Pinky Promises

"Well tell me something. Tell me a lie." I asked him. He thought to himself for a moment and then smiled. "I hate you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I turned to face him. "Now tell me something true." I whispered. "I love you. I could never hurt you and I never will." He finally spoke. I giggled to myself. "Promise?" I stuck my pinky up at him. He intertwined his pinky with mine and leaned in next to my ear. "Promise."


6. Late Night Crash

Last night was just amazing. I woke up this morning on the couch. I had a text message from Harry, oh how that boy made me smile. "Hey beautiful(: I had a great night last night. It was amazinggggg! I can't hang out today, the boys and I have another meeting. Maybe I can sneak in tonight?" his texts always put butterflies in my tummy. It was pretty early but not as early as yesterday. I could tell Olivia was home because she was blasting One Direction's new album through the whole hotel, singing along with the lyrics. I walked to the kitchen and saw her doing some dishes. "Good morning, Mrs. Pucker up!" she teased. "Oh hello Mrs Ease drop!" I joked back. "Rumor has it you were locking lips with a famous person last night." she winked. "I engaged prior lip activity with someone who was more well-know, yes." I answered. "Score!" she shouted, giving me a high five. I guess this is why we are best friends; no one else can understand why we talk that way. "We should go to the mall, Niall's at a meeting." Olivia frowned at that thought. "Oh right, what about you and Nialler? Has anything went... all the way?" I winked at her. "No! Just up to second base." she explained. "What's second base?" I asked her. "It's when you only have great dates, make out scenes, and other fun stuff that is appropriate." she explained. "Well let me get ready so we can go."

I walked to my bedroom and noticed a purple hoodie that wasn't too big, but not fit for a girl. It had the name 'Jack Hills' written across from it. I smiled. "Harry." I winked at myself and put it on. I also put on some dark blue skinny jeans and had my hair up in a messy bun. I applied just a tad of mascara and I was done. I'm actually not the kind of girl that puts on a lot of makeup. When she was done cleaning, we walked out of the hotel and into the crowds. This time, they tried to talk to just us. "Isn't that Harry Styles' hoodie?" I heard one ask. 'Shit' I thought to myself. The pap got closer. "Aren't you dating Niall Horan?" they asked Olivia. Olivia smiled, looking at me. "What are your names" they asked. "I know one of them is Kaylie." that's when I stopped. I looked into the crowd for whoever had said that. It was no use, I couldn't tell. I continued walking close to Olivia. "Don't answer them." I told her. She listened, getting into her car. I got into the drivers side, honking the horn so they would get out of the middle of the road. "Damn, just give us a name. Is it Kaylie?" another asked. They stuck their microphone through the window of my door and waited for a reply. "It's Abigail." I lied, closing all the windows. I drove off and over to the mall. "Can you help me out, Abigail? I'm afraid that I can't reach my walker." she joked, acting as if she was an elderly women. "Yeah, and you're Elizabeth." I smiled. We walked into the mall and looked around for some not-so-expensive stores.

Olivia  screamed, rushing over to two girls who were walking out of Vicky's Secrets. Well, I call it that anyway. There was a tall and tan girl who was carrying two bags, and a shorter blonde girl who had one bag and her purse. "Hey, Liv. Who's your friend?" the blonde asked. "Danielle, Perrie, this is Harry's girl, Kaylie. Kay, this is Liam's girl, Danielle, and Zayn's girl, Perrie." she introduced us to each other. "Nice to finally meet you. Harry has said some very nice things about you." Danielle told me. "Yes, I'm actually glad that I'm meeting you because I was wondering why you never hang with all of us." Perrie had said. Now I recognized both of them. Perrie was from Little Mix and Danielle was a famous dancer. "Well I'm honored to meet you both. I love your music, it's my favorite, and you, Danielle! I wish I could dance like you." I was now starting to fangirl. I calmed myself, though. "Awe, I'm glad you enjoy our music. Want to join us?"  Perrie asked. we followed them through many stores, shopping for shirts, shorts, jeans, scarves, jewelry, everything. We finally stopped a few hours later to get some food at the food court.

