Finding you...

-a 1D fanfic-
Jestina Maison is a 18 year old girl living an amazingly hard life...
her mother had passed away in a brutal car accident when Jestina was only 4 years old.
Now she has to deal with everyday struggles that no teenager should ever have to go through. Her abusive father will do whatever he can to make sure Jestina dosen't get what she wants or needs.
One day she just couldn't take it anymore so she....


6. What just happened...?

Harry's POV

I saw the fear on Niall's face, he was panicking and you could tell. He stood there frozen with fear. I yelled back at him one more time " NIALLL?!?!? CALLLL 9-1-1!!! NOWWW!!!" He snapped out of it and pulled out his iPhone. He dropped it on the ground due to all the nerves i'm guessing. His screen cracked and he yelled "OH SHIT!" But he proceeded to dial 9-1-1 as I ordered him to. I could hear Niall stuttering something into the phone. 

I looked over at this girl, I hardly knew her but I felt like we had a connection, did she know that I was a member of One Direction? Did she think I was going to  hurt her anymore than she already was? So much was going through my mind. I mentally slapped myself and focused on her until the ambulance came.


 I heard sirens and then I knew that the ambulance would take care of her. The paramedic asked me some simple questions very calmly. He asked me"What is her name?" "How old is she?" " What happened?" 

All I could say was " I'm sorry, I don't know, she just ran into me here on the street."

They lifted her now lifeless body on to the gurnie and wheeled her back to the ambulance. I guess some police men came with the ambulance because they started walking towards me and I had to move as they taped the area of the street off where her body had been laying. The paramedic asked me if I wanted to come into the back of the ambulance with her and without hesitation I said " yes!"

When we were in the ambulance the paramedics took of her shirt and pants to get a better examination of just what had happened to her. Her stomach was covered in deep cuts that were still pouring out blood . The rest of her body had bruises, scars, burns and cuts. The smaller but deeper cuts were on her wrists. I felt so bad for this girl, what on earth has happened to her. I was shocked. I heard the paramedics saying something about how her skull was cracked and she was going to lose her life any second now if they didn't hook her up to any machines as soon as possible.

My heart was racing as they speed to the hospital with this girl, the paramedics and I in the back of the ambulance. We got to the hospital and they unloaded her and went through the big doors to enter the trauma section of the hospital and they were gone. All I could say to myself was " What just happened?" 


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