[This is the third story after Lost Love] Harry can't trust himself, Daniella doesn't want to live, and everythings just wrong. What will happen when Daniella falls into a deep depression and nobody can reach her anymore. Louis finds her, but in a state that is almost scary. Harry, she needs help. She needs you.

[A/N- This story picks up the day after the last story ended. Thank You! XOXO Dani]


5. It Was You?

Chapter 4

~Harry's POV~

We had arrived in California about an hour ago and now we stuck in the morning traffic.

"I hate California's traffic." I mumble angrily as we move other few feet forward. I was still on edge from that horrible nightmare and I hadn’t been able to even close my eyes. Each time I tried to catch up on my sleep the same horrible images of that nightmare came back.

“Try to get some sleep, you lot tired.” Zayn offered without even looking up from his phone which he had been on since we got off the plane.

“No, I am fine.” I said while looking out the window and seeing that we moved a couple of blocks.

“You haven’t slept since yesterday, you need sleep Harry.” Niall said while pushing my head onto his shoulder and just lay my head there. I didn’t have the energy to fight either one of them, but I didn’t plan on actually sleeping. I had no desire to go back to that horrible dream, seeing Daniella tell me that she is gone. After a while I find my eyelids dropping without my consent and I don’t have the energy to fight it. But about ten minutes into the nightmare I start to regret not fighting the sleep.

“Harry, wake up!” Niall shouts at me waking me up from the hell that my mind had been putting me through. Like the night before I woke with sweat cover my body and tears streaming down my face.

“Was it that nightmare again?” Zayn asked while we hopped out of the cab and onto the steps that lead to the front of the hospital. I nod my head at him letting Niall walk me into the elevator of the hospital. I hated feeling useless and weak, knowing that I had to have Niall or Zayn help me even walk into the building angered me.

“We are looking for Daniella Ferrell?” Zayn asked the nurse when we walked onto the fifth floor of the hospital.

“Are you family?” She asked annoyingly while chewing her gum a bit too loudly. I was about ready to just grab the gum and shove into the trash if she kept sitting there chewing on it.

“No, we are really good friends of her’s.” Niall responds not even seeming a little bit pissed off at the nurse’s attitude. Maybe it was just me and my moody behavior lately, but something about her pissed me off.

“Only family can enter.” She said taking notice of me and sending me a cheeky smile. Even if I wasn’t in such a bad mood I wouldn’t have noticed her. I had Daniella but today was in a really bad mood and her flirting with me while the girl I love is dying just set me off.

“That is the girl I am deeply and completely in love with! How dare you sit here and flirt with me, while she is in there almost dying!” I shout at her as her eyes go wide and a small smirk fell on her lips.

“Then I guess you aren’t going inside.” She smirked before looking away from us and typing away on her computer. I was about ready to just run down the hallway past her to look for Dani, but before I could even move Louis comes out.

“Harry.” He sadly greets me before pulling me into a tight hug and pulling me along with him into the waiting room. Niall and Zayn follow us but sit a few feet away from me and Louis, allowing us some space to talk comfortably.

“Louis, is she okay? What happened? Why can’t I go in and see her?” I asked him slightly rushed as Louis only gives me other tight hug. His silence was killing me literally killing me, it was causing my mind to create the worst scenarios possible. Did Dani die while I was on the flight or the traffic to arrive here. Was she hurt so bad that was unable to move or anything.

“Harry, she’s currently in a chemical coma from all the blood that she lost.” His words instantly make my heart break into even smaller pieces. No at this point it felt like someone had taken a bulldozer and ran over the already broken pieces of my heart.

“She is going to be okay?” I whisper to him, not being able to raise my voice any louder. Louis looks over my shoulder and frowns but grabs my face so I wasn’t able to turn my head.

“She’s going to be fine, but Dani’s health isn’t what you should be worried about.” He says holding tightly onto my chin so I couldn’t look at whatever he was looking at.

“I really hope that you out of all people isn’t telling me that I shouldn’t worry about Dani!” I shout at Louis who instantly looks somewhat hurt at the fact that I rose my voice at her.

“Harry, please trust me on this-” Louis starts but someone else cuts him off.

“So you’re Harry?” A voice says grabbing my arm and pull me onto my feet easily since I had lost of my weight during the last few weeks. I would have normally pulled away from the person, and fought against them. But something was telling me that I shouldn’t and if I did then I would regret it later.

“Yes, I am Harry.” I said somewhat strongly, but still weak.

“So you’re the asshole that drove my sister to hurting herself!?” The guy shouts at me and suddenly it all clicks. Why Louis was telling we to not worry about Dani and worry more about myself at the moment. Why he looked so worried and kept stealing glances behind me. Dani’s brother was here and he was looking for me, the guy that almost caused the death of his little sister.

“I know, what I did was wrong but-” I wasn’t able to finish my sentence because the minute I opened my mouth I felt his fist collide with my face.

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