Styles, Harry Styles. (#Wattys2015)

The Hospital

The next morning when I wake up, I notice a white wall with a plasma TV. This is so not my room. 

I look around, but it hurts. I feel a sharp pain in my neck and throughout my body. I manage to turn just enough to realize where I slept over.

It's a huge room. There are a lot of beds and then at the end of the room, there's a huge window. I can kind of see the view outside, but it's not really much; just a parking lot.

This is not how I pictured hospital in my mind or I never saw this before. Usually, there are separate rooms, no?

I notice the clock and I read 9:50 am. 

Wait, don't I have school? Why am I here?

I try to get up, but it's hard and my hands are tied up. 

When I finally notice the remote attached to my bed, I see a nurse and I almost jump.

"Good morning, I see you finally woke up. How are you feeling?"

"Good but I'm confused. Aren't I supposed to be at school?"

"Good one dear."

What? Does she think this is some kind of joke? Well I'm not laughing here woman. 

"Um...I need to use the washroom, so can you untie me or something?"

"Very funny. You think you're the joker, don't you?" She says and smiles but then glares.

"No, I'm ..."

"Okay, okay I was just kidding around."

"So is it like April Fools today and is this why I'm here or is there something else going on?" I ask, still confused and the fact that she is looking so careless and whatsoever, doesn't really help the situation right now.

"Actually the part where you being stuck in bed wasn't a joke, young lady."

"Then what was?"

"You really don't remember last night, do you?"

"Um well yeah, I was at a party..."

"And then?"

"I don't know?"

"Do you want me to tell you?"

"Duh." As if it couldn't be more obvious.

"Okay, let me just show you."

"Um sure."

She hands me the newspaper which I'm guessing was today's issue.

Two dead and three injured after car crash.

The headline confused the hell out of me. How come I wasn't remembering anything, yet I ended up here in a room with lots of strangers and a rude nurse who isn't taking me seriously? 

"Okay and how does this affect me?"

"Well, you were in the other car."

"Other? What?"

"Just read the article, damn it."

"Okay okay. Sorry. Jeez."

As I go over the article, I try not to sob. It says that there has been a car crash. Two cars, one tree and 7 people.

They mention names of people I have never heard ever: Rebecca Fernandez, Laura Teresa, Joseph Mikhail, Michael Smith. However, near the end of the article, I read my name, Harry's name and Louis Tomlinson.

Wait, so Harry, Louis and I were apparently in the second car. It says we were driving too slowly. The other car had a drunk driver. Okay genius, maybe they were driving too fast?