Stuck In A Nightmare

Six

We got stares when walking through the hospital , frantically trying to find a doctor for everyone. A middle aged nurse walked up to Harry who seemed to be getting weaker and weaker by the minute but won't put me down. "Sir, what's happened to you lot? " she asked examining all of our faces. "We've been kidnapped and I think we were no I know we were drugged and we've escaped." I said looking for anything I might have left out. "We'll honey just look at you! Your bleeding so badly! You could be losing a lot of blood. And you!" She said looking straight at Harry. "Your legs got glass.. Why wasn't anyone helping you out?" He shrugged. "We'll come along.. Lets go get you all a room." We nodded as she escorted us to different rooms, Niall taking El into the same as Louis', Liam taking Danielle to the one next to theirs and me and Harry were on the other side. He sat me down on the bed and I grunted in pain, clutching my stomach. Harry limped towards the bed beside mine and immediately fell asleep. A male doctor came into the room. I squinted to read his name tag. Dr.Xavier Martin "Hello...you must be Jessica Field?" He asks me to verify my name. No duh.. Harry's right next to me. Why would his name be Jessica? I nod my head and he grabs a chart to start examining. I had a broken rib and arm, and I was losing a lot more blood than I thought. I was told I needed emergency surgery and that I was to rest in the hospital for the next half hour. I nodded in approval and watched as the doctor rolled over to Harry's bed. "Mr. Harry Styles ?" He asked only to be answered in a loud snore. I got this. I threw the pillow behind me at Harry and he shot up, a little drool falling from the side of his lip. "Uh yes? I'm Harry styles." He said reaching out to shake the doctor's Hand. The doctor gave me back my pillow, whispering 'thank you' before turning his attention back to Harry. Apparently he wasn't as lucky either. He's got a deep cut in his leg that's gonna need stitches, and a giant cut across his forehead that was covered by his mop of curls. He was put on rest too, making him sigh and saying something about being bored all the time. I giggled and told him that I was put to rest too, reassuring him id keep him company. He smiled at this and when the doctor left asked what I'd been told. "Broken rib and arm." I said sadly. "Going into surgery soon." I whispered. He nodded, closing his eyes and I realized he was falling asleep on me. I shook my head, smiling while I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. ________________________