Remembering To Forget (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Kendall’s POV:

     The next morning when I woke up at one o’ clock in the afternoon, I panicked. I had to be at work in half an hour! Jumping out of my bed, I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face. I then changed into my khaki pants and green Starbucks polo top. After braiding my hair, I applied some natural make-up and grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys. Since I was already running late, I had no time for breakfast. Running down the stairs, I jumped into my Nissan Altima and quickly drove to work. As soon as I got on to the main road, something terrible happened. An eighteen wheeler was speeding down the wrong lane – which just happened to be the one I was in. All I heard were car honks and tire screeching before a loud cash and me blacking out.

Harry’s POV:

     The lads and I were watching rugby currently, and Eleanor, Danielle, and Erin were over. Kendall and Chanel would have been here, but they are at work. The rugby game was suddenly interrupted by a reporter’s face showing up, and the words ‘Breaking News’ flashing across the screen. “There has reportedly been a car accident in down town London just now,” she said. “A blue Nissan Altima was crashed into an eighteen wheeler truck, that the truck driver had lost all control of. The truck driver was reported alright, with only minor cuts and brusies. However, the driver of the Nissan has been seriously injured,” she explained. There was a muffled sound coming off, and the reporter’s eyes went wide and she nodded. Turning her attention back at the screen, she said, “We have just recieved intel that the driver of the Nissan Altima was in fact, singer Harry Styles’ current girlfriend, Kendall Woods.”

     Everyone in the room froze as the reporter said those last few words, and my heart stopped beating. No. This can’t be happening. Kendall – MY Kendall – was in a car accident. Everyone in the room was still frozen in shock, but Louis seemed to be the first one to snap out of it. “Come on! We need to get to the hospital!” he yelled, jumping off of the couch and pulling Eleanor up with him.

     All of us nodded and ran down to our cars. Niall, Erin, and Zayn came with me in my car as Eleanor, Danielle, Liam, and Louis went in Louis’. Starting up my car, I drove down the road and to the hospital with the others close behind and as Zayn called up Chanel, telling her what had happened and told her to meet us at the hospital. The entire time, Kendall was on my mind. What if she’s really, really hurt? No, Harry, you can’t think those thoughts. Kendall is a strong girl, and she will be perfectly fine. She has to be. When we pulled up at the hospital, we ran towards the front desk.

     “Kendall Woods,” I said, panting.

     The receptionist looked up and her eyes widened as she saw all of us. She quickly typed on her computer and said, “Second floor, room 114.”

     We thanked her and ran towards the elevators. When we finally got to the second floor, we searched for Kendall’s room. Finally, when we got there, we opened the door and walked in. There, on the bed, was an unconscious, pale looking Kendall. We all rushed inside, and Liam closed the door behind him as I went and sat on the chair on the right side of Kendall. There was an IV stuck in Kendall’s left arm, and I took her right hand in both of mine. The machine on the side kept on sending off continuous, steady beeps. Kendall’s red hair was spread out on her pillow, and I saw Eleanor putting her hand on Kendall’s forehead, brushing off some locks of hair. The room door then opened, revealing Chanel in her Starbucks uniform. When she saw Kendall, she rushed over to my side and crouched down, putting her hand on Kendall and tears were brimming her eyes.