Chapter Eight. Pt 1

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  • Dedicated to Hannah lucas
                                    

SONG: BITTERSWEET BY ELLIE GOULDING

this chapter is dedicated to my best friend Hannah L. for being such an amazing friend

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

What the hell is that annoying sound?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I open my eyes slightly and suddenly I'm blinded by what seems to be the brightest white ever.

"What in the bloody hell?",I say covering my eyes with my hands.

Squinting at the light I slowly open my eyes and what I see brings tears to my eyes. It's Niall. He's in the bed beside me connected too all kinds of tubes and wires. The only sign of life is the beeping of his monitor. I try to get up to go over to him but get held back by restraints. What the fuck happened? Luckily I had taken an extra class last year on ropes and restraints. So I carefully get my way out of the brown straps and look around. Good, no one noticed. Looking down at myself I realize that I'm connected to some iv thing and there is a cast on my leg. That's just great. I rip off the covers and pull out the iv. Then I slowly get out of bed and drag my monitor and myself over to nialls bed. I look down and see that hes got many bruises and cuts among his scrawny little body. I start to cry. Who did this to him? He was gonna be-

"Hello Mr.Styles, nice to see you awake this morning", A female doctor says at the door. "Come with me and ill take you down to the cafeteria and explain the previous events that landed you here".

Even though I prefer not to eat I follow her, wanting to know what had happened. When we leave the room we go left then onto an elevator that takes us down to first floor. We walk a few more minuets until we arrive at the cafeteria. She leads me over to a table and motions for me to sit. I do as told and stare blankly at her.

"You must be wondering why you're here, correct?"she asks. I nod my head. " Well, Mr.Styles I-" "Harry is my name",I interrupt. "Well, Harry, you and Niall seem to have gotten in a little fight back at the ward",she says calmly. I nod again signaling for her to continue. "A boy named Louis attacked you an Niall while you were waiting to go to get food. He hit you with a chair causing you to black out and then continued to kick you which is how your leg got broken. During all this Niall gets between you and Louis and tries to stop him. Louis then took everything out on him leaving him with three broken ribs,a sprained wrist,two black eyes and some major cut and bruises."

I can feel myself crying. How could i let this happen? It's all my fault! I curl up into a ball on the floor and cry after the doctor leaves. I don't know what to do. I feel so bad for all this. Wait, Ddidn't she say Louis? As in my roommate? Why is everything so messed up all the time? I start to cry even harder. Then i hear a kind and gentle voice.

"Are you okay?"

I look up and see a medium height girl with brown hair and dark eyes. She holds out her hand to pull me up. I grab it and stand up.

"Thanks. Whats your name?",I ask.

"My name is Hannah, yours?"

"I'm Harry, nice to meet you.".........

TO BE CONTINUED

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