Filled with blood, Harry sat in the waiting room. Wondering what had just happened.
"Mr. Styles?"
He looked up and saw a nurse holding Louis's, now red, clothes.
He got up and took them from the nurse.
"Will he be alright?" he asked.
In return he a got a shake of head, "I don't know. He lost too much blood."
With that said she walked away.
Harry felt tears prickling his eyes as he glanced at his clothes.
But then he felt something in his pockets. He frowned as tears rolled down.
Curiosity got the best of him, so he took out a paper and read it out.
