Notorious

I sat in the cushioned chair next to my bed staring at his beautifully chiseled face, praying he would wake up and I would get to see those glorious green eyes again. I gently brushed the curls off his forehead, stroking down all the bruises and cuts I had left, admiring my biggest regrets.

Liam said Harry had lost a lot of blood, none of the gang would let me near him whilst they fixed him up, cleaning and stitching his wounds. Perrie was terrified he wouldn't make it and truth be told, so was I, but maybe Harry is stronger than we all first thought.

The waiting was agonising. Harry had been unconscious for 17 hours and 22 minutes, I heard Liam and Louis' concerned whispers from down the hall, tilting my head round the door I began to eaves drop.
"How long does he have?" Louis asked, worry peaking in his voice.

"If he is unconscious for more than 24 hours, with the amount of blood he lost, he probably won't make it" Liam replied, as my heart sunk I returned to Harrys side.

I walked over placing my hand in his and gently kissed his forehead, "I am so sorry Harry."

Danielle interrupted the moment, giving me a sympathetic smile and pulling me into a hug. "Kay go get some rest, I'll stay with him."

"You should be resting, you almost died" I retaliated, The last thing I wanted to do was leave Harry.
"I'm fine now, Zayn removed the bullet and stitched me up, pretty good doctor for a stoner if you ask me!" She giggled at her joke, "at least go get some food Kay, if he even moves I will come get you!" I sighed in defeat and strolled towards the kitchen.

Luke was sat on a stool at the breakfast bar eating vegamite on toast...vile! He immediately stood up when I entered and wrapped me in a protective hug, I began to cry. Luke had been here less than a day but he had become my rock and my new best friend. I felt comfortable with his arms covering my face, hiding my tears, I trusted him.

"Let me make you some food Kay" he said picking me up, as if I was a feather, and placing me on a stool. "I promise no vegamite" he laughed, poking me on the nose with his finger.

Luke started to make a large sandwich, looking incredibly proud of himself when he finished and passed it to me with a large smile on his face. I nodded with a smile to thank him and took a bite, surprisingly it was delicious.

"What drink do you want?"

"Vodka" I replied, the rest of the gang would of laughed and handed me a glass of water but to my shock, Luke casually walked over to the book shelf, moved some hardbacks and grabbed a large bottle of vodka, placing it on the counter in front of me.

"They did hide it from you but you're an adult, you know what makes you feel better" Luke winked, and I beamed an appreciative smile at him, taking a drink from the bottle.

"KAY COME QUICKLY" I heard Danielle scream from down the hall, I sprinted towards the bedroom followed by Luke.

When I entered I saw Harry covered in blood, I looked to Danielle for an answer, grabbing a sheet and pressing it onto the now open leg wound. "He started moving and the wound opened back up" she said, close to tears.

"Go get Zayn now!" I demanded, Luke sprinted out the door and Dani was now sobbing. "Dani I don't have time for your crying now, get out!" I snapped feeling my eyes prick with tears, this was all my fault, he was going to die because of me.

Zayn and Liam burst through the door immediately taking charge, Luke tried to pull me out of the room but I refused to move, so he evacuated looking nauseas from the sight of blood.

"How did he even get a leg wound?! I never touched his fucking legs!"

"When the chair broke, one of the pieces went into his thigh, it just missed an artery" Liam rushed out his words, "Zayn get stitching he is losing blood again, who touched his stitches? Someone must have messed with them!" I stood in shock, the black outs are getting worse each time, I thought I'd learnt to control them.

I just wanted Harry to be okay, so I could hold him and kiss him...

oh shit...

I think I might like him, maybe even...

Love him?

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