I'm Broken {Harry Styles}

Chapter 12

| Lacey's POV |

I awoke to the loud beeping of my alarm. It was a very restless night for me after my nightmare. I haven't been getting many nightmares about mum recently. I guess I've just been so busy with work and taking classes that I haven't really thought much of the incident.

I begrudgingly got out of bed and lazily got dressed into my work clothes and put my hair into a messy bun. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I flinched at my reflection in the mirror. There were dark bags under my eyes and big splotchy bruises on my cheeks. My eyes were dull and bloodshot. I look dead.

After brushing my teeth I went into my room to put on foundation to cover up my hideous reflection. I looked in my makeup bag but I couldn't find it. I looked around on the floor and my bed until I remembered I put it in my purse before going to Zayn's. I began panicking. I can't go to work like this. People will clearly see that I got hit. Oh my god, what am I going to do?

Meg.

She knows about Dylan, maybe I could call her to borrow concealer. I sighed in relief and got my phone. Oh right I thought it's dead. I plugged it in and when it came up a bunch of calls and messages came up. I must have had thirty missed calls and at least a hundred texts. I checked the calls first and saw that they were all from Bella, Mark, and Jerry who I work with and Ryan, Meg's boyfriend, and Meg's mum. I started getting anxious as I quickly went to read the texts. I looked at Ryan's first.

From: Ryan Turner

Where are you

From: Ryan Turner

Meg got in an accident

From: Ryan Turner

She's at the hospital

From: Ryan Turner

Come now

From: Ryan Turner

She needs you here why aren't you answering your phone

I stopped reading there and hastily climbed out my window, still clutching my phone in my hand. I could walk from here to the hospital, it wasn't that far. I began running to the back of my house and onto the next street over until I got to the main road. I kept running down that street, passing many people and actually bumping into a few. I didn't even stop to apologize. I could see the hospital up ahead. That just fueled me further and I picked up my pace. I crashed through the entrance and didn't even look at the people waiting, who must be thoroughly judging me. I raced up to the front desk, breathing heavily.

"Megan Barone," I breathed to the lady. She looked quite startled by my appearance.

"Room 28C," she replied after checking her computer, which took much too long compared to my haste. I immediately rushed over to the stairs, the elevator is way too slow, and climbed them two at a time until I reached the third floor. I rushed through the halls looking for room 28.

There it is. I slammed the door open and saw many pairs of eyes turn towards me. There was Ryan, Meg's mother and father, and her sister Amelia. The only person who wasn't looking at me was Meg. She was lying down in the hospital bed, a bandage around her head and her foot elevated with a cast around it and her left arm. She had bruises all over her skin and small cuts everywhere.

I slowly moved over to the side of her bed, still breathing heavily with a red face and sweat dripping down my neck.

"W-what happened?" My voice sounded thick in my throat. I could feel tears pricking at my eyes, ready to escape.