Killer Love (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Thirteen Hospital

Harry's P.O.V.

Beep...Beep...Beep....

That was the sound I heard as I slowly pried my eyes open to find an almost pitch black room. There were several red, blue, green, and orange lights blinking about the room I was in. There were also cords everywhere, some stringing from my body to a machine and from that machine to another machine. It took a few minutes to come out of the haze I had not realized I was in to feel a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. I groaned and tried to sit up, which I shouldn't have done because that made the pain worse.

"Dammit, let me see him!" A girl shouted outside the door of my room.

"I'm sorry Miss, we were given orders that you were not to be permitted into the room." A man with a deep voice spoke back.

"Permitted into the room. For fuck's sake he is my boyfriend." She spat back and I realized that she was Scarlett. She was also the only person I wanted to see right now.

"Scar.... Scarlett." My voice croaked. My throat was so sore and raspy that at first I didn't realized I called her name.

"Harry! Oh my god, nurse he's awake!" Scarlett yelled behind the door that was soon opened by a nurse. I saw Scarlett. Her light brown hair was in wild curls and her eyes were bloodshot. I was quick to realize that she'd been crying because of me.

"Scarlett." She tried to push through the guards, but they wouldn't let her through.

"I'm so sorry, Harry. They won't let me through and I've been trying for hours. I just wanted to be the one that you saw when you woke up. I'm so sorry." With that she stopped fighting them and bowed her head. It was a moment before her shoulders started to shake and her hands went to her face. The guards looked down at her and they seemed to pity her. She started to walk away and one of the guards grabbed her arm and pushed her into the room rather roughly. Her face was shocked and tear stained. Her eyes quickly looked up at me and she ran over to my side. She flung herself gently onto my chest. Her head went into the crook of my neck and I rested my head on top of hers. My arm wrapped around her body and I held her there for a moment. The nurse cleared her throat and looked at Scarlett, who quickly got off of me. She pulled a chair from the table next to my bed and sat down next to me.

"Well all your vitals are good. Your wound will take some time to heal. And you will be very sore. You can be released at the end of the week if things begin to get better from here." The nurse spoke slowly. I nodded my head understanding and so did Scarlett. "Miss I need to speak with you in the hall for a moment please."

Scarlett nodded her head and kissed my forehead before following the nurse out into the hallway. I stared at the cartoons playing on the screen in front of me for about an hour. I wondered what was taking Scarlett long. Maybe management came and told her that she and I can't be together so she left. Then again she's way too stubborn for something like that to ever happen. Maybe the guards won't let her back in again because she wasn't allowed in the first place. Just as I was about to think about another scenario Scarlett walked through the door. She kept her head down as she walked over to the chair she was sitting in before she left. She slowly piked up her head to look at me with sad glossly eyes. She weakly smiled and grabbed for my hand, which quickly found her's.

"Scar, what's wrong? What happened?" I asked whilst rubbing my thumb along the back of her hand.

"Peter got away, Harry." She inhaled deeply before continuing. "I thought that I had shot him. I'm a dead on shooter and he wasn't moving so I thought I shot him. When the ambulance arrived I was only focused on you. Now, he's gone, disappeared into thin air. I don't want to live in fear Harry. I don't want to live this way not anymore. I can't. He's the reason for it and I let him get away again."

By the time she had gotten her third word out she was already sobbing, but she pushed through it. Her hand was trembling in mine and I couldn't even begin to imagine how fast her heartbeat was. Her head eventually fell and she kept in down until I put my finger under her chin and made her look at me.

"It will be okay. You aren't going to be alone through this, okay?" I told her and she nodded her head.

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Scarlett's P.O.V.

"It will be okay. You aren't going to be alone through this, okay?" Harry looked me dead in the eye and I only nodded my head in response. I slept in the hospital that night with Harry and the night after. I knew that I needed to tell him what I am sooner or later, but I honestly didn't know how. Not only that, I needed to call an old friend and ask for help. I stepped out Harry's room when the he had to take his medicine and they were like five doctors in the room.

Ring...Ring...Ring

"Hello?" A husky voice spoke through the line.

"Is this line secure?" I asked softly and seriously.

"Give me a second......Alright." His deep voice was soothing through the phone.

"I need help." I simply said into the reciever.

"Okay. Where will we meet?" I thought for a moment before responding.

"The Corner Cafe on the corner of Center Drive and Park Terrace Drive two days from now at 16:00." I spoke slowly knowing he was writing this down.

"Alright sounds good." I could hear his smile through the phone, which then made me smile as well.

"Yeah, I miss you Mikey." I said sadly.

"Same here, kid, same here." I could practically see the last time we were together unfolding in front of me. "Alright, see you then Firefly."

"Yeah you too, Chief." I chuckled along with him as I hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" An Irish voice came from behind me making me jump.

"Holy shit, Niall." I laughed and turned around to face he and his giant smirk. "It was an old friend. I figured I should meet up with him because I haven't seen him in a while."

"Alright. Remember you're with Harry not him." He said dropping his smile and I started to laugh, which made him looked confused.

"Oh God, no. Niall, Mikey is six years older than I am. We served together, that's all." I replied still chuckling at his mention of Mikey and I having a "thing".

"Oh, sorry. I uh- Wait, served together? Aren't you only 19?" He asked confused.

"Fuck, yeah. I'll explain later. At the end of the week Ni, I'm sorry I can't do it now. Tell Harry I'll be back tomorrow I have to go help Kate with her dad. I'm sorry." I mentally cursed at myself as I walked away from Niall and towards the elevator. I can't believe I let that slip. Now I have to tell all of the boys, which isn't what I originally had planned to do. Dammit, I thought to myself. What am I going to do?