"I'm sorry Zayn, my friends in trouble I really have to go,"
"I'll take you, where is she?"
"You really don't have to Zayn,"
"What are friends for?"
I smiled and said, "She's on Montgomery and 3rd. She's in a lot of trouble,"
"Shit, what the hell is she doing on that side of town?"
"I don't know Zayn, but whatever it was that she did, it was really bad."
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As me and Zayn were in the car on our way to Ariana, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Looking down to the screen, I saw Ariana's name appear.
To: Elisa
Where are you? Please hurry.
From: Ariana
I was quick to reply,
To: Ariana
I'm on my way with my friend Zayn. Are you okay?
From: Elisa
To: Elisa
We're fine. It's somebody else..
From: Ariana
To: Ariana
Who else are you with? We're almost there.
From: Elisa
To: Elisa
Harry. See you soon. X
From: Ariana
I put my phone back in my pocket. After a few minutes of searching for Ariana and Harry, we finally found them. Oh God. As soon as Zayn's car stopped, we both jumped out as quickly as we could. I saw Ariana with mascara running down her face from crying so much and Harry sat in his car with his head in his hands obviously stressed. I looked at Harry's car and saw a massive dent at the front. A guy was laying in front of the damaged car.
My heart felt like it stopped. Ariana and Harry had gotten into a car accident. Zayn obviously understood what happened too because we both rushed over as quickly as we could to help. Zayn ran to the guy who had gotten hit to see if he was breathing. As he did that I ran to Ariana and Harry.
"How on earth did this happen!?" I asked them both.
"H-Harry was the one driving, I guess we just didn't see him. We called you right after we called an ambulance," Ariana sniffled. At least an ambulance is on the way.
"They said they would come as quick as they could but they still aren't here yet. God, I feel so guilty! This is all my fault!" Harry slammed his hands down on the steering wheel.
"Listen, it's all going to be alright. You said the ambulance is on its way, right? And you didn't see him, Harry. It isn't your fault." I tried to calm Harry down a little.
I heard a faint siren in the distance, it was getting louder so I was pretty sure this was the ambulance we called.
Paramedics came rushing out of the ambulance and over to the man lying on the floor, some coming to Ariana and Harry.
"Are you guys ok? How did all this happen?" A paramedic asked them.
"We're fine, we didn't see him crossing and we- ugh, we accidentally hit him," Harry replied, his voice shaking.
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