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I wake up, and heard a sqeeking voice somewhere. And it turns out, it's from my head.
I open my eyes slowly but every thing i do, just made an ubelievible pain. I let out a grown, i slowly sat up. And i look at my surroundings. I'm in a bedroom?
But this isn't my bedroom. This room is bigger then mine. This room is painted dark chocolate, white beds, pictures. Where the hell am i?
I slowly sat up and my head is just spinning like hell. I tried to stand up, but i fell back to the bed. That just made my head more crazy. "Shit.." i murmured.
"Hey, you're awake" I look at the person who made those shrieking noise. Harry. "Harry? W-where am i?" I asked. I put my hand on the back of my head. God.. it hurts like hell.
"You're in my place. My house" he said. Taking a sit next to me. He hand me a cup of tea, but i shook my head. "God..." Not such a good idea. I held my hand to my head again.
"Come on. It'll make you feel better" Harry said, handing me the tea once more. I sigh, and take it from his hand. I take a sip from the tea. And put it away again. "Thanks" "What am i doing here?" I asked. Letting out a grown. I look at my wrist and my hand. It is cutted. But it has bandage to cover it up.
"Uh-you passed out" Harry said. Scrunching his nose. I passed out?
"Uh-how?" "You don't remember?" Harry asks. Running his hand to his curly hair. "Uh-i remember poeple are fighting, and i fell just that" i shrug. I closed my eyes, because the pain it left.
Shit...
"Uh-well, it's correct. But, not all" Harry look down at first, and bring his eyes to me. And then, i realised his lips is cut, and his jaw line and on the corner on his eye is blue. "Harry, what happend to your face?" I said, pointing at his face. "You really doesn't remember. Okay.. uh"
Harry taps his hand into his thighs. He seems so nervous. God.. my head!
"Okay, well.. Do you remember me and you going to K-" "KFC. Yes i do" i nodded. "Okay, well. Remember Zayn appeared?" I gave him a quick "hm"
Because i could not take any pain from my head. "Okay, well. What do you remember after that?" Harry asks. Tapping he feet.
"Uh-i guess. Me and Zayn fought" i look down at my feet, blinking away the tears.
"And uh-all i remember after thatbis i saw 2 people fighting, and i black out" I look up at Harry again. "Well, the two people who fought was me and Zayn"
Oh.my.god.
"Ar-are you o-okay?" I asked. Taking his hand. "Yeah, i'm fine. Don't worry about me" Harry smiles.
"Are you shitting me? It is not alright, look at your face it-" "Really, i'm alright" Harry squeezes my hand. I let out a sigh and look at him. Telling him to continue.
"Uh-when we fought, you tried to pushed Zayn away from me, and then Zayn pushed you to the ground" I gasped at his words.
Zayn hurted me.
Zayn.
"No" i said, more like a whisper.
"Yes, Amanda. Your head fell first to the ground, and you passed out. But, now worries the doctor says you're gonna be alright" i felt a sting on the back of my head.
Shit...
"How long did i passed out?" I asked.
Giving Harry the tea.
