My Best Friend's Brother.....Harry Styles.

Scars of Hate

-Madison POV-

    The last I remember I heard them snickering as their footsteps faded behind them.I was alone laying in a puddle of blood.I woke up to a large hand on my shoulder shaking my body continuously.  "Miss! Hey wake up! Miss! Miss!" I heard a boy frantically yelling sounding about my age. I slowly opened my eyes and stared at him. "Oh my god I need to get you to a hospital!" he yelled quickly picking my numb body up. He had blondish brown hair that stuck up but wasn't short. Blood trickled down my chin as I stared at him he didn't take his eyes off his path to a car. I guess it was his. He was carrying me bridal style as I glanced over at his shirt. It was white,  now stained with my blood. He opened the door to the back seat and gently layed me down and curled up his jacket and layed my head on it.

 

He speed down the road as I closed my eyes as he yelled "Hang in there!!!!" He was really cute and sweet. Unlike the jack ass Harry. If it wasn't for him this wouldn't be happening.  I hate him. I heard him say his name to the lady at the front desk It was Joey. He layed me down on a hospital bed that rolled. As doctors ran to a room and treated my wounds. I closed my eyes and fell unconcious. I woke up to Makayla and Joey both setting apart from each other. I opened my eyes wider as Makayla ran over as tears ran down her face and she said "You gotta quit getting hurt on me!" she said smiling. Joey sighed as he smiled at me and I blushed. The door burst open as Harry stood there panting and sweat on his face. My eyes narrowed and I swiftly pointed outside motioning him to go. He sighed and mouthed  "sorry" to me.

"Woah. The fuck madi." makayla said her eyes widening. He's the reason.....I breathed out it was difficult to talk because the girls had slit my throat....HIM! I yelled as my eyes screwed shut and I curled my fist. "Calm, down sweetheart." Joey said concerned.  My eyes opened as I layed back in my bed my chest quickly rising and falling. "Hey I've got to go." Makayla said hesitantly. I quickly nodded as she slowly shut the door.

I was alone...WITH JOEY!!!!! My mind screamed at me. T-Thanks. I said before I stretched me hand around my neck in pain as I shut my eyes. Again, it hurts to talk. He walked over and smiled at me and held my hand in his as I blushed heavily."Be ok sweetie, he etched something in a note pad and waved good bye to me as he smiled and handed me the paper. He shut the door as I opemed it and looked at it. IT WAS JOEY'S FUCKING NUMBER! SWEET JESUS! I thought clutching it and holding it close to my chest. I squealed.

☆□•If you're wondering what Joey looks like, basicly Joey Graceffa!If you don't know who that is....Lord have mercy on your soul. XDDD•□☆