Chapter 3

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Harry's POV

I drove through red lights, almost crashing into other people but all I could think about was getting Zoe to the hospital. She drank way to much, I should have stopped her! But I didn't, now I have her in the back of my car with nearly no pulse. What if I lose her. NO I won't she just needs to rest and get medical help. She will be fine!

I drive up and yell "I need a nurse!!!"

"Sir put her in the Gurney I will take care of her wait in the waiting room."she calmly stated. I walked through the doors and sat down next to a woman covered in blood.

"What happened to your sister?"The woman asked. "She drank to much and now she barely has a heartbeat, she's my ex not my sister." I stated.

"What are you here for?" I asked. She shuddered and then started to cry. "My ...m...my husband our son and I went to dinner and on the way home.... we ... got mugged. Both of them got shot and well if the cop wouldn't have came then.. I would have been raped." she started to rub her tears when the nurse walked in and saved me from being caught in something I had nothing to do with.

"Mr. solar your wife is ready to see visitors but is drugged and may be asleep." The nurse said. "Thanks I will go see her then!" I walked over to the to Zoe's room to see her peacefully sleeping and her hair in the tight loop she always does before laying down.

I sit on the chair and fall asleep a little more sober than I was an hour ago. If she wakes up she is gonna want to know where Liam is, she won't believe me when I say that I was the only one sober enough to realize that she wasn't ok. I guess I will have to tell her that when she's awake, but for now she doesn't have to know.

Zoe's POV

My head is buzzing and I don't know where I am. I look up to see a passed out Harry in a chair next to my .... HOSPITAL BED? what happened last night. Am I ok? Is this a dream? Yes, this isn't real I'm just really drunk so my mind is making weird dreams up. With that I am asleep again.

What feels like years later I wake up to a hazy setting again and see Harry. "Um Harry what's going on?" I ponder. "love, just get some rest I will tell you everything later. I'm just glad your ok." he sighed and kissed my forehead.

"Ok but am I in a hospital?" I asked. "Yes, you blacked out and your heart rate slowed and well your body was taking a nasty effect to all the alcohol. but you will be fine I promise." he said and tucked me in.

Well regarding everything that happened I was really light headed, probably drugged.

Harry was so attractive, he was combing his fingers through his hair repeatedly while chewing on his bottom lip. His lips... they looked moist and plump. "Boy I really want to kiss you!" I moaned not realizing I said it aloud. Harry looked up shocked and sighed " Then do it." I giggled and said " I wasn't supposed to say that aloud!" "well I'm gald you did!" He smiled showing his adorable dimples.

He got up and sat on my hospital bed, he leaned in until he was 3 inches from my face. " If you want something then you take it." he crashed he's lips into mine and entered his tongue. We kissed for a little bit and then he pulled away out of breath. "That was one hell of a kiss!" He exclaimed. "Ya, this is one hell of a dream!" I sighed. He looked at me puzzled and then said "get some sleep this dream is over." I obeyed and felt my eyelids drop involuntarily, and then I was asleep.

"Babe you need to wake up. We have to go home your heathy enough." I look up and see Liam shaking me. where is Harry? Was he ever here? Was I dreaming?

"Um.... ok" I slurred. I get up and immediately feel sick. I feel big broad shoulders against my body.

"Zoe I'm so sorry." Liam stated while being carried out of the hospital doors. "Why are you sorry?" I asked not remembering anything. "Well when you passed out.. all if us were so drunk we didn't notice. Harry was the one who checked your heart rate and took you to the hospital. If he wouldn't have noticed then you would be dead and I would have never forgave myself."

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