Moments Like These (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (Watty Awards 2012)

Chapter 29

As the knife was inching closer and closer, it ran across Harry's arm, I screamed and fell to the floor crying, there was nothing I could do, Harry would just hold me back, and that would get him killed. I was sobbing on the floor when the door burst open for the second time that day, this time five or six police officers came running in with their guns pointed at Kevin, one came in through the back  and grabbed the knife from Kevin, "stand up, and put your hands up!" one of the officers screamed, Harry's arm was cut deep, but it could have been a lot worse, he was losing a lot of blood, and was looking pale, I crawled over to him,

"Jay, get a paramedic" he said as he passed out, I frantically took off my shirt, not caring that I was now only in a bra, and wrapping it around his arm tightly, I didn't think it had gotten him this bad, but now that I saw it, it was the length of his arm and was very deep.

 I ran up to the paramedics, they were younger boys, and were drooling over me, "excuse me, my boyfriend is in there bleeding to death" I snapped,

"s-sorry" one of them said rushing around getting all the things they would need. They ran inside yelling things to each other, I saw Harry carried out on a stretcher,

"Miss would you like to come along?" one of the paramedics said handing me a jumper to pull over my head, I nodded fiercely and jumped into the back of the ambulance.

 Everyone was running around in the tiny space, hooking Harry up to I.V's and sticking needles in his arms, I couldn't help but feel this was all my fault, that I did this, and if he didn't survive it then his death would be on my hands, I leaned over and lightly brushed my lips onto Harry's "I love you so much Hazza, and everything is going to be alright, when you get out of here we will continue the tour, and we will go around having tons of dates, and adventures that will have us laughing for the rest of our lives" Harry's head nodded slightly, and I smiled to know that at least he could hear me.

When the ambulance came to a halt, they were out the door, I followed close behind, squeezing Harry's hand the whole time, we came to a room where they again started hooking Harry up to more IV's "we don't have anymore AB negative!" one of the doctors shouted, my ears perked up listening,

"well, he will die with out it!" my voice hitched, I knew I had AB negative blood, but there was one problem, everyone knew, I was and am deathly afraid of needles, and the sight of blood, I slowly stood up, why Harry and I share the same blood type that is the rarest in the world, I have no clue, luck? If you can call it that.

"Sir, I have AB negative blood type" I said sheepishly as I was already thinking of the needle,

"alright well are you willing to donate!?" the doctor frantically said back, I nodded in response.

I was getting dragged down different hallways until we came to a door, "alright, so we need to hurry, this is going to save Harry's life I hope you know" the elderly nurse said from behind her glasses,

"I know, that's why I'm doing it, I love him" I said with a sigh, she turned around washing off equipment and came back over wrapping a blue rubber band just above my elbow,

"ready?" she said pulling out a needle, I gasped and felt faint, Harry's beautiful face flashed into my mind, his electrifying green eyes starring into mine, to never see those again would be hell, I closed my eyes and nodded.

Suddenly there was a pinch, I looked down to see the blood being drawn, again I gasped but with in seconds I was calm thinking about Harry. She took two bag fulls, and I was feeling slightly dizzy, she gave me a juice and a cookie telling me to eat those before I go back to Harry's room. I did as I was told as quickly as I possibly could.

When I walked into Harry's room, the doctor had hooked him up to the blood, the color was returning to Harry's face, and his curls again had there full bounce, I smiled as I was seeing my Harry come back, safe, they were stitching up his arm, when they finished the last stitch they wrapped a white bandage around it and left me alone.