Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter Three

Edited

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I am awaken by this annoying beeping sound, that doesn't sound anything like my alarm clock. I blink a couple of times to clear up my blurry vision. I feel this pounding in my head and I reach up to soothe it. I look down to my arm to see an IV inserted into my arm. Oh there's a needle sticking out of my arm.I am immensely scared of needles.I close my eyes and  concentrate on my breathing. When i open my eyes, I see there is something strapped to my finger. I take it off and the heart monitor starting a continuous beeeeeeep.

Code Blue Code Blue A little speaker announces. Suddenly doctors and nurses come rushing in. That's when i begin to panic.

"I'm fine I'm fine." I announced. My heart was pounding fast from the fear.

"Sorry we thought you flat lined miss." The doctor says. I guess I can see why considering the heart monitor beeped out of control.

"Umm why is it that I'm exactly here in the hospital?"

"Well you apparently took a fall at work due to hitting your head earlier, so I've been told. You have a minor concussion which made you faint at work." He says. Ah I see now, my fall when I slipped is what caused this.

"But how did you know I took a fall earlier?" I ask, kind of confused.

"These young group of lads brought you in and one of them said you slipped and hit your head." The doctor says as he pushes his glasses onto the bridge of his nose.

I remember being at the cafe trying take the order from the group of boys. I remember that one guy. The guy with the most mesmerizing eyes and long eyelashes. With that stern look but yet soft eyes. Why would they even bring me in?

"Hey how you doing?" A guy with curly hair says coming in holding some flowers and balloons that read 'Get well soon.'  

"I'm fine" I reply flatly. Why is he here? Why would a stranger care for me? Nobody ever has.

"I'm Harry by the way ." He  extends his arm for a handshake.

"I'm Rosalie. " I tell him while shake his hand.

"The rest of my lads will be here to meet you they were kinda worried when you fell we all assumed it was cause you got starstruck and fainted."

Starstruck?

"Why would I get starstruck?" I ask him. I don't understand why would I be starstruck? He's just a random boy isn't he?

"Wait you don't know who I am?" He asks surprise and his mouth forms into an O.

"Yeah your Harry." I retort.

" Well yeah that's my name but you don't know what I do or who my friends are?" He crosses his arms and knits his eyebrows together.

"Nope" I say while popping the P. Why would I know who they were?

" Omg I can not believe this I can't omg this is too much for my poor little heart can't take it I think I'm going to die." He overly exaggerates, while fake dying as he places his hand over his heart as he slowly made his way to lay down on the floor. Drama queen much? I look at him with my eyebrows furrowed together. What the hell is wrong with this kid? He then immediately shoots back up.

"Seriously you don't know who I am?" He asks again. He looks more confused than anything else.

"Should I?"

"I'm Harry Styles from One Direction. "

"Okay? What does that mean? " I ask, not really sure what he is talking about. What the hell is One Direction? It does sound familiar but I can't quite put my finger on it.

"I seriously think I'm going to die" He says shaking his head like if he was disappointed in me.

"Hey you're awake." It was him. He came too?

"Uh Yeah." I says. He enters the room accompanied by the boys.

"Oh Man you guys aren't going to believe this dude she doesn't know who I am or what One Direction is." Harry says.

"What?!" All the boys say in unison. Okay what's the big deal about this?  A doctor comes in with some papers in his hands.

"Okay well it seems your fine, all you need to do is rest for a couple of days and you'll be feeling better. We are discharging you today all you have to do is sign these papers" He says while handing them to me. Then he walks out the room without another word. So much for doctors being nice. I read through the papers and sign them and then I realize how much this hospital stay cost.

"What the bloody hell, how am I supposed to pay this hospital bill! " I practically yell. I could barely financially support myself now how am I supposed to pay for this, Im going to end up on the streets. With this amount of cash I have to pay I won't be able to take time to rest and take time off work.

"What's wrong? " The boy asks with an Irish accent. What is an Irish boy doing in London. Here in my hospital room? Why are any of these boys doing here?

"I'm Niall by the way." He says with a genuine small smile. He seems a bit shy and uncomfortable.

"This hospital bill, I don't have this type of money to pay this. I won't be able to. "  Why am I telling them this? Its not like they care.

"Maybe your parents can help you out, i'm Louis by the way. And this is Liam and Zayn." He said while pointing out to each of the boys.

"I don't have parents I'm on my own." Always have been. I add in my head. Again why am I telling them this? Rosalie just keep your mouth shut. I mentally yell at myself.

"I'm going to change I need to get out of here before they start charging me for breathing." I say very annoyingly. I desperately need to get out of this horrid hospital gown. I still wasn't sure as to why they were still here. If they were so famous why would they care about a normal girl like me?

I walk into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. Thats when i take my full appearance. My bun has become undone, making my hair to look like its curly. My eyes are a bit bloodshot and my makeup is a bit smudged. i grab a sheet of toilet paper and wipe away the smudged eyeliner away. Then i continue to step out of the hospital gown and change into my uniform.I finish and step out of the bathroom.

"Look we'll help you pay for this. " I think it was Liam who spoke.

"No it's fine you don't have to do that I'll manage somehow I always do." I manage to say almost in above whisper.  I'll figure it out. Somehow. I've made it this far in life alone. I'll get through this. I always do. Most of the time anyway.

"I can help love, we all can." Zayn says with this gorgeously ridiculous look of puppy eyes. It just made me melt. Stop it Rosalie don't fall for this guy nothing good can come from it. Soldier up show no emotion. I mentally coached myself. I don't let nobody in. Nobody. Never fall for someone. Never.

"Look I don't need help and I don't want it I can manage on my own, and don't ever call me love again." I tell him with a menacing tone. Maybe I said it more harshly than I intended. But if it got the point across so be it.

"Oh she told you." Harry says mockingly. Ha, I'm starting to remember names. Wait I shouldn't though, it's not like I'll be seeing them again.

"Zayn's famous look didn't work on her maybe Zayn has met his match." Liam says with a grin. Famous look? So I guess he uses that look on every girl he meets. Of course I am standing in the presence of a player.

"I'm leaving now." I walk past them and into the hallway and I realize how hard it is gonna be getting home. It is a twenty minute drive from my house to the hospital so I would assume it would take me at least an hour to get home by walking.

Might as well start walking I guess. Yay walking in the lousy weather. Hint the sarcasm.