2. Wanted- The Untamed Series

Jorgie has been with Harry long enough to know what makes him tick. She knows that he is comfortable just staying in. However, Jorgie does want him to be more social and feels that they are getting in a bit of a rutt. How will she prevent this from happening?


6. U-turn

"You know, I really like you," Gemma smiles between spoonfuls. 
"You're a keeper," Anne laughed.  
I was about to take another spoonful of cereal just as Harry walked in. 
"Morning," he mumbled, sitting on my lap and taking my spoon. 
"Harry," I laughed, pushing him softly. 
"Oh sorry. You want some?" He said with a full mouth, holding the spoon out to me. 
"I'm good," I laughed. 

After breakfast, we made our way into the town of Holmes Chapel, if you could call it that. Gemma, Anne and Robin all came. I went with Anne and Gemma into a baby store while Harry and Robin went into a weird shop that kind of looked like a hobby shop but I didn't want to think about it to much. 
We all went to lunch and then we done some more shopping. By nightfall, I was exhausted. While Harry helped Anne cook, I sat next to Gemma on the back porch. 
"How long?" I asked. 
"Like, a week." She looked like a deer stuck in headlights. 
"Scary thought," I frowned. 
"It doesn't seem like its been that long."

"Jorgie," Harry turned to me on the bed. He was standing near his wardrobe, trying to pick out an outfit.
"Yeah," I answered, looking up from the book I was reading. 
"Have you ever thought about having kids?" 
If I had food, I would have choked on it. 
"Um, no, I can't say that I have. Why?" 
"Just curious," he shrugged turning back. 

That comment played on my mind for the rest of the week. In the car, on the way home, I was quieter than ever. What was Harry saying? 

His phone started to ring from the back seat. I undone my seatbelt and leaned to answerit quickly, seeing that it was Anne. 
"Gemma's water broke," she said breathlessly. 
"What??" I almost screamed. 
Harry almost slammed on the brakes. 
"We'll come back. We're only like 30 minutes away," I said. 
I hung up.

Harry went to do a U-turn. I don't think he saw the truck coming but I screamed as it hit us, dragging us along the road. 

Harry's POV
It was playing over, like it was on repeat. Seeing the fear in Jorgie's face and watching her almost fly across the car. 

I woke to lights and the subtle beep of machines. My eyes were blurry. I had stabbing pains everywhere. 
"Morning buddy," I heard Louis say as he stood over me. 
"Jorgie," I mumbled. 
"Mate, don't talk. You're kinda doped up on painkillers." 
"Jorgie," I almost screamed. 
I leaned up a little by Louis forced me back down. He pressed a button on the side of the bed and it rose a little, leaning me up. 
I looked at all the familiar faces. The boys were all there, along with Anne, Robin, Gemma and my new Nephew. 
"Harry," Liam started. 
My head shot around. 
I turned and spotted the bed next to me. She was covered in bandages and bruises were all over her face. She had a breathing tube in her throat and a doctor assessing her. 
I tried to jump out of my bed but it made my body ache. 
"Harry!" Niall almost shouted, holding me down. "You have a broken femur, one of your arms is broken and a few of your ribs got damaged. Stop trying to jump out of bed." 
I groaned and passed out. 

It was probably two hours later that I woke back up. Louis was still there but everyone else had left for the night. 
"Hello," Louis smiled. 
"Hi, where is everyone?" 
My voice was apparently clearer. 
"They left for the night. It's almost 1am. I made them let me stay cause I didn't want you to wake up alone." 
"Thanks Lou-Lou."
He laughed. 
"How is she?" I asked, looking over at Jorgie unconscious in her bed. 
"She lost a lot of blood so the had to give her transfusions. Her skull was cracked cause she flew out of the car cause she wasn't wearing a seatbelt. It also fractured her spine. They feared that she might have been paralysed but extensive testing showed otherwise. The doctors have put her in an induced coma for now to help her body recover. She's had about 8 operations in the past week and they are worried about stress on her body. You had only one operation." 

There were tears rolling down my cheeks when he stopped talking. 
"Lou, was this my fault?" 
He didn't answer but squeezed me into a rib crushing hug, which made me cry out from pain. He patted me, apologising profusely. 
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