Protecting Amy

Chapter 8

~~~Sarah POV~~~

I couldn't stop thinking about how Louis called me a demon. I know he was joking, but it still hurt me. I don't know why it made me so sad. It just did. Maybe because someone so perfect said it.

Wait. What did I just say?

He's not perfect. No one is perfect. I don't feel hurt by his words. I'm fine. It's all perfectly fine. I kept telling myself all of thsose things until I reached my room. The bed on the floor was neatly ceaned up. The blankets folded and put on the end of the bed and the pillows returned to their place.

I looked in the bed for Amy, but didn't see her. Maybe Talia cleaned up. Just as I was about to shower, my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said.

"Sarah! Sarah! You have to get down to the hospital now!" It was Talia's panicked voice.

"What? Why? What happened? Where is Amy and Emily?" I rushed out.

"Amy is here Sarah. That's why you need to get down here. Emily is with me, but Amy isn't well. You have to come now." She said, and I could tell she was crying.

'I'll bring the boys, but I'm on my way." I said and hung up. I turned toward my door and ran into the kitchen. "ZAYN! We have to get to the hospital! Something's wrong with Amy! Talia took her to the hospital while we were pulling that prank! Something's wrong with her Zayn! Something's wrong with my little Amy." I whispered the last part, and I suddenly saw darkness in the corners of my eyes.

Louis' panicked face was the last thing I saw before I fell into the black.

~~~~Zayn's POV~~~

After Louis and Sarah's little 'argument', I stood up and put our bowls in the sink. I had just turned the water on when Sarah came running back in. She looked horrified and I stopped the water. The bowl still in my hadn when she yelled my name.

"ZAYN! We have to get to the hospital! Something's wrong with Amy! Talia took her to the hospital while we were pulling that prank! Something's wrong with her Zayn! Something's wrong with my little Amy." I dropped the bowl I was holding when she said that.

Why does her life have to be so horrible? Why can't the universe or whoever just leave her the hell alone? This girl has been through so much already. She doesn't deserve any of it. I hate that she has to go through all of this.

"Louis!" I yelled to the boy and gestured toward Sarah.

He realized what I was thinking and rushed to her side. Right before she fell, he had her in his arms bridal style. I motioned for him to follow me, and the other boys came not far behind. We all got into Louis car and Harry slid into the drivers seat.

"Haz, we have to get to the hospital! Hurry!" I shouted to the curly haired lad.

He nodded and started the car. Sarah laid motionless in the back seat, her head on Louis lap and feet on Niall. I was sat in the middle so her bum was resting on me. Since I've known her longest and she's practically my sister, I didn't have to worry about a 'certain something' coming to life.

I looked around the car, to see everyones face. Liam looked shocked. Niall looked on the verge of tears. Harry looked calm, he doesn't like showing his feelings. Louis looked...........well he looked worried sick and completley and utterly terrified. I wonder why.....

I looked down at Sarah and felt a tear roll down my cheek. I feel so bad for her. She's so delicate right now. She needs someone to help her thorugh it all, and I will be that person until she finds another.

"Z?" Sarah whispered.

"I'm here S. It's gonna be alright. We're almost to the hospital." I said to her.