Save You Tonight - One Direction

For The First Time

Hi everyone! Sorry about the delayed update, but during the school year, I'm a busy bee just like 90% of the rest of population, sadly. I have a new updating schedule that I hope you guys are okay with. I'm going to update either once every two weeks, but if I have time, I will update once a week. I wanna thank you guys so much for 5,000+ reads as well. That's absouletely incredible (:

I know the song that I used in this story is by The Script, but I tried making my own song, and it turned out quite horiible, lol.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and once again thank you so much for everything. <3 I wanna dedicate this chapter to Savannastyles. She's really helped me out throughout this story, and it would mean the WORLD to me if you checked out her amaing story .(:

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Harry's P.O.V

Everything was happening so fast, too fast. A group of nurses came in to take Daniella away before I could say anything. Liam and Paul finally pried Zayn off of Connor who could barely get himself off. Niall came in and took me out to the hall and started speaking, but I couldn't hear anything. Niall shook me, obviously trying to get my attention.

"...She's in the ICU. They said she'll probably be in for another surgery really soon. Are you hearing any of this," Niall asked. "We have to get over there with Paul now. They need approval from him before starting."

Paul appeared as soon as he heard his name, and we quickly made our way to the ICU. Paul had a short conversation with the doctor, and the doctor disappeared.

"She'll be in surgery, but the doctor said it shouldn't be long. She'll be back and healthy before we know it, Harry," Paul said, putting a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

Louis walks in with a worried look on his face. We catch him up, but he doesn't look the slightest bit relieved, just like how I'm feeling myself. I don't think I can feel relieved unless she tells me she's better herself.

"Zayn and Connor are both in the clinic getting cleaned up," Louis tells us. "Thanks for leaving me with them too, by the way," he mutters under his breath.

That reminds me, why were they fighting in the first place? As we walk to the clinic part of the hospital, I try to remember what the problem. All I can think of was Zayn pounding him while I was panicking about Daniella.

We walk in to see Connor sitting down on a small cotton bed, having a black eye and a busted lip. Zayn sat on a chair across the small room with an ice pack on his head and  a bruise on his jawline. Thankfully, neither of them are hurt too badly.

"What was this fight all about," I asked, angry. I wasn't really sure why or who I was mad at. Maybe I was just stressed out with all this drama, it came out as anger.

"Go on, tell him," Zayn told Connor with a glare. I could tell it pained him to talk from the way he moved the ice pack from his forehead to his jawline. I stare Zayn and then Connor, obviously confused and waiting for Connor to explain.

"It was me," Connor said, not a hint of guilt or regret visible in his eyes. In fact, you could sense a little bit of smugness in his tone of voice. I step towards him, now standing only 2 feet away from him, telling him to go on.

"I was the one who hit on her, kissed her-multiple times by the way - did this to her. It was me," he said. Why was he being so calm about this? Did he not know that there was a huge possibility that he was going to jail? "She deserved it," he said, shrugging.

It wasn't long before I punched him hard in the lower stomach area. His face scrunched up in pain as his arm flew to where I punched him. He gave me one of those what the hell? looks, but I shook my head in disgust.