More than just friends.. ( Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 6

Harry looks at me in complete anger.

"Who did this to you?" He yells.

I stop and look at him. Why is he so angry?

"Don't worry about it.. I'm fine.."I say looking down at the ground.

Harry walks up to my and hold me tight and whispers in my ear...

"No you're not, so quit lying."

My heart sinks. Should I tell him that Paris did this to me?

But then he will ask more questions about why she did this. 

And he might find out about the whole situation.

"Harry, can you just take me to the hospital, we will talk about this later." I say clutching my nose in pain.

I don't even know how I am standing here with a nose bleeding like there is no tomorrow and plus it's broken.

"Alright babe, lets get the other boys and we will go straight there." He says holding me by the hand.

His hands feel sweaty and he keeps looking at the ground. Is this another sign?

Oh well. I will have to figure that after I get my nose fixed.

*In the taxi*

We had to call a taxi since we walked to the coffee shop and we have no car. Plus I didn't want them calling an ambulance over a stupid broken nose.

I need to start being stronger rather than a wimp.

I sit in between Zayn and Harry clutching my nose with a paper towel that already has blood soaking through it.

I feel bad for not telling Harry what happened, but I don't want anybody else knowing about my problem with Paris.

We finally arrive at the hospital and we pay the taxi driver. He keeps eyeing me like I have something on my face.. ohh.. the broken nose.. great.

We rush into emergency and we tell the nurses about my situation.

They take me into a room to patch me up.

I get a big, white bandage on my nose.

I look horrible, and Paris did this to me...

We all leave the hospital and take another taxi home. I keep looking down or covering my nose, but the boys lower my hand and tell me that I look fine. But I am so embarrassed.

" Hey, Vanessa.. you never told us who did this to you." Harry says looking at me deeply in the eyes.

The million dollar question that I didn't not want to answer.

"Well it's this girl named Paris." I say slowly.

Harry looks at me confused.

"The Paris you used to go to school with? Why would she do that to you?" Harry asked while putting a hand  on my lap.

I think for a second. Come on think of some bull crap story I can tell him

"Errmm..well we kinda crashed into one another and she accidentally hit into me and I fell to the ground and broke my nose. She didn't actually brake my nose, that would be weird, cause we are like friends.." I say chuckling awkwardly.

Harry looks at me and I know he doesn't believe me.

Hopefully he doesn't ask anymore questions.... so i dont have to lie to him, and so he doesn't find out.

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