopping off the back of the ambulance and thanking him. The police officers are roaming the area, making sure that all of the evidence stays here. I can see my Uncle talking to them, and I see Niall, Liam, and Zayn walking out of the house. I immediately walk towards them.

"Trouble are you okay?" Zayn asks, pulling me in a tight hug.

"I'm fine. Louis is with Harry right?" I ask, and they nod. Well at least he is with a good friend. I look inside the house, seeing the glass on the ground, and things knocked over. I feel a pang of guilt wash over me. This all seems to be my fault.

"Don't say that, Cart." Niall warns, and I look up at him. Oops. Must've said it out loud.

"It isn't your fault at all." Logan says placing a hand on my shoulder. I furrow my eye brows and look at him.

"It is though. If it wasn't for me Austin wouldn't have come here and Harry wouldn't have gotten hurt. I'm the one to blame for this all. Harry got hurt because of me." I croak as I feel a tightness in my throat. I push back the tears. No more crying. I am going back to the way I was. Nobody got hurt then.

"No, it is not." Liam says firmly, making me look at him. "Harry was trying to protect you. If anything, blame Austin. He was the one that went nuts when you broke up with him. He is to blame. Not you." Liam reassures. I was about to say something but I was soon interrupted.

"Miss Jones? May I speak to you briefly?" An officer says coming up to me. I nod, as we both go to sit on the stairs to the house. "Now, explain to me what happened." He asks, so I tell him. How we came home, Austin broke in, started beating us, all that jazz. The officer nods along to what I am saying, scribbling notes down fast.

"And why did he do this? Did he have a reason?" He asks, looking up.

"I guess. I dated him before but Broke it off with him. He went crazy, came over to my house, beat me and raped me. I hated it." I tell him, explaining everything. I am soon on the brink of tears by the time I finish. He closes his notepad, and stands up.

"Thank you, Miss Jones. We will be in touch with you briefly. I am assuming that you will be pressing charges?"

"Oh yes she will!" Uncle Simon shouts, walking over to me. "Nobody lays a hand on my niece and gets away with it. I want him punished to the highest extent on what he did today, and previously to my niece." Uncle Simon states.

"Same for us." Liam said walking forward with the rest behind him. "Harry is our bandmate and our closest friend. We will punish Austin to the highest extent of the law." He states, and they all nod behind him.

"And who are you?" The officer asks, pointing to Logan.

"I'm her Bestfriend. I've known her for a long time." Logan explains, and he nods.

"Well then, nice to meet you. I will be in contact with your parents, Miss Jones. They will be notified immediately. You may want them to come over here since they are lawyers, I am sure that they will help press the charges. Now, I must leave. A lot of paperwork for this Austin boy. Good day." The officer says, getting into his car. Soon all police men are gone, leaving us here.

"You guys are going to be staying somewhere else, now. I don't want to mess with anything until the house is fixed. Go grab a bag of your stuff. You will be staying at my house for now." Uncle Simon states, and we all leave to go grab a bag of items. I pack the essentials mainly. But my mind is set on one thing and one thing only:

Harry.

Louis' P.O.V.

"Louis?" Harry mumbles, regaining consciousness. We still have a ways to go till the hospital. His head is wrapped in a bandage, keeping the blood from spilling out. "Where am I?"

"An ambulance," I tell him, and his eyes go wide.

"What happened?" He asks, squinting his eyes to try and regain focus.

"Austin happened. You were protecting Carter and Austin got to you and-" I explain, but am cut off.

"Is she okay?" He asks, eyes focused on me. I hesitate for a moment, because well, I don't really know. "Louis," Harry says lowly. "Is she okay?" He restates himself, and I nod. A look of relief crosses his face, but then disappears like that. "I need to get to her." He states, starting to sit up on the little cot. I immediately push him back down.

"Louis, let go." He says struggling. I hold him down though. "I need to see her!" He shouts, eyes wild. One of the paramedics walk back to where we are, and sees Harry struggling.

"We need to get him to calm down. If he doesn't calm down, he can make his injury worse." The man states, as Harry manages to sit up again. This time, me and the paramedic both push him back down.

"Let go!" Harry cries out, tears starting to spill from his eyes. I look at him, and a wave of sadness hits me. I feel sad for him, when he can't right now.

"Hold him down for a sec." The man tells me, and I do so. I see him grab a needle of somesort, as he walks over to Harry. This makes his eyes bug out even more.

"Stop!" Harry shouts, resisting even more. I can barely hold him down. As I look over at the paramedic, I see him injecting something into his IV that is in his arm. I immediately go into defense mode.

"What is that?!" I shout, as I soon start to feel Harry stop resisting. I look back at Harry, and see his pupils dilating a bit.

"A bit of anesthesia. It will calm him down enough to where he sleeps the rest of the way." He explains, and Harry is starting to close his eyes.

"No,no I can't fall asleep. I need to........get to...... Carter." He says trying to keep himself awake.

"I know Harry," I reply. "I know." As he is drifting off to sleep, he is mumbling incoherent words. But the last thing I catch before he falls asleep is:

"Carter."

A/N:

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