We got a two boxes of pizza and some cold drinks. "Wow, I haven't had any pork ever since I started dating Zayn." Perrie said, digging into her food. "Oh really?" I was surprised. I didn't want to ask why because I would feel out of the group. "Yeah, he's Muslim and I feel like I would be betraying him if I ate it in front of him." she explained, finishing her first slice. Wow, she can really eat. I'm surprised she looks the way she does. We all dug into our food as well, drinking the last of our drinks. Danielle let out a burp, causing us to laugh. "Better than I could ever do." Olivia said. I couldn't believe how they acted. It wasn't bad at all but the way they looked had me thinking that there was no way they could be this fun. I thought they would be these quiet and neat princess-like women. They actually were like Olivia and I. "Perrie and I have to meet up with Eleanor, Louis' girlfriend. We were wondering if you'd like to join us for some drinks?"  Danielle asked. We smiled and nodded. "That sounds like fun." I said. "Great, let's start heading out she doesn't like to be kept waiting." Perrie joked, obviously, and threw her garbage away; we did the same.

We all took our cars to where Eleanor was and joined her inside. "I'm Eleanor." she greeted me with a handshake. "Kaylie." I introduced. "You're Harry's girl?" she asked me. I replied with a nod and sat down at the table that she was at. We were started off with a round of shots. Before we took a sip, Eleanor raised hers above her head. "To our newest member of the Mrs. One Direction crew, I toast this to Kaylie." she proposed. Everyone raised there glasses as well and cheered. "To Kaylie!" we all drank the rounds and order some colorful and heavy midnight margaritas. We each got on, each a different color, and drank some of it. "So Olivia and Niall. Nolivia. Have you guys....ya know?" Danielle asked. Olivia shook her head. "No! Not yet girls. I'm just not ready." she admitted. I nodded, having a sip on mine. "Kaylie and Harry. Karry? Haylie? Anyway, have you guys got there yet?" Perrie asked me. I shook my head. "We're not technically dating yet. We just had one kiss." I explained. "Oolala." I heard Eleanor giggled. "Do I need to talk to someone for you?" Danielle asked, winking at me. "Nah, it's all good." I finished my margarita. We all got another round of margaritas. In England, around here, you can drink at a younger age. Therefor, this was my first time drinking, so I was quick to react to the drinks. My vision was blurry, the loud music caused my head to pound, and I was really feeling nauseous. "Hey, we should start heading out before we drink too much." Danielle said, walking us out to the fresh air. "Well thanks for joining us tonight, ladies. Olivia, text me when you get home safe." Eleanor smiled, walking into her car. They all drove away when we reached our car.

Olivia made her way onto the road. She was driving because I had a hard time getting to the car. She giggled at me. I've never been drunk. As we got closer to the hotel, she started to swerve on the road. "Olivia, please tell me you didn't drink too much." I asked. Before she could answer, her whole body forced its way over to me, making me slam into the window on my right. I hit my head on the glass, making me loose consciousness. My head was spinning, I felt a sharp pain in my wrist, and I was now on the ground releasing vomit from my system. I felt myself being picked up and put into a cot. All that was on my mind was Olivia. Was she okay? Did she get hurt as much as I did? I couldn't tell. I felt weaker and weaker by the second. I slowly fell into a deep sleep. It was awhile before I heard voices again. "Mr. Styles, we're doing the best we can. She hit her head pretty hard on the glass. We don't know when she'll be awake." I heard a female voice say. I heard Harry whimpering, he was crying. "Kaylie please wake up." he was not crying hard now. I tried to say something, but I couldn't speak. That's when I couldn't hear anything anymore.

