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Harry's POV.
I stand up, no emotions in what I'm doing. It's like I have nothing left inside of me that makes me feel. I tug her hair away from her face and look into her eyes, coldness spreading all over my mussels. Because I know that if I let them free, it will be the end of us all and I need to stay focus. I have to help her first. I can't lose my girl. I can't and I won't.
'' Harry'' she whispers sobbing ''am I going to die? '' she's panicking so much, that my poor heart would aches, if it wasn't too numb for the concern.
'' What? No, my love. You listen to me Grace.'' she tries to pull away but I keep her in place '' listen to me baby girl. you'll be alright. You just have to hold on, okay?'' she's going to pass out. Too much blood is spreading around her. I take her into my arms and feel the warm liquid on me. I want to cry, because this is all my fault but I can't. I rip the duvet from the bed and wrap it around her.
I grab my phone and the keys before getting to the car. She's so pale. Stay awake my love.
''Grace'' I call her and she tilts her head to the side. Tears falling heavily from her eyes. '' I won't let that anything bad happens to you, understand?'' I start the car and drive as fast as possible, my stomach is so closed that I can't even breathe, thousandths of bad scenarios showing up right in front of me. And none of this is reassuring.
''Oh my God. I'm going to ruin your car'' she moves and I put a hand on her shoulder to keep her sited. '' Let me go. ''
'' Shut up Grace. I don't care about this fucking car. Stay calm. Where do it hurts instead? Talk to me.'' I adore this car to be honest, it has been something I've been taking care since the first time I've landed my eyes on it, but it means nothing compared to Grace. I'll set it on fire right now, if it could help her feel better.
She doesn't answer but opens the duvet a bit and when I see her whitening even more, I curse. She let her head falls to the seat and presses her hands to her face, gasping for the pain.
I hit the pedal and the car roars. We get to the hospital and I bring her in.
'' Help'' I shout and two nurses come to me.
'' What happened?'' from that moment, everything is confused. I just remember that I've given Grace to a guy dressed in white and that he took her away without saying anything. Someone made me sit and I've been in this state of shock for ten minutes before pulling the phone out and dialling Damien's number. He answers at first ring.
'' Damien...'' I start ''We're in the hospital... Grace, she was... she was bleeding, there was so much red around her in our bed. I haven't touched her; I swear but I don't know... something is not fine. Please help me. I think she's going to...'' the words stop and I hear Damien gasping under my statement.
'' I'm coming. Hold on boy. I'm on my way.'' everything then falls down on my shoulder like a mountain that can't help but collapses under the weight of loud screams.
