the sound of beeping surrounded me. I was confused.
I Tried opening my eyes and it was hard.
I tried harder this time, but as soon as I woke up I was in the hospital.
What the hell?
Machines beeped around me and a nurse walked up to me.
"Hello! You're awake!" She exclaimed. I arched an eyebrow.
"What's going on?" I asked. "W-why am I here?"
"You don't know....?" She replied. I shook my head and furrowed my eyebrows, urging myself to remember.
"You got into a car accident...." She replied. She pulled out her clipboard. "It says here that you were supposedly driving out of the school parking lot and your car got hit by another student....and some guy by the name of Harry Styles...? Had called when it happened."
I felt my heart beat slow. Harry called? Why? He hates me... I looked down at my state. I had my foot in a cast. Great, just great, I broke my foot.
"Okay um...so when can I leave?"
"Err we're not sure....about 2 days....?"
"Why?! I have to rehearse for something at school...and does my mom know?"
"Calm down, we informed her. And your teacher, the one that called, will come here and help you rehearse."
I sighed. Wow. This is just wonderful. I ran a hand through my hair.
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For most of the day I just slept in the hospital bed. Notice how my mom isn't even here checking on me? Figures. She'd rather stay home & do lazy ass things. Suddenly the door opened and I opened my eyes. Harry stood there awkwardly. He wore a black hoodie and some jeans, along with Nike high tops.
"Hey" he said.
"Hi" I replied, biting down on my lip.
"Uh, well are you ready to rehearse...?" I nodded slowly. He pulled a chair next to the bed and sat, watching me as I pulled my hair back. I looked at him confused but he tore his gaze away and pulled out sheets of music.
"How is your vibrato?" He asked.
"Um, not sure...." I replied.
"Okay, I have a few techniques, and they're kind of weird. Alright so make the sound of a police siren. Like this, weeooweeoweeoweeo."
I laughed and copied what he did.
"Good. Now, drop the 'e.' So, woowoowoowoo."
I copied him again.
"Alright, now drop the w, but still make sure your voice is sort of bouncing on the note." I did so. He smiled.
"See how it works?" I nodded, actually surprised at how well it worked. "Now, be sure to practice that and eventually it will come like an instinct." We sat in an awkward silence.
"Um, Lucy?" He asked.
"What?" I replied.
"Do you feel okay?" I nodded slowly. He nodded and looked down.
"What happened?" I asked. "Cause I don't remember."
"Um, well you were pulling out of the parking space and one of the teachers lost control of her car, and it whammed right into you, exactly where you were in the driver seat. As soon as I saw I called 911, you became unconscious."
"Oh" I replied.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Um....thanks."
"For what?" He asked.
"Calling...and for coming out here to the hospital just to help rehearse."
"Oh uh you're welcome" he replied, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
Him doing this makes me wonder if he cares about me just a little tiny bit.
He sighed. "Of course, I'm missing time with my girlfriend from coming here" he mumbled.
I felt heat coming off me. He can't have one good moment.
"Then why did you come?" I replied harshly.
"It's my job and I don't plan on getting fired."
"Leave" I said.
"Um, why?"
"Because. You don't care. Just go."
He raised an eyebrow & walked away with his arms crossed. When he reached the door he stopped for a second. Then he kept walking. I sighed and put my head in my hands.
Harry will never change. No matter how much I think he is, how much I want him to. He will always be a jerk. A spoiled jerk and I won't let myself fall for him.
Woah, where did the come from? Who said I was falling for him in the first place? I'm definitely not. I will never fall for him, either. He's done too much to hurt me. He's the reason I slit my wrists......
Ok, yes, I do cut. Because my dad died. Because my mom doesn't care about me. Because Harry puts me through so much shit that just reminds me of how unimportant I am. I blinked back tears. Mom isn't even here with me, checking on me. She doesn't care that I got hurt really bad and could've possibly died. So what does that say? Should I die?
I've had thoughts of suicide. I just never really put them into action. I don't know why. I think the only thing stopping me is my best friend, Natalia. I love her to death. I can't leave her.
I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, closing my eyes for a while. But next thing you know, I began to drift off to sleep.
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My eyes fluttered open and I found myself still in the hospital bed. Oh, joy. The morning light seeped through the window...how long did I sleep...?
A nurse walked in. She smiled politely. "Hello!" She chirped.
"Hi, do you know what time it is?" She looked at her watch.
"About 7:34am."
Oh wow. Why did I wake up so early? Now I won't be able to get back to sleep.
Harry's P.O.V.
I groggily walked into the classroom, pulling out the keys and opening the door. When I got in I collapsed on the chair at the desk. Yesterday, I was too harsh to Lucy.
I saw the cuts on her wrist. When I did, I felt like I was going to burst out crying. What if I'm the reason for those cuts?
Ugh, I can't think thoughts like this. I hate her. I hate her so much.
But why?
.....because SHE hates ME. She calls me all this different shit.
I don't even know who started it. She's called me a few things, I've called her a few things.
She's beautiful.......
I shook my head rapidly. What did I just say? My eyes widened and I tried to think straight. No she's not. She's no where NEAR it. And anyways, Jessica is so much hotter.....
Jessica..last night she asked me if I still hated Lucy. When I told her yes, she said not to worry about it. Then when I asked why, she refused to tell me. So I don't know what the hell Jessica is up to, but maybe it will be entertaining...
The sound of the bell ringing got me out of my thoughts. Students began to poor in and I rubbed my temples getting my thoughts away.
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