Please Don't Forget (Sequel To Words Can't Describe)

Peyton thought that life was going to be great as she moves to England with best friends Madi and Maddie to live with famous boyfriend Niall Horan and the rest of One Direction. Little did she know that people forget things.


7. Please Help!

It's around noon now and I'm still sick as before but slowly getting worse. I have a major headache right now, my stomach is in complete deep pain, and I feel like throwing up every 2 minutes now. I was still on the couch in the same position as before. The boys would rotate every hour. Right now I'm laying down with Zayn. He strokes my hair keeping me distracted from the pain. It does work but not for long. I end up throwing up again. This is getting ridiculous. They should all be out having a great time but I had to ruin it for them.

"Guys, you shouldn't be sitting inside with me. Go out and enjoy this weather." I say slowly.

"Peyton, you're sick and need us here with you." Zayn says.

"Well, you guys are taking turns. How about one of you stay here and the rest go out. I don't want you all stuck in here with me. It's about Harry's turn now so the rest of you go out and about in hour or so, whoever is next can trade places with Harry."

"But Peyton.." Niall says.

"No 'buts'. Go and have fun. I'll be ok since I'll have at least one of you with me."

"Ok. But P, seriously, if anything goes wrong, call us immidately." Madi said.

"True that!" Maddie agreed. I giggled.

"Now go!" I demanded.

I carefully move so Zayn can get up and Harry take his place. Everyone gave me a kiss on the head good-bye and left. Now I'm here alone with Harry. At least I'm sick so he can't try anything with me! We were watching T.V. for a little bit when I threw up again. This time it was red. It looked a lot like blood. I looked at Harry as he was looking at me.

"Is that what I think it is?" He asked concerned.

"I think so.."

I wiped my mouth with the washcloth and examined the color. It definetly looked like blood.

"We should take you to the hospital."

"No, no. I'm fine. It might not be it so let's just wait and see."

He shrugged his shoulders and continued with the T.V. One of his hands was stroking my hair while the other was caressing my hand. I actually started to fall asleep. 25 minutes later I wake up and threw up again. Same color as before. This time, I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was really struggling to get some air and I started to feel light headed. Harry came walking back in and then, I blacked out.

Harry's P.O.V.

I walked into the kitchen to get something for Peyton to eat. She hasn't eaten anything since around 11. I made her a sandwich and walk back in. As soon as I do, I see Peyton passed out. I run over to her and scream her name.

"Peyton! Can you hear me?! Peyton?!"

I put my head next to her nose to see if she is breathing. She isn't. I then called the emergency hot line.

"Emergency hot line how may I help you?" A lady asked.

"Please help. My best friend she's been sick all morning and now she's passed out and isn't breathing."

"Ok sir, first you need to do CPR to get her to breathe again." She says calmly.

I set the phone done and start the CPR on Peyton. After 2 mintues, she slowly breathes again but she's still struggling too.

"Ok, she's breathing again but is struggling to." I tell her.

"Ok, an ambulance is on it's way to your location. Now what was the matter with her in the first place?"

"She's been throwing up since 3:30 this morning, her temperature was at 101 at first but kept going up. She's been complaining about a headache and not that long ago she started to throw up blood as we believe it was."

"Ok, the ambulance is going to appear soon."

"Ok, thanks." I say and hang up.

I went over to Peyton and she stopped breathing again. I do CPR on her and got her to breathe again but thinking the next time she stops, it won't be good enough. Within 5 minutes the ambulance is here. A stretcher is pulled in and they place Peyton on it. She is then carried away on it. I go into the ambulance with her and hold her hand. Praying that everything will be ok.

We arrived at the hospital and they push Peyton away into the emergency room. I'm in complete tears now and realized that no one else knows about this. I had to call Niall. I grab my phone from my back pocket and dial his number. It rings twice before he answers.

"Hello?" His Irish accent ringing through the phone.

"Niall, it's me, Harry, it's Peyton." I say through my tears.

"Harry? What's going on? Is everything ok?"

"No. She started to throw up blood then I went to go and make her some food and when I walked in, she was passed out and not breathing. We're at the hospital right now."

"WHAT?! We are on our way right now!"

"Ok, hurry!" And then I hung up.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Not her. Why her?! The girl that I'm in love with always gets hurt. I just sit in the waiting room crying in my hands thinking she might not make it through this time.

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