A Tale of TOMS, Coffee, and Five Boys

Chapter Thirteen: A Walk and A Shock

Not really much to say sooooo... CARROTS! Okay just read the chapter and ignore my weirdness. :)

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When I woke up the next morning at 11am, my pillow was mascara stained and I had an awful headache from sobbing all night. I decided to call in sick to work. When I called, I told Julia I would explain the situation when I got back and she let me take off for as long as I needed.

When I finally decided to drag myself out of bed, I took a shower, got ready, and ate breakfast. After I felt refueled, I decided that I wouldn’t let Harry ruin my day. I got in my car and drove to Starbucks. When I got there, I immediately saw Jacob behind the counter.

“Hey, Jacob!” I said.

“Hi Isabel! What’s up?” he asked.

“A lot.” I said with a sigh.

“Wanna talk about it when I get off? I have a break in five minutes.” Jacob offered.

“Sure.” I replied. I ordered my Caramel Macchiato and went to sit down. After Jacob’s shift was over, he came over to my table.

“So what’s the problem?” he asked with concern in his face.

“Do you remember Harry?” I asked him. Immediately, he looked angry.

“What did that jerk do?” he growled.

I explained the whole story and by the time I was done, Jacob was fuming. His fist was clenched and he said, “Where is he now?”

“I have no idea, but even if I did, I wouldn’t say. I don’t want you doing anything stupid over me.” I told him. He still looked mad so I asked, “Do you want to go for a walk in the park?” He agreed so we stood up and left Starbucks to go across the street to the park. When we got there, we started walking along one of the forest trails.

“Why are you still with this loser?” Jacob asked, still seething.

“I don’t know if we are.” I answered truthfully.

“Then it’s okay if I do this?” Jacob asked and then abruptly crashed his lips onto mine. His kiss just felt different from Harry’s. It felt…wrong somehow. I pulled away and Jacob looked confused.

“I just can’t do this right now Jacob.” I told him. He looked angered.

“Is it because I’m not famous? I’m not good enough because I’m not in a boy band?” he spat.

“No! I just don’t want to kiss you!” I said back. I was starting to get scared, so I reached into my purse and discreetly dialed Harry’s number. Please pick up, please pick up… I thought. Jacob got even angrier and pushed me up against a tree. I screamed, but we were too far into the forest for anyone to hear us. He started to forcefully crush his lips onto mine. I tried to pull away but his grip was too tight. Please help me Harry. That was my last thought right before Jacob slammed my head against a tree and everything went black.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Harry’s POV

I was sitting on my bed, trying to think of ways to get Isabel back, when I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out and looked at the caller I.D. It was Isabel! I answered immediately and started apologizing but I realized that she couldn’t hear me. I heard a scream and a male voice. Oh my gosh, Isabel is in trouble! I thought in a panic. I used the IPhone Tracker app and traced her cell phone. The app showed that she was about a mile into the forest trail at the park across from a Starbucks. I ran down the stairs, ignoring the boys’ yells, and drove to the park. Hold on, Isabel!

When I got to the park, I pulled out my phone again and ran in the direction of Isabel’s phone. It took about five minutes until I was about ten feet away from her. I hid behind a tree and looked at the scene. I was shocked and scared to see that Isabel was crumpled on the grass and her head was bleeding. I was even more shocked to see that git Jacob from Starbucks standing over her. He leant down to kiss her and before I could think, I launched myself from my hiding spot and tackled him.

I punched him in the face and heard a satisfying crunch come from his nose. He didn’t have time to react so it wasn’t hard to knock him unconscious. I left him on the grass and knelt next to Isabel. Without a second thought, I took off my T-Shirt and tied it around her bleeding head. Easily, I scooped her up and carried her off of the trail and into the main area and put her into my car. I drove to the hospital and the whole time I was thinking please don’t die.

When we arrived at the hospital, I picked up Isabel and carried her into the waiting room. The nurse behind the desk jumped up and called for a gurney. Soon, Isabel was wheeled into a room to be examined by doctors. The doctors wouldn’t let me in the room, so I stood in the waiting area and paced. After I got my head together, I called Liam and told him to get the boys and meet me at the hospital. Luckily, we had no photo shoots, interviews, or concerts today.

Finally, the lads arrived and I explained what I had seen happen, which still didn’t explain why she was unconscious and bleeding. Finally, a doctor came out and said, “Boys, I have news.”