Torn - A Harry Styles Fanfic. (One Direction)
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"Babe it's okay!" I say, grabbing hold of Amelia's shoulders. Then suddenly, she went weak. I gasped as I quickly caught her and held her bridal style. "Guys, I think she need to go to the hospital!" I shout, looking at her as tears fill my eyes. Louis tells the bus driver to take us to the nearest hospital. After about five minutes we reach Brampton Local Hospital. We all run inside and take her to the receptionist. "My girlfriend's vision went blurry then black then she passed out!" I tell her. The receptionist quickly dials a number, making a announcement for any doctor nearby to bring a bed. And just in seconds a doctor and nurse come by and asks me to place her on the bed. I do and they tell us to wait in the waiting room. We all sit in the waiting room, waiting for someone to tell us what's going on. Tears are rolling down my cheeks as Louis is rubbing my back. "I'm sure she's fine mate." Liam says.
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