Oh my god.
"Sarah! Wake up. Come on." I said holding her head in my lap.
She didn't move.
"Sarah. Please. Come on sweetie, time to wake up. Please get up. Come on!" I said getting frustrated with myself.
What if I went after her? Would this have happened?
I grab my phone and dial 911.
"Hello 911 what's your emergency?"
"I have a girl here who tried to kill herself I'm not sure if she's dead. Please hurry." I said through tears.
"Okay stay right there sir we'll be on our way." The lady replied.
"Ok." I said hanging up.
"Sarah. Please, come on. Wake up. Tre ambulance is coming, you'll be alright." I said shaking her, trying to get her awake.
No luck.
"If I'm louder, would you see me? Would you lay down, in my arms and rescue me? Cause we are, the same..." I quietly sang in her ear.
"Hello 911!" Said a man while bursting through the door.
"In here! Hurry!" I hollered.
They got stretcher and carried her away in the ambulance.
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I called everyone and told them what happened.
Oh my god, I should have just followed her.
"Mr. Styles are there any more people for her right now?" One of the doctors asked.
"No they're on their way." I said.
"Well I'm afraid we can't wait, she has lost a lot of blood. We need blood to save her." He said.
"I'll do it. Let's go." I said already waking away.
"Okay this way." Said the doctor walking through the glass doors.
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"Hey mate, how you holding up?" Said Louis coming over and sitting beside me.
"Awful. It's my fault, you were right I should have followed her." I said guiltily.
"You didn't know. Now stop blaming yourself." He said sternly.
"Okay." I simply said, not in a mood to talk.
We say there in silence for a good 5 minutes just waiting for news, good news in particular.
"You saved her you know." Said a girl's voice.
I turned around and saw Tessa standing there with puffy eyes.
"What makes you say that?" I ask, genuinely curious.
"She's alive, barely, but she is. They said if she would have waited any longer she would have lost so much blood she couldn't be saved." She said with a slight smile.
"Oh." Was all I could say.
"Thank you." Said Tessa and before I know it she was pulling me into a bone-crushing hug.
"You saved my bestfriend." She whispered, barely audible.
"You're welcome." I replied trying to get out of her tight grip.
"Oh sorry." She said, realizing her strong hold she had on me.
"It's okay." I said sitting back by Louis.
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"You may come in see her now, but a warning she isn't feeling too great at the moment." An older women with her black hair announced.
We all got up and walked towards her room.
"Wait. I think we shouldn't all go in at the same time, she might need some space." Said Tessa.
"You're right." I said agreeably.
"Harry would you like to go in first?" Tessa asked.
"Oh umm...sure." I said nervously.
I don't want to get her upset.
I walked in and saw her laying on the bed hooked up to a bunch of machines.
She looked beautiful. She had dark spots under her eyes, and looked exhausted, but regardless, she was absolutely stunning.
"Hey." I said.
"Harry what are you doing here." She whispered. Probably from no energy.
"Oh well I found you. And donated blood. So umm...I just wanted to see if you're okay." I said timidly.
"I'm fine." She said weakly.
Clearly she wasn't, or we wouldn't be I. A hospital right now.
"Don't ever try to kill yourself again please? That really sacred everyone. You're worth it. Trust me. You're beautiful and don't anyone tell you other wise." I said taking another step towards her.
She just looked at me.
"Umm...okay uhh I'll let Tessa come in." I said backing away.
"Harry." She said quietly.
"Yeah?" I asked
"Thank you." She said with a slight smile.
"You're very welcome." I said walking over and kissing her on the forehead.
"But, I still can't trust you. Sorry." She said then looked away.
"Okay." I said, deciding not to push her any farther right now.
I walked out feeling hurt.
Why hadn't she forgave me?
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(SARAH'S POV.)
I'm walking home and hear footsteps behind me.
I look back and nobody is there.
I keep walking and hear them again.
I look back, no one there again.
I walk across the park to take a shortcut home as I see it's getting dark.
I feel a hand wrap around my mouth.
"Shh." I hear him say.
He takes me to the alley parallel to the park.
He pushes me to the ground and I finally look up to see who it is.
Harry.
"H-H-Harry. Wh-What do you want?" I ask trying not to shake.
"What do I want?" He says taking a step towards me as he grabs me by the arm, pulling me up.
"I want a lot little girl." He whispers in my ear, giving me shivers.
"Please don't." I whimper.
"Oh please, no one would want you anyway. You're a worthless piece of shit." He practically spits at me.
"L-Leave me a-alone." I say not being able to control my stutter.
"You're nothing. No one would ever want you. Do you ever see any guys looking at you? No. Because they don't want you. No one would want a little slut like you." He says, his green eyes now black.
"That's not true." I say starting to tear up.
"Oh really? Tell me how." He says with a smirk.
"I d-don't know." I reply.
"Exactly. Just face it. You'll never be loved." He snaps.
"Why do you do this?" I say crying.
"Because. You should know the truth. You're an embarrassment. No wonder your parents never pay attention to you and always fight." He says.
Ouch. He's the only on who knows that. What happened to my bestfriend?
I ignore him as I start crying even harder.
I start to walk home again and I feel his tight grip on my arm.
"Where you going, babe?" He says spinning me around to face him.
"I'm not done with you yet." He says with a smirk as his hand caresses my cheek.
"Get away from me." I try to say bravely.
He doesn't reply. Just slaps me.
"Stop!" I say finally getting out of his hold.
"Don't tell me what to do." He says still smirking.
I slap him. Hard.
"What the fuck!" He screams grabbing his cheek.
I take the chance to run, but not too long after I hear his heavy footsteps behind me.
"Get the fuck back here!" He says as he reaches me.
He grabs my arm and pulls me towards him.
"Never slap me again. Never. Do you understand?" He says as if he's scolding a child.
He doesn't give me a chance to reply as he picks me up by the waist and carries me to his car.
"Let me go!" I holler.
"Shut up." He snaps.
He puts me in the front seat, and puts child's lock on so I can't escape.
He climbs in the driver's seat and pulls away from the curb.
"What are you doing?!" I scream.
"Just shut up will you?" He says not as harsh, maybe even a little...guilty?
"I'm taking you home." He says.
"K." I say.
"You're still a whore though. Like seriously how many guys have you slept with this week? Must be a new record." He snaps. Back to being a dick.
"Stop. Please." I say as I feel tears brim my eyes, once again.
"Aww why? Am I making you cry? Not my fault your just a little slut who will do anything to get some. You disgust me. You're really pathetic." He says.
"I hate you." I say as harsh as I can.
I try to open the door, forgetting it's on child's lock.
"You're not going anywhere, bitch. What it I take you home with me? Would you like that? I bet you would. Slut." He snaps.
"I am not a slut." I say.
"Get out." He says as he pulls up to a random house.
"What?" I ask.
"I said get out!" He screams.
I climb out the back door and start running.
Sarah.
Sarah.
Sarah.
Who's saying my name?
I feel a tap on my shoulder and finally wake up, realizing it was all just a dream. Or flashback?
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I wake up to see Harry standing there looking at me.
I'm drenched in sweat. Ew.
"Umm hey you looked like you were having a nightmare or something so I thought I should wake you up. And also it's time for you to leave." He says as he walks out.
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