Chapter 10 (Comfort)

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(A/N: alright I'm going to start writing author's notes in the beginning of the chapter because I feel people don't read them. If you don't read my author's notes you're a poo head. I'm sorry for not updating... ARE YOU READY? SET. LEGGOOOOOOOO.)

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Perrie's POV:

I was trying my hardest not to faint at the sight of the needle piercing my skin. I wasn't exactly a person that was fond of needles, honestly. Whenever I'd have to get a shot, I'd get light headed.

"Alright! You're done! Let me put a band aid on this and then you can go." the nurse that thought that a few minutes meant fifteen said.

I started to get out of my chair and couldn't keep my balance and fell on the ground. My vision was a little cloudy, okay now it was very cloudy.

See why I hate needles?

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Lacey's POV:

I paced back and forth as I waited for Perrie to come back. I was so stressed. It was all his fault. Ugh Nathan disgusts me. I told her he was trouble after the first time he cheated on her but she still took him back after that. I hate myself for letting her. If I hadn't let her take him back none of this shit would've happened! I'm such a fuck up of a friend.

"Excuse me, m'am?" a nurse came up to me.

"Y-yes?" I stuttered. Ugh I hated whenever I stuttered.

"Are you here for Mister Styles?" she asked kindly.

I merely nodded.

"He woke up a couple of minutes ago. You can go see him if you want to."

I nodded again.

I took a deep breath. What was I going to tell him about Ariana? I'll just tell him if he asks.

I walked to his room and walked in.

I walked to the bed.

"Harry?" I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"Lacey?" he asked. "W-w-where's Ariana?"

"Harry," I started. "She's unconscious."

"W-w-what?" he asked, getting up. He fell back on the bed. I guess he's pretty weak from the pills. "What happened?"

"Harry. I'll tell you only if you promise not to freak out." I said, knowing that if I'd told him without saying so, he'd lash out.

"Okay?"

"Well, Ariana used cut a few years ago," I heard him let out a gasp. "But she stopped once her role as Cat in Victorious took off. Now I guess the threat triggered something and she self harmed. But this time it was a lot worse." I could hear him letting out small sobs. "Perrie and I found her in the bathroom and then I found you."

I finished and watched him bury his head into his pillow letting sobs that were getting louder every time. I put a hand on his shoulder."Harry, it's okay. She'll be alright. Perrie just went to donate some blood for her."

"Perrie?" he said quietly. "But she's mortified of needles."

I shrugged.

"All I know is that she asked the doctor if it was possible for her to donate and he said yes and she's donating blood right now. " I explained.

I could tell he was really tired.

"Why don't you get some sleep?" I said.

"How am I going to sleep like this?" he said, sighing.

"I'll sing to you." I offered.

He laughed lightly before answering. "Okay."

He laid down and I ran my hand through his hair like a mother. I felt like I was an older sister to Harry and that he was my responsibility while Ariana and Perrie weren't here. I started singing lightly. I was singing one of my favorites, The A Team by Ed Sheeran. I felt like this was a song that was right for anything.

A few minutes later I noticed he was asleep because he was snoring quietly. I smiled a little and walked out.

Where was Perrie? Shouldn't she be done donating blood by now?

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Eleanor's POV: (surpriseeeee)

I saw Liam run out the door. I looked one more time at the bitch, Sophia. She was for sure not conscious right now. I decided I'd leave this battleground behind and run after Liam. Where the hell was he going?

"Liam? Liam!" I yelled as I ran after him. Either he didn't hear me or he didn't want to listen. All that I knew was he wasn't going to stop. I kept running after him until I reached an alley. I was really scared right now because first of all the chance of fans or paparazzi finding us right now were enormous, second I have no idea how Louis, Niall, and Zayn are doing beating up the others, and lastly because Liam Payne was curled up in a ball in an alley in a town I didn't recognize.

"Li?" I said quietly. I usually didn't use his nickname but this wasn't exactly usual.

He continued to be curled up in a ball but now I heard small sobs and cries coming out of his mouth. His body was shaking and I could tell he was crying really hard.

We really need to get out of here before the paparazzi find us.

"Liam, c'mon. I'll take you home and we can talk about it." I said. I felt like I was talking to child.

Miraculously, it worked. He came out of his ball figure and silently go up. I could see he was trying hard not to cry.

I got back on the street and out of the alley along with Liam.

I was trying to catch a taxi until I heard a familiar sound.

'click! click."

Just fucking great.

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