They Don't Know About Us

Take Me Home - Chapter 38

*CHLOES POV*
"Those bastards!" I mutter under my breath as I quietly close the door to Niall and Paige's bathroom. "Clo? Love, calm down!" Harry mumbles, un clenching my fisted hands. "No! Harry, they did it with you and Lou about the whole "Larry Storm", they changed your already perfect looks AND now they do this? No it's not fucking right!" I almost scream,  anger coursed through my veins; forcing my body to tremble. I felt like punching a wall.. or punch something! Harry cuckles, enraging me even further as I storm into our bedroom and launch myself onto the double bed. "You have no idea how sexy you look when you're angry.." He almost purred, sliding down next to me. Sighing, I slam my head down onto the pillow. "Not. In. The. Mood. Harry." I mumble flusterd into the pillow. I hear Harry fumble about for the remote, then the "clicking" numbers on his Iphone. Sighing, I roll onto my back, taking deap breaths to calm my alarming heart-rate. "What are you doin...?" I ask, he smiles at me, before clearing his throat. "Hi. Can I order one Large Margarita Pizza please. The address is 34 brook lane. Plaza Hotel." Harry instructed in a posher, deeper voice than usual. After he ordered our tea and put the phone down, I couldn't help but burst into fits of giggles. "..What?" He asked, pulling me closer and wrapping his arms around me. "Even you have a telephone voice!" He, blinks confused, whispering under his breath. "Bloody hormonal woman..." After half an hour waiting, we get our Pizza and drinks and we watch films and fall asleep in each others arms. 

"Harry! Chloe! Rise and shine!" Paige and Shelby's chirpy voice awoke me from my slumber with Louis literally jumping on us followed by a chorus of laughter from the others. "Ugh.. Louiss!" I moan, shuffling into Harrys chest. Harry grunts, sleep still clenching to his voice as he horsley whispers; "We'll be up in a bit." Paige nods, heading out of the door. "Good! We're all going Paint balling!" At that word, I jump up and begin to get dressed. "We will beat you this time!" Harry muttered almost sinisterly, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the crook of my neck. "Harryy.." I moan escapes my lips. "Later." I wink towards him, stealing a cheeky kiss before heading downstairs and piling into the black SUV.

"Guys, you should stop annoying Niall! He's driving." I call to Laim and Zayn who laugh, stopping their taunts to the back of Niall's head. "Niall! Watch out!" Paige screams at the top of her lungs as two twats decided to stop the car in the middle of the road. "Shit!" Niall curses, swerving to avoid the car, and we do. But instead we hit a small ramp which flips the car in a 360 before landing on the roof. Deafening shrieks and screams fill my ears and the bone shattering screech of crushed metal and glass. 

"Chloe! Shelby! Becky! Zayn! Louis! Harry! Niall! Liam!?" A muffled voice brought me to my senses, just about. A loud, highpitched ring buzzed in my ears. We crashed. My heart began to thump wildly, brain screaming to get up. Slowly I forced my eyes open, waiting for the blurry, dark shapes to form into more of a clear view. Glass covered the gravely floor as we were effectively upside down. Trapped by the wetal doors that had been clearly cut off by the impact of rolling over. "Harry!" My hoarse voice whispered. I could see blood trickling from his nose, cuts scraped his face-though his arm was fiercely wrapped around me, protecting me. My throat clenched, was he ok? "Harry!" I muttered louder this time, a horse groan passed his lips, his head lifted upwards, forcing his dark eyes to meet mine. "Clo.. a-are you ok?" He asked, voice husky and worried. Shit! I didn't check, was to busy worrying about everyone else. I tried to move my arms, fine. But when I moved my legs I searing pain shot straight up my spine, causing me to whimper in pain. Harry immidiatly removed himself from me. Luckily he wasn't hurt. Well, it seemed that way. "Shh! Its's alright baby, I got you." He soothed, stepping cautiously out of the car and glancing around. "Paige? Shelby? Becky? Lads?!" Harry called, nothing. Muttering in frustration, he began to tend to me. "Tell me where it hurts." His eyebrows lowered into a concentrated scowl, licking his dry lips. "My legs hurt the most, I can't move my right one." I whispered, thankfull that I wasn't crushed by the seats. "Harry!" Paige called, crawling towards us. "Oh my god, Clo are you ok?" She asked, looking as if she was about to cry. I nodded. "She's broken one leg.." Harry muttered before turning to Paige. "Are you ok?" Paige nodded. "Alright, I need to get Clo out." Putting his firm arms under my arms. "Okay.. well, this might hurt. But I have to get you out of here." Nodding, he sucked in a breath before dragging me out of the car. Pain shot through my body, making my eyes water but I bit my lip, forcing the tears back.There was no use crying in this situation. Helping me to my feet, I leant on Harrys shoulder for support and to take my weight off my broken leg. Suddenly, the Ambulance came. Carting us all off into Hospital, I didn't know about the others, how badly they were hurt. But Harry passed the tests fine, wounds stitched and stayed by my side, refusing to leave me.