She's My Girl

Shot

POV: Natilie

"Can we sing now?" I groaned. I was so bored.

"Natilie, I told you already. When Fifth Harmony is done recording their song then you can sing some." Simon was close to snapping at me. Between Fifth Harmony and Four Minutes Left, he was close to killing us. I know your group already had some ideas and someone has helped my group with a basic idea for the music. Mostly acoustic for the first single.

"Fine, fine." I rolled my eyes. "Can I at least go around some?"

"I'd go now before Lauren sees you leaving." Michelle nodded her head towards the door. "I'll tell her you went to get something from the front desk."

"Thanks," I quickly wheeled myself out of the room and into the elevator. I pushed the ground floor button and waited for the elevator to get there patiently.

"Hello Miss Carson," the bottom floor elevator guard greeted me.

"Hello Mr Jeff. Can you get that door for me?" I pointed to the back exit door a few feet away.

"Absolutely Miss Carson." He gave me a smile before quickly rushing to the door and holding it open for me.

"Thank you Mr Jeff." I high fived him as I wheeled myself out and he laughed.

Freedom. Thank fuck. I haven't had alone time in weeks. I love the girls and Lauren, but damn they can be trouble. They definitely haven't left me alone for a second with my ankle.

"Natilie! What are you and Lauren? When are you healed? Does Four Minutes Left plan on sticking together?" Flashes of lights blinded me as I wheeled myself out. It was just after nine, so it was getting dark.

"Fucking hell," I whispered to myself and continued to wheel myself down the street. I should've at least brought a guard with me. Lauren is going to be so pissed at me.

"Let's give the public something good to see." A guy with a camera cut me off as he rolled footage of me.

"Please get out of my way." I sighed, but once he didn't I backed up to go around him.

He quickly shuffled in front of me and aimed his camera a little better before reaching into his waistband and pulling out a pistol.

"Shit! Fuck!" I did my best to wheel myself away quickly, but the paparazzi dropped their cameras and ran, leaving me blocked in. "Please don't shoot! Please! I've been shot before and I almost died! Please!" I was sobbing as I turned back around. I'm defenseless.

"Keep begging. This is great." The guy chuckled as he extended the gun in my direction.

I just bowed my head and accepted my fate. There's no way in hell I can survive being shot twice.

"You fucker! Leave her alone!" I heard Lauren's voice getting closer.

"Ooo, even better. Let's see how it goes when I do this? Who will she go for?" The guy pulled the hammer back on the revolver before pulling the trigger.

My world stopped as I went limp. I quickly lost feeling just below my left shoulder. My breaths were becoming shallow as I coughed my first bit of blood up. My lung.

I opened my eyes a bit to see Lauren shooting the guy in the chest before rushing over to me.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Lauren tried to press on my chest, but it was pointless. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out a tampon. "Let's see if this trick words. Please work." Lauren had tears streaming down her face as she jammed the tampon into the wound.