Stole My Heart (Harry Styles FanFic) (Completed)

Chapter 20: Call or Delete?

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Lilac's P.O.V.: (12:32 P.M.)

 Seeing visions of the future, I could take.

 Seeing my best friend almost dying, I could take.

 Seeing the person who was the reason for my only friend at the orphanage to die, I could barely take.

 Seeing the boy who I love not recognize me, ... I couldn't take.

 "Hey, Lou, why am I in here?" Harry asked from the bed next to mine. His voice was slightly muffled and I heard the sound of a screen pulled back. “Is this a hospital?”

  “Um... yes. You got knocked down by Lili because-” Louis began, but Liam cut him off.

  “You’re in the hospital because we were doing a mini concert to raise funds for an extra hour at the recording studio. Lili here is our fan who just got over excited during a song and knocked you over on the stage. You fell off the stage on top of her legs... so you’re both in the hospital,” Liam lied. So I’m an over excited fan? At least he spared me from admitting I am- no, was- his girlfriend.

  I coughed, and everyone’s attention turned to me. I changed my voice so it was a pitch higher and squeakier. I put on a Plastic facade and smiled to Harry. My sunglasses were on my eyes so there would be no more surprises.

  “O.M.G.! You’re Harry Styles! I absolutely loved your solos on Gotta Be You so I just couldn’t help myself! I practically hyperventilated when you fell on me. And now I’m sharing a room with you! That’s just spectacular.” I giggled, and I heard Jill snort quietly. She didn’t like me doing this as much as I hated acting it out.

  “You’re the crazy fan who attacked me on stage? Do you know how many fans I’ve disappointed because of you? They’re all waiting for us at the concert and yet you wasted my time by injuring me,” Harry yelled, making me flinch. He was definitely pissed off. All feelings he could have had of me before were erased, and now they were replaced with anger and disappointment. “Jeez, I feel perfectly fine! Get me some papers to sign and let's get on with the recording. I didn't miss that, right?" I felt Harry throw me a look in my general direction.

 Liam sighed, in relief and sadness. "No, you didn't miss it. Your mum is coming to sign the papers in about half an hour. Traffic's real bad driving up from Cheshire so she's gonna be a little late. You gotta stay till she comes."

 Harry groaned, glaring at me in the process. "And it's all your fault." My smile faltered, but I couldn't tell him a single thing that happened in the past week. I felt Caleb shift angrily once again. I'd quickly explained to Caleb what I was going to do so that he wouldn't blow up in Harry's face once Harry woke up.

 We all sat there in silence until two new figures walked into the room. One had heels clicking rapidly and noisily on the floor. I almost thought it was my mother, but her strides were more confident. These were nervous and scared. The other person was wearing loafers. His back heel clicked against the tiled floor as he took longer strides.

 "Mum!" Harry shouted. The heels' sounds were getting closer and they stopped with a creak on Harry's bed. I heard someone else talking to the man.

 Harry's mom cried out, "Harry! I missed you so much. And when I heard that you got into the hospital again... I was so scared. What if you weren't gonna make it? And-"

 "Mum, I'm fine. I just got knocked off the stage by this girl." I felt the air of a finger being jabbed in my direction and the angry, maternal glare of his mother. "I'm running late for this recording in the studio, so I need you to sign some papers so I can go."