BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 52. Edited.

Harry's POV.

This man pissed me off so fucking much, he was always looking after my girlfriend and it was stressing as hell.

I wasn't going to break his nose in front of all these people, besides I had to try not to do it because it will ruin the boys and I's career.

Meanwhile I was thinking what to do I noticed his fist on my cheek and after it hit me so hard I heard Linda yelling and then I saw her lying on the floor.

To save my butt she pulled Carter away and stumbled, making her head hit with a chair. She fainted, with the blow she was unconscious.

"Babe," I lifted her up and then heard Gemma yelling at me.

I drank more than I can count, the cups I had in half an hour were empty; everything was blurred. My girlfriend was passed out because of my bad and she didn't do anything wrong but talk to a jerk because she was too nice to ignore him.

"Let's take her to the hospital!" Carter screamed and touched her forehead.

"Don't you dare–," I pulled his hand away from my girl.

"Let's go." I lifted her up and Sam opened the door for me.

Gemma opened the car's door and I sat her softly. I wanted to cry, what I just did to one of the most important people I have so far?

I ran to the driver seat and started the car the fastest I could and parked in the first Emergencies I caught. I lifted her up in one's arm to a stretcher and noticed her cheek was bleeding.

Fuck.

My eyes were wet; seeing her this way was heart breaking.

"I need a doctor!" I screamed and a nurse came towards us.

She checked Linda's cheek and moved her head softly side to side to see if there is any other injury. Thanks God, there's nothing more.

"Come," she said and Gemma and I carried her where she told us to.

It was a room, the nurse was so calmed and I was freaking out. If she gets to compete in a race the turtle will fucking win.

...

"We just need to suture a wound on her cheek and gave her some medication. She'll have a severe headache then but that's normal." The doctor explained.

"So wait outside while we finish this," the nurse said.

"No please. Can I stay?" I begged.

"None drunken people here," the nurse said.

I almost forgot I was drunk.

We walked out from the room and went to the waiting room.

"Did you learn the lesson?" Gemma asked. "Stop being a jerk and trust her, Harry." She said and stroked my shoulder. "She's the sweetest girl you've dated and you are ruining this. You almost forced her to have sex with you and–,"

"Who the hell told you that?" I asked angrily.

"You, while you were drunk bro," she said. "You forbid her to talk to her friend, you must know she loves you so much, so that she wouldn't have pulled that boy away from you. You are a gentleman and one of the few ones who still exist." She continued.

"Stop acting like she'll tear you apart because the one doing so it's you." Gemma concluded.

I nodded and dropped a tear from my cheek. She was so right, like always.

I felt sober now.

"One of you can come with me," Mrs. Turtle said.

I stood up and walked to the room. She had a blaster on her cheekbone and a black eye.