Chapter Eighteen: Accident

{Harry's POV}


Today Gemma and I decide to have some sibling bonding time. We went up in the London Eye and the views were amazing!


"Thanks for today Hazz," Gemma pulls my curls gently as we drive back to my place. We're about five minutes from my home. 


I turn into the street Louis and Eleanor live in. We drive past their driveway and Eleanor and Louis are riding skateboards together. I chuckle.


"That's was cute," Gemma smiles.


"I know." I reply coming up to the intersection. I look to my right and to my left before starting to head across the intersection. We make it across and keep going down the road to the next one. 


The last thing I hear before it goes black is my sister screech my name. 


{Gemma's POV}


"Harry!" I screech as I see the cement truck hit the right side of the car where Harry is. I quickly pull my legs up to my chest with one arm and hold the back of Harry's neck with the other as the black Range Rover we're in skids across the intersection and onto the footpath. The car stops moving and I jump out of the car. 


I rush around to the driver's seat door and yank it open, only for it to come completely off. Harry's head is resting against the head rest and his eyes are closed. There's a shard of glass in his right leg and I gag at the sight. 


A guy in a fluro vest runs over.


"I'm so sorry!" He says. The truck driver.


"Don't worry he didn't look," I look at Harry and grab his phone from the drink holders. I dial 999 and ask for the ambulance. It's when the lady asks for me to repeat things I realise I'm crying and quite heavily too. 


"What's the issue?" The person asks.


"Um, my brother and I have been in a car accident. I'm fine but he's not," I reply. I tell her the address and we wait patiently for the ambulance. I hold Harry's hand tight, praying he will be okay.


"Please Harry, please," I cry as people watch and the truck driver comforts me. 


"Gemma!" I hear a familiar voice. I look up and see the person the voice belongs to. Thank goodness!


{Louis' POV}


As Eleanor and I ride the skateboards in our drive I see Harry's car, containing Harry and Gemma pass by. 


Eleanor and I laugh and keep riding around until we hear a big bang and car horns. 


"What the heck?" Eleanor asks running to the gate. She looks down the road. "There's been an accident!" She yells turning around.


"Harry!" I yell immediatley. "He just past. Which intersection?" I ask Eleanor. She opens the gate and run out. I follow her shutting it behind me. 


"Second," she replies. I grab her hand and we sprint down the footpath. We cross the first intersection and when we get to the second there are cars stopped, a big cement truck in the middle of the intersection and crashed on the footpath is a black Range Rover with the number plate LB 18 JKT. Harry's number plate. I freeze and gulp. 


I see Gemma standing next to the driver's seat and the driver's door competely come off. 


"Gemma!" I yell. She looks up and looks kind of relieved. 


Eleanor and I run over to Gemma, who has a cut above her right eye. I look into the car and Harry is unconcious and has a shard of glass in his leg. 


Gemma gags and Eleanor pulls her away and hugs her. 


"Harry!" I yell at him. "Harry!" I yell.


He starts wheezing and his breaths become short. Oh god what did I do?


I hear ambulance sirens and soon the paramedics have Harry on a stretcher and are yelling things like 'get him to emergency quick' and 'punctured left lung'. I don't thing punctured lungs are very good. 


Gemma gets into the ambulance with Harry, I collect his things from the car and Eleanor and I sprint back to ours before chasing after the ambulance in Eleanor's little Audi that I bought her. 


When we get to the hospital Gemma is there and crying. I realise Eleanor and I are crying too. A nurse comes and fixes Gemma's cut whilst we sit and comfort each other, waiting nervously. 


"Who's going to call the others?" Gemma asks. Eleanor and her both look at me and I nod. 


{Zayn's POV}


"Um Harry, Louis, Eleanor and Gemma are very late!" Niall complains. "And I'm hungry!" He whines trying to grab a bit of pizza but Liam slaps his hand. 


We're all at Liam's for pizza night. 


Perrie tries to grab one but Liam slaps her hand too. "Liam! We're hungry!" Perrie pouts and leans back on Niall's chest. 


My phone starts ringing and it says Louis 'Tommo' Tomlinson. Everyone looks and I show them who it is before answering. 


"Lou, where are you?" I ask.


"The h- h- hospital," he stutters. 


"Why?" I ask shocked. Everyone looks at me confused.


"Harry and Gemma were in a car crash. Gemma's okay apart from a small cut but Harry's been with the emergency staff for two hours now and no reports," Louis sounds like he's crying. I start shaking at the though of it. 


"Zayn?" Jesy asks me worried.


"We're coming." I say to Louis before hanging up and throwing my phone at the wall. I watch it fall onto Loki's dog bed. 


"Um, anger needs to reduce please," Liam says. 


"We need to go to the hospital," I say. Everybody looks at me shocked. "Harry and Gemma have been in a car accident and Harry isn't good by the sound of things," I explain to everyone. Their faces drops before they leap up and we charge to the cars. Everyone jumps into theirs and Perrie and I look at each other. 


"Run!" I yell as we chase a car down the driveway. 


I bash on the window of Liam's car and he stops. Perrie and I jump into the back. Indie and Liam are in the front. 


"You two need to learn to drive," Liam chuckles.


"Just drive Liam!" Perrie does her seatbelt up. 


{Niall's POV}


I drive with Molly and Jade in my car. Not the best idea but Jade's in the front with me. We park in the hospital car park and run into Emergency with the others. 


Gemma, Louis and Eleanor are sitting on the chairs staring at the floor. They all look up and I rush over and hug Gemma. She cries into my shoulder. 


"Have you called Anne?" I ask. Gemma nods sniffling a little. "Is she coming down?"


"Yeah she is and so are Robin and Adrian," Gemma replies. Adrian? Who the heck is Adrian? "Adrian is my boyfriend," Gemma hints. I chuckle and she nods. 


We all sit around and wait and wait and wait. After three hours Perrie comes and sits down next to me.


"Want some chips?" She offers me some of her packet of chips.


"Thanks Perrie," I smile taking a handful. A nurse walks in and smiles. Oh woah! She's pretty. 


"Hello, you're all here for Harry Styles?" She asks in a gorgeous accent. Not sure what it is. Sounds like a mix between Irish and Geordie with a hint of London. 


"Yes," Louis nods. We all look at her nervously.


"I'm Doctor Oscar," she says. Not a nurse. "Harry is okay. He had a punctured lung and glass in his right thigh. We have succesfully removed the glass and stitched that up along with fixing his lung. He should wake up within the next couple of hours. You're more than welcome to come with me and see him," she expains. 


We all jump up right before Anne, Robin and Adrian I guess, run through the door. Gemma explains to them before we all follow Dr. Oscar to Harry's room.


"Go up and talk to her," Perrie nudges me. I look at her and she smirks. "Without being too obvious that you think she's pretty," Perrie giggles. I roll my eyes and jog a little to catch up to Dr. Oscar.


"Hey, I'm Niall," I say. She smiles with her cute dimples like Harry.


"Nice to meet you Niall," she nods. 


"Um, so you're a doctor," I try and make conversation. 


"Yeah." She replies. "What's it like to be a singer?" She asks.


"Crazy but amazing!" I gush over my incredible job.


"Awesome. Well, this is Harry's room," she swipes her card and pushes the door open. We follow her into the big room for one guy but I guess he is Harry Styles. 


We all sit around, Anne and Gemma closest to his bed, looking at his very pale complexion. I take another handful of Perrie's chips and we stand there unsure of what to say. 


"Oh Harry," Louis sighs. "You dick head." We laugh a little and Liam slaps Louis. "Ouch," Louis says to Liam with less expression than a slab of concrete. 


This will be a long night. 




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