All the Time (One Direction Fan Fiction ~Harry and Niall)

Hospital girls - part 19

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Harry's POV

I heard her scream. It was a mix of her life and death. I screamed with her as we spun and flipped over, the airbag slightly cushioning the crash. It was all a blur.

Time slowed down as the car stopped moving and I felt some pain in my left arm and my head was throbbing, but I looked at Emma and I groaned and cursed.

"Emma?" I asked. She was leaking blood and there was glass everywhere. I carefully moved before I noticed some glass stuck under her neck and she was bleeding a lot and her breathing became infrequent.

"Emma!" I shouted, my vision blackening slowly as I heard the wail of sirens quickly approaching.

I focused on Emma and let out a strangled cry. I would not give up on her.

There was a sudden creaking and span of metal to my left as the door was ripped off its hinges. I saw the same happening on Emma's side.

"Emma!" I cried as sturdy arms lifted me carefully out of the mangled car and onto a stretcher.

"Emma!" I screamed again.

"She will be okay," the fireman who had lifted me out reassured me before I felt the paramedic officer place a mask over my face slowly. The other paramedic was over the other side of the car, helping the two fireman with Emma.

I let out another cry and the paramedic sighed and injected a liquid into my upper arm. I cried out before I felt my vision blackening and everything spun into darkness.

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I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the faint light above me before registering the doctor standing at the end of my bed. I was in a white room by myself with some doctor I didn't know. Great.

"Is she okay?" My voice cracked and my throat suddenly felt really dry and the doctor must have read my mind. He pushed a few buttons and the bed moved upwards, pushing my into a sitting position and he handed me a glass of water. I took it with my right arm, suddenly noticing my left arm was in a sling and my ribs were hurting slightly.

But my head was the worst. I winced as it throbbed slightly.

I felt a liquid trickle into my arm as the doctor watched me. We were like that for 10 minutes until the pain subsided. I sighed in relief before asking the doctor the same question.

"Is she okay?"

He smiled at me. "Yes, she is.. okay as you put it."

I frowned. I was not happy with that answer.

"Did they get the bags from the trunk?" I had bought the purple hoodie for her.

"Yes, they were all fine, you two and the car, not so much," he said slowly.