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The worst case

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Chapter 10: The worst case

Louis;

"What's taking Harry so long?" Niall asked, after an hour of Harry's disappearance.

"And Tracy never takes naps this long" I stated, pushing myself off the couch. Before I could reach the stairs, Zayn darted in front of me, blocking the way.

"You- you can't go up there!" He stuttered shaking his head vigorously.

"Zayn, it's my sister, now move!" I demanded moving him out of the way. I sped up stairs and opened Tracy's door, to see no one there. "ZAYN, WHERE'S MY SISTER!" I shouted, running d the stairs to come face to face with the scared looking boy.

"I- um, she's-" Before he could finish, his phone started ringing. I rolled my eyes and let him answer it.

"Hello?" He answered.

"What?"

"Harry, slow down!"

"She, she what?"

"Okay we're on our way!"

And he hung up.

"What's going on?" Liam asked from behind me.

"We have to get to the hospital now!" Zayn stated, running towards the door.

"Zayn what's going o-"

"Lou! It's Tracy, We have to go now!" He cut me off. My heart stopped. Tracy's... at the hospital? But how she never eve- Harry!

We ran out the door into my car and raced to the hospital. When we walked through the doors, Harry was sat in a chair with his head in his hands.

"Harold Edward Styles! Why are you here and where is my sister!" I shouted, getting closer to him. He stood up and I saw his eyes were red and puffy.

"Lou, calm down. Take a seat." He mumbled pointing to the chair he was just sat in. The Niall and Liam sat beside me and Zayn and Harry stood in front of me.

"Explain" Liam pushed.

"Okay, so um, when we got home, and I went upstairs to check on Tracy, she pulled me into her room. She was sweaty and red and wasn't... breathing normally. She said she was all out of her medicine so she needed to go to the hospital. But seeing I don't have a car, I told Harry to drive her, now Lou, I know you have a car and you would have brought her, but she, she didn't want you, or Liam worrying." Zayn finished, moving his thumbs in circular motions, his habit when he's nervous.

"So when I brought her here," Harry started. "She was getting weak so I carried her in. When I set her down to talk to the nurse about her, she collapsed." He whispered the last part. My eyes widened.

"Where is she now Harry?" I whispered, trying not to sound angry.

"They took her into a room. The only thing I heard since then was, um," He was hesitating to answer, his eyes starting to water. He placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it before looking into my eyes again. "They said, this is it Lou." He choked. My knees went weak. I collapsed back down onto my chair. Harry's words were rushing through my head, I didn't even have time to cry. I'm loosing Tracy? I'll never talk to her, I'll never sing to her, I'll never hold her hand, again?

Everything blurred out and I didn't have a clear vision anymore. I started getting dizzy and my head was pounding. I'm surprised my heart hasn't jumped out of my chest yet.

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It's been three hours. Three hours of hearing nothing. Three hours of being alone. And after those three hours, we don't even know if Tracy's still alive. Harry, Niall, and Zayn have had their fair shares of tears. I still can't find the strength to cry. Liam, well Liam's different. He's had to go to the bathroom a couple times because of his amount of tears. Finally, a nurse walked towards us. It was no one I recognized.

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