When I was finally awake enough to stand, I got out of bed and went into the kitchen. I poured myself a bowl of Cheerios and sat on the couch. I turned on Spongebob and watched a few episodes. Then, I turned on E News. "Hey! It's Ryan Secrest here! I'm in front of Haley Andrews and Harry Styles' flatt right now, about to ring the doorbell for an intervi- oh, hi Haley!" Before he could even finish his sentence, I ran to the front door and opened it. "Hey Ryan! What's up?" "How did you know we were here?" he asked, sounding kind of scared. "Well, I was watching E News when I heard you say that you were outside, so I came to open the door for you." "Oh, so you watch our show?" "Yes! I love this show! Please, come in!"
I walked Ryan inside and he asked for a tour. I showed him the dining room, and living room, the computer room, and almost every other room in the house. "And here, you can see my perfect boyfriend, Harry, sleeping- where is he? Ah!" Harry grabbed me from behind and tackled me to the ground and started kissing me. Ryan then awkwardly asked for an interview, so Harry and I accepted and we all went to sit on the couch.
"So, how long have you both been dating for?" Ryan asked, as if this was the story of his life. "3 years today, actually." Harry said while looking deep into my eyes. "Do you both plan to tie the knot soon?" Now, Ryan was practically on top of us. "Well, we aren't engaged yet, but we hopefully will be one day." I said. Then, Harry stood up. "Actually Haley, I need to ask you something. You are the most perfect girl in the world, and I don't want to be with anyone but you. Would you please make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife." Just then, he took a ring out of his pocket and held it up. "Oh, Harry! I'd love to! Yes, I will be your wife!" He stood up, picked me up, and kissed me while swinging me around. "Congratulations you two! Power couple of the year, everyone! Well, that's all for today. Tune in tomorrow when we are live from the red carped at the TCA's!" Ryan said while walking out of the door with his camera crew. We forgot the E News was still on, so we turned around and watched. "Thanks, Ryan! And congrats to Haley Andrews and Harry Styles on their engagement!"
The rest of the day, we sat around and ate food. Around 6 o'clock, Harry told me to put on the nicest dress that I have and meet him at the front door in 30 minutes. I threw on my short strapless red dress and some makeup and black pumps and ran to the door. I saw a massive limo drive up, and the back window rolled down. "Ready, love?" Harry asked, sticking his head out of the window. "Of course!" I said, while stepping into the limo. Were were driving for about 20 minutes, when we finally stopped. "Where are we?" I asked Harry. "We are at your favorite place, Hollywood! Where do you want to go and eat at? We can go anywhere, because I would do anyhing for my princess!"
"Let's go to La Boncè!" I said excitedly.
We spent the whole night there with people staring at us, and then the ring, and then at us again. It was the best night ever, until we were driving home.
"Haley! Harry! We heard about your engagement! When's the wedding?" We were surrounded by the paparazzi. We drove as quickly as possible. They were surrounding us. They came up to the door and tried opening it. Then, Harry did the most unexpected thing. He drove as fast as he could. He almost hit the paparazzi's vans, but he didn't care. He just kept driving. We almost made it home when I heard a noise. It sounded like a dying goat. "Oh. My. Gosh. Why now?! Why us?!" Harry was talking to himself. "The car is out of gas. They are going to catch up to us!" Before I knew it, the vans were coming up to us. A second later, I felt something hit me. I opened my eyes to see that I was upsidown and that Harry was unconscious. The air bags surrounded us, so I popped them and got out of the car. The paparazzi came up to me and helped me up. Then, we got Harry out. His forehead was a bit bloody, but he looked like he was still breathing and his heart was still pumping. Then I heard something... The ambulances started coming like swarming bees everywhere. For once, all of the paparazzi put down the cameras and recorders and tried to help. They put Harry in the ambulance and drove away. I went with him to make sure that he was okay. By the time we got to the hospital, he was still unconscious. They stuck some IV's in him and rushed him to the room.
I called the gang to come down. Niall and Ava were crying, and Liam was furious. A few hours later, a surgeon came out to talk to me. "Haley, I am so sorry. Harry isn't going to make it. His rib broke off and is about to stab his heart. We will try to get it out, but I don't think it will be possible. I'm so sorry." I broke down crying. I was about to lose the love of my life. This can't be happening...
***
"Just a little more to the left, babe. Oh, oh yeah. Yeah.. right there. Thank you so much. Oh, and can you give me a kiss to feel better?" the words kept running through my head. It's been 1o hours since Harry went into the hospital. I haven't heard from the surgeon yet. I'm beginning to lose hope. "Haley?" the surgeon finally said. "Yes, doctor?" "Harry is going to be fine. We managed to get the rib out, and we will get it back in later. Also, he does need a minor surgery in his shoulder, due to the glass going through it. He will have to be here about another 3 days." "Thank you so much for everything, doctor. You saved my Harry's life." I was so relieved to find out that he was going to be oka- "OH MY GOSH HELP ME. WHERE AM I?! GET ME OUT OF HERE." Harry was screaming like a madman. The doctor and 4 nurses came in, held him down, and injected something into his back. The screaming suddenly stopped, and everyone came out of the room. "We had to inject him with certain medications to stop the screaming. He's been out of it for so long that he still thinks that he is in the car crash. We are going to have to perform the surgery now and put him in a padded room until he gets untraumatized."
"HELP. I CANT MOVE. THEY ARE TRYING TO HURT ME. OH MY GOSH. HALEY. LIAM. LOUIS. ZAYN. NIALL. ANYONE. PLEASE HELP ME."
"It's been 2 days. When will he finally stop screaming? He won't eat, sleep, or anything. This is getting insane." The doctor was looking horrified. "I don't know Haley. This has never happened before. I'm sorry but he needs to go to the mental institution. He needs serious traumatical help. You won't be able to see him for at least 2 weeks, though." "Please, just take him. I can't stand to see him like this anymore."
6 months passed, and there was no improvement. I haven't seen Harry in so long, and we were supposed to get married in 2 months. I decided to go to the mental institution to see him. I went to the front desk. "Hi. I'm here to see Harry Styles." "Please, come with me." The nurse led me to Harry. I heard the horrid screaming again. "WHERE IS MY HALEY?! I NEED MY HALE- Haley. You're okay!" He ran up to me and hugged me. Then he kissed me for the first time in 6 months. It was the best kiss of my life. We ran out if the institution, into my car, and straight to my house. We were finally back to normal. We started planning for our wedding, although I got most of it done while he was in the hospital. We just needed to get the music. Harry managed to get Ava, 1D, Little Mix, and 5SOS in 30 seconds flat.
