suicide || h.s ✔

eighteen - past

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My hands were shaking uncontrollably and tears were streaming down my face. My head was beginning to throb. Other people were staring at us but I didn't care anymore.

"Please," I whispered at the doctors and nurses staring at me, "Please revive her one more time. Please I am begging you."

Maybe it was the pleading look in my eyes or maybe it was the waterfall flowing from my eyes and the snots dripping from my nose, but they did as I asked. "Alright go ahead", the doctor said, "Clear!"

We waited for a few seconds. I felt like time had stopped. I was staring at the heart monitor, praying that it would start beeping again. "I'm sorry son. I tried my be-," He stopped talking, whipping his head around to her heart monitor that had started beeping again. He stood here in complete and utter shock.

"Well I'll be damned. You know, son, she must have been holding onto something or someone." He walked out of the room and patted my shoulder. I just repeated 'thank you' over and over again.

"You lads can come in here but we have to wheel her out to restitch her wound up and fix the tube in her throat. You guys are lucky," The nurses smiled at us five. They unlocked the wheels to Kaylee's hospital bed and wheeled her down the hallway. My heart was still beating fast. I was scared still, my hands were shaking uncontrollably and for some reason I was still having doubts. What if she didn't come back through those doors?

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"Harry...Harry..Harry!" Someone was shaking me and saying my name. I sat up abruptly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I turned looked around to see Louis staring at me.

"What? What's wrong? Is she okay? Why am I on the floor?",I was asking a lot of questions but the only question I wanted answered was about Kaylee.

"Harry, calm down. Kaylee is fine. They wheeled her back in about a few hours ago. You fell asleep on the floor. It's two in the morning. The lads are asleep on the couches over there. I woke you up because you need to move to the couch. I have some blankets and pillows for you," Louis stuck his hand out for me. I grasped onto it, letting him pull me up from the floor. My curls were all in my face and my cheeks were sticky with tears. I think I might have lost my manhood back there.

"Here, sleep on this couch. I will take the chair," I nodded at Louis. He threw two pillows and blankets at me. I grasped onto them. I laid down on the couch. The only light in the room was a small lamp next to Kaylee's hospital bed. I waited until I heard the snores of the other boys before I got up and walked over to Kaylee. The tube that was inside of her mouth was gone and replaced with the oxygen nub. Her hands lie at her sides and her body was tucked underneath four blankets. Her skin was pale and if her heart monitor wasn't beeping, I would have thought she was dead.

Shaking away the thought of her being dead, I sat down on the chair next to her bed and stared at her. Call me a stalker but you would be doing the same thing if you almost just lost the person that brings light into your world. I couldn't even bear to go onto Twitter. How could someone do this to her? How could my fans do this to her or to anyone for that matter?I hope they catch those girls and they rot in jail. I don't care, fans or not, stabbing someone to almost death is disgusting.

With my eyes growing heavy and the thought of people stabbing Kaylee fading from my head, I grabbed onto her left hand and grasped it tightly, dropping my head onto her bed and falling asleep.

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I woke up to someone moving around, a lot. Somebody was trying to remove their hand from mine. I opened my eyes wider, pushing my curls back, and rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. I looked up to see a pair of beautiful eyes staring at me.

"Hey," I whispered.

"Hello," Kaylee said, her voice was scratchy, "Can I have some water?"

"Sure." I grabbed a cup of water with a straw that was on the table next to her bed and handed it to Kaylee. She chugged it down in one gulp. Satisfied, she handed the cup back to me. I placed it on the table and grabbed her hand again, wanting to never leave her side.

"You scared me."

"I don't remember what happened."

"You were stabbed, repeatedly. We lost you Kaylee. They even said the time of your death but I fought. I said that they needed to do it one more time and then you came back."

"I only came back for you and Niall," She grinned at me, her beautiful smile taking my breath away.

"Do you remember what the girls look like? The police are going to come in and question you when you are a little better. The doctors said not yet because it's only been a day since the incident so probably in a few days you'll be questioned."

" I don't remember what the girls looked like. I don't think they were all girls. I remember telling Niall I was going to the corner store. He said he would come with me but I told him it was alright, that I would be fine on my own. He told me to take the car but I said I wanted to walk. So, after going to the store and getting what I needed, I was on my way home when I knew I was being followed. I picked up the pace a little bit but I knew I was outnumbered. There were five people behind me so I started running. I kept my eyes on them but never what was in front of me. I ended up bumping into a hard body and noticed that I was surrounded. I pleaded with them and begged them not to do anything to me.. They said it would be worth it. I felt hands grab my arms and hands grab my feet. They all wore masks but I knew they were boys and girls. If I had to pick them out in a line up, I would know because of their eyes.

"It was so scary. At first I thought I was going to be raped because the guys were touching me and grabbing me inappropriately. I was so scared, Harry. Then I saw the outline of a gun and I knew I was a goner. Then this guy starts screaming at them from across the street. I guess they got scared so one of them took out a knife and stabbed me a few times in the gut. The pain was so bad that I blacked out. The last thing I remember is being carried and sirens." By the end of her story of what happened, tears were streaming down her face and her head was in her hands.

"It's going to be okay, I promise. Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again as long as I am here to protect you, okay?" I slowly go into the bed with her and just laid down next to her, careful of her wounds.. I rubbed her arm soothingly and waited until she was asleep. I kissed the top of her head and blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes.

"I promise, nothing bad will ever happened to you again. Those people will pay for what they did to you."

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