My eyes fluttered open real slow, the bed colder than the room, the nurse looking over me. I saw Olivia looking over at Harry who was asleep on the mini couch. On the other side of the room, I noticed a few different vases of flowers on the window ceil, a 'get well soon' balloon tied to the heater, and a stuffed bear next to the flowers. The bear was as big as me. The nurse saw me awake, she smiled. "Welcome back, Ms. Sitter. How was you feeling?" she asked me. Olivia looked over and gave me a smile. That's when I noticed that she had a wrist brace. "I'm a bit sore." I answered. I couldn't really sit up. It hurt to move. My whole shoulder was killing, the pain mostly in my wrist and lower arm. "Where am I?" I asked. "You are in the BrookeLake hospital. You and your friend over there got into an accident." she told me. Kaylie waved at me and walked out of the room. She was probably going to talk to her nurse. I felt so bad, a part of me feels like it's my fault for this. We should of just took a cab but I decided to get into the car.

"You hit your head pretty hard on the window on the passenger side." she started. "You know what day it is?" she asked me. "June 7th?" I asked her, but she shook her head. "That was the night of the accident, love. It's June 20th. You were in a coma for a few weeks." she told me. Damn. "That's a long time." I told her. she nodded, looking at her clipboard. "Can I be alone when he waked up?" I asked her. She nodded. "I'm going to send some pain killers to help you feel better. It may make you sleepy." she pressed a bottom on my bed and left me be. I waited awhile until the pain medicine kicked in and had me call asleep. when I woke up, I noticed Harry next to my bed, watching some of the telly. I then noticed my wrist bandaged up real nice in layers. "Even when you look overtired, you still look pretty amazing." I whispered, getting his attention. "Oh my god, are you okay?" he asked me. He was very thrilled now. "I'm feeling the pain killers wearing off slowly, so a bit in pain. Did you hear what happened?" I asked him. He nodded slowly. "Olivia told me when she woke up that morning. She can't stop talking about how you practically saved her from loosing her memory." he told me. "What do you mean?" I wasn't sure what he was talking about. "Well you blocked her from flying out of the window. The doctors said that if she hit it, she wouldn't remember who she was. That means she wouldn't remember us." he explained. I was still too tired to understand. "When can I go home? I didn't ask her." My vision was now very clear, well more clear than it was when I woke up. "I'm not sure, babe." he answered. that's when I grabbed his hand with my good hand. "a-are we d-ddating-g?" I slowly asked him. He thought for a moment. "I've been trying to figure out a cute way to ask but I guess I can't officially do that so... will you be my girl?" he asked.

Even though we were in a busy hospital, that just gave me butterflies. No, more than butterflies. "Of course." I told him, kissing his lips. I sat up slowly, trying not to fall over. "Was I really asleep for a week?" I asked him. he nodded, looking away from me. I could tell he hated talking about this. "Two weeks." he mumbled. I thought to myself for a minute. "I heard you crying earlier?" I told him. He looked puzzled. "I wasn't crying earlier." he told me. "You were crying, trying to get the nurse to wake me up. I was getting worried. I thought that this all was my fault. If we didn't join Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle for drinks,  we would be okay." I mumbled, feeling a little tear form. "It's not you're fault at all! You were just at the wrong place at the wrong time." he told me, playing with my hair. "I guess." I mumbled. The nurse came in and smiled. "I see that Mr. Styles is awake." she looked at her clipboard once more. "Do you know when she is finally going home?" he asked her. "Well, after the surgery she can." she explained. Wait, what? "What surgery?" I asked. "Well you have broken your wrist. We will have to do a bit of surgery on it to put it in place." she explained. "Why can't I feel it out of place?" I asked her. "You are on a lot of medication, Ms. Sitter." she informed me once more. I was getting a bit tired again. "Well hun, I'm going to let you rest. Do you mind if I go home to take a quick nap and probably a shower?" Harry asked me. I giggled. "Of course, at least I got to see you." I told him. I leaned in and gave him a kiss, god how I loved those lips of his. He smiled and waved goodbye. As he walked out, I quickly fell back to sleep.

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