I Promise

At the Hospital...( part 1)

~Louis POV~

I heard Camila scream just as I turned around. I ran to her and founded her on her knees next to a lifeless looking Harry...

~Camila's POV~

The paramedics has arrived 10 minutes after we called them. I had preformed CPR on Harry with The rest of the boys freaking out. Ok so you might think CPR is like kissing but it comes nothing close to it. But the weird thing was that the second my lips touched his, even if it was CPR and Harry was unconscious, I still felt a surge if electricity run through my veins. I think I might like him.... But only a bit!

I asked to ride in the Ambulance but they told me only family could. Louis also asked to ride but again they neglected it. He cursed and yelled at them as they closed the door and drove away. I didn't have a car so I grabbed Harry's keys that laid in the yard. I ran to his car and Liam followed trying to pull the other boys along to the car. Niall was the last one in the car and I barely gave him time to shut the door before I stepped on the peddle.

When we reached the ER we sat down in the waiting room. Liam was comforting Louis who was crying his eyes out. Zayn had left with Niall to Nando's because from what I had heard about Niall he ate a lot when he was worried. I sat with my head dropping down into my hands and running my fingers through my short hair. When I was stressed or worried everyone told me I acted a bit like a boy.... Well like a tomboy. I didn't ever cry... Except when my mom died. I would probably cry if Harry... I can't even say that word. I can't think about it. I stood up and shoved my right hand into the front pocket of my skinny jean and used my left hand to tug at my wisps of hair. I paced back and forth in front of where Louis was crying. I kept my eyes on my black converse and felt the beginning of a major headache swell up in my brain. I didn't notice that Louis had disappears to the bathroom until Liam stopped my pacing by putting his hands in my shoulders. I looked up at his worried and tired face, my eyebrows where scrunched together in a gesture of worry and anger. "Are you ok ? Do you need anything?" He asked me. I sighed and replied with "no thank you... I'm fi-fine" I stuttered on the last part. I couldn't talk properly when I was nervous.

10 minutes later....

~Camila's POV~

The doctor stepped out onto the waiting room "friends and family of Harry Styles?" He spoke up. Louis, Zayn, and Niall were all back now. Zayn had an arm wrapped around me, he had been trying to comfort me but his attempts where futile. When I heard Harry's name I jumped out of my seat almost knocking Zayn to the floor. "Sorry" I breath loud enough for Zayn to hear me before I ran up to the doctor. The rest of the boys followed right behind me. The doctor had a stern look on his face that didn't give away anything.

"Mr. Styles is....."