Love in Style

Ally is not your average eighteen year old girl. She loves watching chick flicks, hanging out with friends, but her past is haunting. But when she meets Harry Styles, her life completely changes. They instantly fall in love. But when someone gets in the way of their love, what will happen? What will happen when Harry finds out all her dirty little secrets? And what will happen when Ally is ill? Will the saying 'till death do us part' actually come true? *COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MY BOOK*

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34. Don't stop me

*HARRY'S POV* After sitting there, crying into my hands, I jumped up from my seat and ran out of the room. I needed to see her. I needed to hold her and tell her everything is gonna be okay. I needed to do all these things so she knows how much I love her. How much she means to me. How much I need her. I need her. I ran down the hallway, bumping into a few people. Emily ran after me, "Harry! Where are you going?" I didn't glance back, I just shouted back, "I need to see her." I kept running, never stopping. Emily had stopped running after me. She knew. She knew how much this hurt me. She knew that I love her. She feels the same pain I do. A doctor and a nurse started running after me, yelling at me to stop. I didn't. I had a mission. And no one will get in my way. When I got to her hall, I searched for her room number. The doctor and nurse caught up to me, "You can't be in here! You can't see her right now, sir!" I kept running, until I saw her. I stopped in my tracks. The doctor and nurse both grabbed an arm and tried to take me back, until they saw why I stopped. The doctor sighed, "I'm sorry. We didn't want to tell you." I kept my eyes on her, looking at her through the window on the door. I let a tear roll down my cheek. She laid there with so many machines attached to her. She had a breathing machine. A tube in her throat to feed her. She had an IV attached to her wrist. She had her ribs wrapped in bandages. She had a thousand cuts and bruises on her body. She had a huge deep cut on her forehead, that was still bleeding. She had a black eye, a busted lip, and a bloody nose. She had a huge hole in her leg, that was gushing blood. She laid there, helpless. The nurses in there were wiping her down with wet sponges. When they saw me there, they shut the blinds, knowing that she was in a bad state for me to see her. I dropped to my knees, feeling weak. I put my head in my hands, "Why? Why her?!" The doctor kneeled down, "I- I'm sorry." I looked up at him, anger in my eyes, "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?! Why did you lie to me?! Don't you see how much I care for Ally?! I can't lose her!" He sighed, "That's why I didn't tell you. We don't know if she's going to make it. She can't breath on her own because of her injuries. She can't eat on her own either. She has to eat liquidized food though a tube. She has also lost a lot of blood. Harry, we are doing the best we can to keep her alive. You have to trust us." I sighed and nodded. He helped me up, "Now lets take you to the waiting room." They walked me down the never ending hallways, filled with white walls. I was brain dead. All I thought about was seeing her limp little body on that hospital bed, covered completely in blood. I thought about if I lost her, how horrible everything would be. I would kill myself if she died. When we arrived in the waiting room, my mum, Robin, and Gemma had arrived. I walked over to my mum and fell into her arms and broke into tears. She rubbed my back while she cried too. Everyone was in tears. Crying for Ally. My mum softly rocked me, "She's strong, Harry. She'll make it. Don't worry." After she said that, it was complete silence, except for our crys. I hope you're right mum...
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