Song for the chapter:
Ed Sheeran // One Night
"Melody Reed!" I repeat to the receptionist as what felt like the hundredth time. My heart rate has yet to slow down since I got that call. My palms are almost dripping with all the anxious sweat building up on them. I trying to keep calm but every second don't know what actually happened, or that she is okay keeping my shit together gets more and more difficult.
"Ah, I found her. She's in surgery right now."
"Surgery!? For what?"
"They don't give me the details sir. Why don't you have a seat in the waiting room, and I'll call you when she gets in recovery."
"No! You're going to tell me what the hell happened to her!"
"Sir if you don't calm down and take a seat, I will have you escorted out."
"Fuck!" I scream in agitation pushing my hands through my hair Roughly grabbing at the roots. I turn and began pacing in front of the desk. Somewhere in the thirty minutes that has passed I sat down. My face is rested in my palms and my elbows are planted on my knees that are shaking immensely.
"Mr. Styles?"
I immediately spring up from my seat at the sound of the doctors voice.
"Yes. Melody? Melody, is she okay? What happened? Can I see her?"
"Woah, woah. One question at a time. Yes she's fine. A young man found her unconscious, and he called in she must of fell and took a blow to the head. The good thing is she only has a slight concussion,and she had to get a couple stitches. And she has a little bruising and scratches. But other than that her injuries are minor and she should be able to go home tomorrow. We want her to stay overnight to make sure she's stable and we need to run a couple tests. And yes you can see her, she's on the second floor in recover."
I give him a brief thank you before rushing to the elevator. She's okay, she is okay His words keep replaying in my head hoping they'll calm me down now that I know she is in fact okay but it hasn't I guess I need to actually see her. After asking the receptionist stationed on the second floor where Melody's room was soon enough I'm in front of her hospital room.
I slowly open up the door stepping inside closing it behind me. "She'll be out for a couple hours," the doctor who's standing by her bedside informs me. I nod in his direction walking to the other side of the bed.
"Well I'll leave you two alone," he says as he turns to walk out.
They're so many needles in her arms pumping clear shit into her, her head is wrapped in gauze and she has light bruises forming and scratches scattered on her face. The only sound being heard are the beeping of the machines and her steady breathing.
I feel nausea settling in my stomach as I take in the sight of her, flashbacks from the day I first saw her creep back into my mind.
I finally thought I was finally putting pieces together, figuring her out, having her open up to me. But if feels like we're back to square one.
I'm not going to worry about that right now though, the only that's relevant is that she's okay. I find her hand in the mess of cover holding it and stroking it softly.
"You scared the shit out of me," I whisper. "I honestly don't know what id do if I lost you Mel. I care about you way too much about you to just lose you. I can't lose you, I won't. I just need you to stay. Stay with me."
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I open my eyes almost blinded by the damn sunlight directly hitting me in the eyes. I put my hand in front of my face trying to block out the sun as best as I could.
"I'm sorry," I faintly hear someone say. I snap my head in the direction of the voice who now I know belonged to Melody. I sigh running my fingers thorough my hair. "You can't just run off like that. I was worried as hell and scared shitless! Something could've happened to you Melody." my gaze is now locked on hers.
"What the hell happened? How did you end up in here?" I ask.
"The doctors said I fell. I don't remember anything," her voice still at a whisper.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me you were leaving? Where did you even go!?
"I just went out to get fresh air, Harry. I'm okay."
"Oh yeah you're okay laying in a fucking hospital bed, with needles poking through you and stitches in your damn head!"
"Harr-."
"No. Don't. I've been trying to help you, I thought we were past this lying bullshit! I've tried giving you time to explain yourself but not this time. You are going to tell me everything Melody."
"Harry, I don't remember anything from last night!"
"I'm not talking about last night, I'm talking about your life story. Why you were so badly beaten up that day, why you're so closed off, why you don't trust me. Just everything. I want to know everything Melody! I'm done with all the secrets and lies!"
"Harry, I ca-,"
"Yeah I know you 'can't'. You know what? Forget it. I'm going to go home to shower and change. I'll be back later," I say coldly as I gather my stuff and head for the door. I try to ignore the sharp pain that pierces through me only growing stronger and stronger the further I walk away from her.
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