Loving you is easy (A Harry Styles and Lisa Cimorelli love story)

Chapter 13: ... And letting go

HARRY POV

I woke up by someone shaking me. I looked up to see a nurse looking at me.

'I'm sorry, honey. But you need to leave, we need to run some tests on her' I looked at Lisa, she was lying there, lifeless. I sighed and got up, taking a look at my watch. Apparently I've slept there an hour or less. I walked out of the ICU and I headed to Mom Cimorelli's room. As soon as I stepped inside, I felt my body numb.

'Harry...' Mom Cimorelli said, looking at me. She had tears on her eyes, Lauren and Kath were sitting with her... giving her some comfort. I walked straight to the couch and sat heavily, putting my hands on my face.

'What happened?' Lauren asked, scared. I sighed, looking at her.

'She's alive... but in a coma. They don't know when or if she will ever wake up' I sobbed. She hugged me, and I let myself fall apart. I knew I needed to be strong but I couldn't. I heard someone sobbing, we were all broken, our hearts were shattered.

'Harry...' I heard Christina and my anger boiled.

'Don't you dare' I said threatening her, she just nodded. I got up fast.

'Where are you going?' Lauren asked me with tears falling down her cheeks.

'I'm gonna find that son of a bitch' I said, walking out the room. As I was walking to the elevator, a detective stopped me.

'Where are you going, son?' He asked me, but I didn't replied. I pushed the elevator button and a few minutes later I was in the first floor. My anger was boiling, my fist were tightened. I passed the front door and saw flashes. Paparazzi, great, wonderful. I tried to sneak out, but it was impossible. I felt an arm grabbing me and bringing me back to the hospital. Louis.

'Thank you' I told him, once we were inside again. The boys were there too.

'It's okay' He said patting my back. We all walked to the cafeteria, where we asked for a table next to a window but far from the people.

'What happened?' Niall asked, worried. I sighed, trying to hold my tears.

'Have you watched the tv?' I rudely asked him and I saw as everyone frowned. 'I'm sorry' I quickly said, shaking my head. This was getting my nerves and the lack of sleep and the anger that was boiling inside of me made me have an awful humor.

'We get it, we are here man. You can trust in us, let it go dude' Liam, who was sitting next to me, said to me while patting my back. I sighed, once again.

'I just... I feel useless and helpless. And I feel scared, and confused about the fact that I've never felt this angry. I want to kill that son of a bitch, I want to shoot him myself.' I let out. They kept their position and Liam nodded.

'I know you feel like that, and I am so sorry' He said, making me feel better about the fact that I had psychopath thoughts.

'Have you talked to the police?' Niall asked.

'They don't know much' I sadly replied. I felt my phone vibrating on the table, but I wasn't in the mood to pick it up.

'Are you answering that call?' Zayn asked and I shook my head. He grabbed the phone and answered for me. I wasn't really listening to what he was saying, I was in my own world. I was tired, but I knew that I wasn't going to be able to sleep. So, instead of wasting my time trying to fall asleep, I rather be here, with her.

'Who was that?' Louis asked Zayn, once he hung up. I looked at him.

'It was the detective in charge of the investigation. They found Lisa's phone' He told and I nodded... but then it hit me. I got up fast.

'Where are you going?' Liam asked me.

'That dude called her' I replied, running away. I don't know how, but I managed to get to my car, sneaking from the paparazzi that were hunting us. I drove to the police station and once there, I asked to speak with detective Miller.

'Harry...' He said, once he saw me. I walked to him.

'He called her, that douchebag called her' I replied fast and he motioned me to follow him. We walked to an office where some people were working.

'Tell me everything you know' He said, while calling another officer, probably to witness or type down what I was about to say.

'He called her, the same day that she went missing. I don't know the name of the dude, but if you have her phone, you should check it. It was around 3 or 4pm. She yelled at him over the phone, something like... she wanted him to stay away from her.' I desperately said. I'm an asshole, I had all the evidence there and I wasn't able to put the pieces together.

'Thank you Harry, we'll call you once we get his name' The detective said, turning around. But before he could walk away, I grabbed his arm.

'I want to know his name, I want to see his face. I want his address. I'm going to kill that bastard' I said, in a serious tone.

'I know you want to, and trust me, you're not the only one. But that's not how things work-'

'Am I supposed to watch him go to jail? I don't want him breathing the same air as me' I replied angry

'Let's first find him, then we'll see' He said, walking away. I stood there, closing my eyes and calming a little bit. I knew I wasn't going to be able to kill him myself, but I wanted him to suffer the same way that I was suffering..

I drove back to the hospital, and back to Mom Cimorelli's room. I walked inside but stopped when I realized that the tension in the air could be cut by a knife. They all looked at me, Lynne had tears in her eyes and Christina's cheeks were red. She pointed at me.

'This is your fault' She yelled at me. I wasn't really in the mood to reply to her or even to listen to what she had to say. I walked to the window.

'Christina, now is not a good time' I heard Dad Cimorelli. He was trying to calm her, but that wasn't working.

'Why? You barely know him and you treat him as your son? All because one of your daughters is now back to your life? A little reminder that the one that left us behind trying to fix the broken pieces, it was her her not me' She snapped and I couldn't control it anymore. I turned around.

'Listen to me, I may not be part of your family and I know we just met a few weeks ago. You can talk anything you want about me but don't you dare talking about one of your siblings when she's dying in a fucking bed of this hospital' I snapped back at her. The room went quiet, and I stormed out of the room.

'Harry, wait' I heard Lauren yelling at me. I stopped and turned around, waiting for her. 'Where are you going?' She asked me.

'I'm going to see lisa' I told her.

'Can I go?' She asked me and I laughed

'Of course you can come' I replied. We walked to the desk, where the doctor was talking to another doctor. He turned around.

'Harry' he greeted me. 'You came here to see her?' He asked me and I nodded.

'Can she join? She's Lisa's sister' I asked and the doctor nodded. We walked to to ICU and stopped, as usual, in front of the window made of glass.

'You know the procedure, you have 30 minutes. You know where to call me if something happens' The doctor explained to me again and then he walked away. We stepped inside the small room and I heard a gasping. Lauren had her hand on her mouth and her eyes were full of tears.

'Come here' I grabbed her arm and led her to the chair next to the bed. I walked to Lisa and kissed her forehead. 'Hey, I came to see you with Lauren' I told Lisa, hoping that she could heard me.

'Hey, Lise' Lauren greeted her, grabbing her hand. 'Just hold on, don't give up' She told her, sobbing. I looked out the window. Please hold on Lisa, don't leave me.

*** I know this was a very sad chapter, but I hope the sad chapters end soon so we can have a lot of cheesy and romantic moments. I can't wait hahaha

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