^ Harrys house (outside)
^inside harrys house
Harry~
We walk into my home and i can tell she is at a loss for words. she keeps looking around and smiling. i cant help but smile as i watch her. she looks so damn cute. Sara seems to be a very caring woman. i just cant help but wonder what happened in her house. one minute shes all happy going in, but not even 10 minutes later shes running out with blood on her head crying. as soon as i saw the blood i got protective of her. this has never happened to me. what surprised me was when she ran into my arms. she didn't even think twice about it but just ran. when i saw her sister run out i didn't know what to do or say, but when she stood in front of me like she was protecting me, my heart hurt. i dont know what shes been through, but i could tell shes been hurt before.
all i can think of is how i need to protect her from anything else. shes to precious to be hurt. i never want her to feel like that, but i fist need to get her to trust me enough to let me protect her.
"so, Sara. do you want coffee or tea?" i secretly hope she says tea or milk to help confirm if shes a little or not but i cant make it to obvious. as i look at her i can see the wheels in her head turning. "do you have some chocolate milk?" she slightly tilts her head as she asks this. i try so hard to contain the excitement i feel as she asks this. "of course. if you want to sit at the bar ill grab it." i turn to my fridge and quickly grab her the chocolate milk. shes a little! i cant believe my luck right now. i turn round to set the milk in front of her and notice shes still standing.
"are you ok hun? is your head still hurting?" instantly i start to worry. she looks pale and like she might faint any second. "im ok. just a little light headed. can we sit on the couch please?" i set her milk on the bar and help her to the couch. as she sits down i can see her pale even more than she already was. "i think i should take you to the ER. your head stopped bleeding but your super pale love." i barely finish my sentence before she faints. instantly i pick her up and head back out to my car. i ut her in the back laying own and jump into the drivers seat.
2 HOURS LATER~
im sitting in the waiting room to hear if Sara is ok. ive been sitting here for over an hour and a half waiting. i have my head in hands waiting. i dont know what id do if she isn't ok. we just met yet i cant imagine if she was hurt to the point of losing her.
"Harry Styles?"
i look up instantly and see a doctor. i jump up and rush to him. "thats me. is she ok? whats wrong?" everything rushes out in a jumbled mess. the doctor looks at me with caution. "Sara will be fine. she has a slight concussion, but she will be fine. are you her brother? cousin? boyfriend?" as he asks this i realize, how am i supposed to explain the situation? we just met but she feels like more than a girl i just met. "im her boyfriend." i will have to explain this to Sara when she is back in my arms and i know she may be freaked out but, its worth it. "ok Mr.Styles, do you know how this happened?" instantly i remember her sister running out after her. "i dont now exactly but when we were at her house, she ran out with the blood running down her face. her sister ran out after her." i can see the doctor doesn't believe. but i have to try to make him believe me. "well Mr.Styles, would you mind speaking to the police and giving them a statement? Ms. Alvarado said she wanted to press charges on the person who did this. She said to speak with you about who did it." as those words sunk in, i knew it was her sister. why else would Sara tell them to speak to me about who hurt her?
"of course. i would be more than happy to give the police my statement." the doctor nods and walks to the receptionists desk. i sit back down and feel my body become more tense than it already was. her own SISTER did this to her. how could family hurt each other like that? i look up to the clock and realize that ive been here for almost three hours now. i look around and see a police officer walk in. he walks up to me and asks,"are you Harry Styles?" "yes sir, thats me." he looks at me and motions for me to follow him, so i do.
we walk into a room where he motions for me to sit down. "so, Mr.Styles. would you mind telling me everything that happened?" i tell him everything i knew, not leaving out a detail. after 30 minutes we are finished. "thank you Mr.Styles. we will be in touch." after shaking his hand i walk back into the waiting room and head towards the nurses station. "excuse me, but i was wondering when i will be able to see Sara Alvarado?" the nurse clicks away on her computer. "Name?" "Harry Styles." she continues to click on her computer. why is this taking so long? should she just give me a frame of time?
"shes been asking for you sir. if you would like i can call another nurse to take you to her room?" it takes me a second to realize Sara has been asking for me yet no one came to get me. "yes please." i wait by the doors waiting for a nurse to escort me to her room. "Mr.Styles, if you would follow me please." i follow the nurse and soon stop in front of a door with a police officer on either side. the nurse tells them my name along with hers and they allow us through. as i step into the room i see Sara laying in the bed. she looks over at me and starts to cry. i rush to her side and hold her the best i can considering shes attached to machines.
"shh baby. im here. no one will hurt you again. i promise. its ok baby, im here." i try to comfort her the best i can. she doesnt speak but soon she calms down and falls asleep holding my hand. i make a silent promise that i will protect her from anything else. no matter what.
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