My Fantasy- 2 Broken Dreams

(Sequel to My Fantasy) After Harry's unexpected question, Katie doesn't know what to say. But her answer is backed up, as she has a reason for saying..... Her ex-boyfriend makes a surprise visit, costing Katie all sorts of problems..... How will she get out of it this easily?

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5. Going Home

*4 Days later*

The nurse came in and told me that I was okay to go home. Everyone had visited everyday, all except for Harry. He was too angry at himself, he blamed himself. It wasn't his fault, at least I don't think so? Louis came in with a spare change of clothing and handed it to me. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He said. Louis and I had got to know each other really well over the past couple of days. He is such a sweet guy and I really like him. He is really caring and I think I'm developing a little crush on him, as well as Harry. Ooops! "Yeah, I'm feeling really good, thanks for the clothes!" I said as I got out the bag. Inside the bag he bought me my Raegan top, my washed out blue skinny jeans, my burgundy suede biker jacket and my black boots. 

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This is what she looked like -  http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=62577588

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I got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. I put on the outfit and came out 3 minutes later. Louis was on the chair on his phone and looked up when I shut the door. "Wow, you look really pretty!" He said. I blushed and looked down. "Errm thanks. So, should we go, you ready?" I asked.

"Yeah I am, but Ummmm the thing is, the police are outside wanting you to answer some questions." He said looking down at the floor knowing that this would piss me off. "Right, that's fine, okay I'll go." I said.

"You'll go?" Louis said, rather taken a back.

"Yeah, yeah i'll go and answer their questions." I walked out the room and walked over to reception. "Excuse me, but I am supposed to be answering some questions?" I said.

"Ahhh yes, they are in the waiting room." She said and looked back down and started typing on her computer. I walked down the corridor, and went into the waiting room. Two police officers were standing there chatting away. "Hello? You wanted to ask some questions?" I said. They both stopped and turned around. "Ahhh yes, Miss. Hemmingsfield?" The tall one said. 

"Yes, that's me."

"Okay come here and take a seat with us." The short, stout one said. I came and sat down with them. "Can you please tell us where this happened?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, but these questions, I answered them the day before yesterday!" I said, getting exasperated.

"Yes, sorry but it's standard precautionary. So, Miss. Hemmingsfield, where were you on the night of the accident?"

"Like I said, I was in the park."

"Why where you in the park?" This is a question that I hadn't answered yet. I only just started remembering what happened that night yesterday.

"I was in the park because I had a row with my friend and I stormed off to go and let off some steam in the park."

"Right, and who was this friend?" Oh shit, I've really done it now. I took a deep breath and answered him. "Harry."

"Harry who?"

"Harry....Styles." I said looking down at my knotted fingers. I looked back up and they were both jotting things down quite fast. "Can you tell us what time this was at?"

" Ummmm it was about 6:20 pm."

"Okay, so it was dark, and you couldn't see who it was?" 

"Yes that's right."

"Hmmmm and Harry wasn't at all aggressive to you before you left the flat?" Double shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Fuckady Fuck.

"No, I can assure you he wasn't, Harry's not like that. It wasn't him, I swear."

"Thank you very much for your time Miss. Hemmingsfield, we will be in touch." And with that they left me in the waiting room. I began to cry. Louis then came down the corridor and saw me. 

"Hey, babe, what wrong?" He said wrapping me in a hug.

"T-t-they think that it was Harry!" I said sobbing more loudly.

"Don't worry, It wasn't Harry, he was in the flat with us at the time. The police will understand. They know that it wasn't him."

"Yeah, b-but -"

"Stop. You'll worry yourself sick. Your coming home, now." He said. We walked out the room and I waited by reception while Louis went to go and get my bag. He came back and held my hand and walked me out the hospital.

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Published [4th November 2012 - 15:05]

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