Face the Music

Julia is your typical sixteen year old girl. She lives with her mother and her little sister Marty, she has her insecurities, she has her boy issues, and oh yeah, her love for the British/Irish boy-band One Direction. When her seventeenth birthday arrives, everything seems perfect....until it all fell apart piece by piece. But to every rainy day there is always a rainbow, what will happen when she unexpectedly 'falls hard' for not one, but two of the boys in One Direction? And what would happen if they both like her back? Would rivalry break everyone apart? Or will the fandom get to them first? Just as life is, every situation has two faces. One is an amazing benefit, and the other could lead to sacrifice...

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39. Face My Fault

Harry's POV

"Don't just stand there! Someone call 911!" As commotion and chaos began to rise around me, I stood still. Frozen. I was a complete emotional wreck. Did Julie really just risk her life for mine? I felt tears form in my eyes. I broke up with this girl? A girl who would put my life ahead of hers even after I had hurt her? One that didn't even think twice about her actions just to see that I was safe? What kind of person was I to even think for a second about breaking up with her?! I couldn't speak at all, I just bent down next to Julie's unmoving body in the heap of shattered glass, and brushed a strand of hair off her pale face. Now I could see how badly the glass had cut her; there was blood all over her face and her body. "I'm so sorry." I whispered covering my mouth as the tears spewed out of my eyes. In seconds, an ambulance, a firetruck, and several police cars all appeared on scene with the call from Zayn. By then most people from inside the hotel began to step onto the streets to see what was gong on. "What happened!!?" asked Niall when he saw Julie. He ran next to me with Liam by his side.

I couldn't answer him. I watched in fear as they moved Julie onto a stretcher and began to administer CPR as she was wheeled into the ambulance. "Ok, one..two...three...clear!" As the quick surges of electricity were used in attempt to start her heartbeat again, I sat on the steps outside the hotel facing the ambulance and burried my head in my hands. It wasn't working, she wasn't breathing. I could see that most of the paramedics wanted to give up, because of their many futile efforts. But they decided to keep trying when they saw what a mess I looked like. Crying and praying that she would be alright. "Let's try the highest voltage." One of them said.

Judging by their shaking heads, I began to loose hope, faith. Life without Julie would be like not living at all. There would literally be no point to continuting survival.

"One, two, thre- oh! We got it! Guys we got it!" I looked up from my hands and Louis patted my back. "Sir, she's going to be fine. Would you like to accompany her to the hospital?" I nodded, still unable to speak as I climbed into the ambulance. "We'll meet you there." Zayn said marching with the boys across the street to his car.

As we began to drive to the hospital, I sat next to Julie clasping her hand in mine. I watched her shallow breathing and felt myself want to cry again. But I stayed strong. "Julie, please be fine. I'm sorry for breaking up with you. Ever since I did, I have never had a minute in my life when I wasn't thinking about you. I still love you with all my heart. I'm so sorry." Befire I knew it, the back doors flew open and another team of nurses wheeled the stretcher into the hospital.

I followed by their side, still holding Julie's hand until the doors to the operation room were shut in front of me. I sat on the chairs in the hallway watching intently as the operation light went on. I ruffled my hair with my hands and waited for what seemed to be the longest time, in my life... "Harry!" I turned to see Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Niall flood through the side doors into the hallway. "What the hell happened man!?" Niall almost shouted at me. "Is she ok?" Liam asked nervously. I merely shook my head leaving the questions unanswered and walked out the door to the cold night air outside. I didn't even notice when Zayn followed me out.

"Harry-" "Before you say anything, I just want to say that it's my fault. None of this would have ever happened if I hadn't broken up with her."

 

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