Bullied By Him (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2

It seemed like hours until the ambulance came. Zayn and I sat in the awkward quietness. I didn't want to say anything about the limp Harry laying on the kitchen floor because then Zayn would know that I actually have a heart.

Three people came running in. They lifted Harry on the stretcher. One of the men started asking me a lot of yes or no questions about Harry and what happened to him. I told him Harry tripped and fell and his back landed against the refrigerator and it knocked down the bowl on top of it and hit him in the head. It wasn't a total lie.

When they left with Harry, Zayn and I continued to sit on the couch. I couldn't focus. I don't know if it's the beer or out of shock of what I did to Harry. What if they ask Harry and he tells them what really happened?

"Do you think we should go to the hospital?" I asked, trying to sound as casual and nonchalant as possible.

"We? I think you mean you. You can drive up there intoxicated, although I don't see the point in it. But whatever."

"Well he is my flat mate, and I think the shock of what happened sobered me up"

"Okay well I think I'm gonna catch a cab. Bye mate."

We both got up and I grabbed the keys off the kitchen counter and walked to my car

Maybe Zayn is right. There is no point in seeing Harry. But we did used to date. Used to? Are we still dating? If we are then it would be a forced relationship.

I only abuse Harry so he learns his lesson. I do it to protect him. To teach him about the real world. I only do it because I love him. Okay maybe not love, but I like him more than I like other people. I just have a strange way of showing it.

On the way to the hospital I'm surprised I didn't get into a wreck considering I'm still a bit tipsy.

I walked into the hospital's waiting room. The atmosphere was gloomy.

"Hi I'm here to see Harry styles"

I said to the woman at the front desk

"Are you a family member?" She asked me without looking up from her computer.

"Um n-"

"Yes he's his brother. I'm his sister"

a familiar voice said from behind me.

"Well the doctor is doing some X-rays on his head right now, so you can take a seat until the doctor is done with him" She said, not looking up from her computer screen.

Gemma and I took a seat at two red chairs that were next to a very large window.

"Haven't seen you in while"

She said.

"Same for you."

"So how are you and Harry? Are you two still-"

"Oh.. Um.. I'm not really sure."

"What do you mean?"

"Uh never mind. I thought you and Harry's mum were still mad at him?"

I said, attempting to change the subject.

"I forgave him a long time ago. Can't say anything about mum though."

"How did you know he was here?"

"The doctors called mum and she told me so I figured it'd be nice to see him, since I haven't seen him in three years."

"Wow what a great place to meet up with someone! 'Hey haven't seen you in three years? Wow what a nice hospital room!'"

"You haven't changed at all. You're still a smart ass"