You Never Know (Harry Styles)

Ch 4: Ow.

Nicole's POV

Ow. I open my eyes.

Where am I?

It is dark and cold, and I hear a faint beeping noise. I feel something on my forehead.

"Nicole," someone whispers.

I look all over. Everything is blurry. Who is talking to me?

"Nicole. Look at me."

Someone is right in front of me. I feel their presence.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Nicole, it's me. Can't you see me?"

My eyes get too heavy, and they shut themselves.

Everything goes black.

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I jolt up.

"OW!" I scream. Something just pinched my arm.

An IV?

I look around. I am in the hospital.

"Nicole!" someone sings. "You're awake!"

I look over and see Heather sitting in the chair by the door. She runs over and hugs me.

Ow. My whole body aches.

"Nicole, do you know who I am?" she asks with worry in her voice.

"Duh, you're my best friend," I reply. "Why am I here?"

"Thank God. Last night you didn't know who I was! Don't you remember? We met Harry Styles! You fell over and hit your head on one of the paparazzi cameras and then fell on the sidewalk. You were unconscious so Harry, Kendall, Winston and I took you to the hospital."

Oh, I remember meeting Harry and then falling, but nothing else.

"Oh my gosh. He told me not to let go. I let go," I choke.

"It wasn't your fault. Those paparazzi are lunatics," she replies.

There is something on my forehead. I lift my hand to feel it.

"Don't touch!" Heather lowers my hand so it is resting on the ugly green hospital bed. "Nicole, you got stitches. And a concussion."

"Where's Harry?" I ask. That's all that was on my mind. Harry.

He tried to protect me.

"He left a little after we brought you here here. He had no choice," she replies.

"What do you mean he had no choice?" I started to cry. Why was I crying?

"Nicole, it's okay. I think Kendall made him go. I didn't really get to say goodbye either. We will see him at the concert in August." She smirks.

That's right.

I will see him at the concert.