Absolution ➺ H.S. AU

Chapter 1 ➺ Harry

I'm not doing anything to help her, even though I know I should. I'm not even thinking about this clearly. It's all just a blur. I know deep down in the back of my mind that this is all my fault, and it's going to follow me for the rest of my life. But right now, all I can focus on is those eyes, still franctically searching mine.

The emergency vehicles approach quicker than I thought, and within seconds of first hearing them, they are by my side. They tear me away from the wreckage, finally breaking my eye contact with her. There's sirens in the background and voices talking over radios, and what was once the silence of the night, was now chaos. And I was just there, on autopilot, not really hearing anything. They dragged me to the ambulence.

"Son, can you tell me what happened. Do you feel any pain?" The EMT asked me frantically, and it took all of my focus to actually hear what he was saying.

"No, I-." I started, but couldn't seem to get the words out. "Her, you need, you need to go get her. She's still in the car. I saw her, her eyes. Her eyes." I madly blurted out, the desperation and uncontrollabe emotion clear in my voice. "G-go get her." I said, thrusting and squirming in the emergency responder's hold.

"There's people over there. They're working on getting her out of the car. Now I need you to calm down." He told me, which somewhat calmed my nerves, but didn't even begin to settle the unnerving sickness and guilt that expanded from my chest all the way down my body.

The EMT put me on the stretcher in the back of the amulence, and I heard more sirens approaching, another ambulence for her. I lay there dazing at the ceiling dizzily as I was hooked up to various pieces of medical equiptment and hands were all over my body, checking my breathing, heart rate, and pulse. Several more EMTs had join the inital one, and now there were people crowded all around me. I wasn't the one that needed help though, she was.

I wish I knew her name. If I knew her name, maybe I wouldn't feel so bad. If I knew her name, maybe this would have never happened. I hurt her this bad and I didn't even know her name.

"I'm going to need you to stay with me, son." I heard someone faintly say, but I didn't know what they were talking about. Their frantic faces appeared right above my head, their eyes wide and their lips moving, but I didn't hear a word they said. I tried to get my brain to focus on their lips, to try to decipher what they were trying to tell me, but I couldn't. My eyelids got heavier and heavier, and then they got so heavy I couldn't hold them open anymore.

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Flashback

The lights were turned down low and there were flashing lights circling the dancefloor. If I didn't know better, I would think this was a lame rave.

They actually had a pretty good turn out this year; I would say the majority of the student body had shown up. I don't really know why the group of us came. This definitely wasn't our scene. We aren't the type to go to some awful school function. I guess we were all a bit different about this one though, as it was prom. A few of the guys, namely Liam and Luke, had girlfriends, so they brought them, but other than that, I really have no idea what we're doing here.

There were plenty of groups of girls wandering around. Everyone was all dressed up, and some of these dresses on these girls were sexy. If I found a decent girl that met my standards, maybe I would've brought one. I've found I'm better off flying solo though anyway. Less to worry about. Everyone said hi to me as they walked past our group. I'm cool. Let's just go with that. I walk to the beat of my own drum and don't worry about what others think or if I'm going to get in trouble.

Because I'm well liked around the school, purely because I'm my own charming self, I have a lot of friends, but I don't stray too much from my main group.