A New Life

When Melodys parents force her to sign an emancipation document her world is turned upside down. She has nowhere to go. What happens when One Direction finds her and offers to give her a place to stay. Will she stay and fall in love or will she leave and risk being alone again?


19. Crisis

Harry's POV

     "Mel! Mel! Open the door!" I yelled. 
     "Go away!" She yelled back 
     "It isn't true. You know they are lying!" I Said. 
     Through the door I heard her rummaging through the cabinets. 
     "Mel, please open the door" I said. She didn answer. 
     "Ow!" She muttered.   
     "Mel what are you doing?" I yelled. She still didnt answer. "Melody!" 
     Then I saw blood flowing out from under the door because the bus was slanted ever so slightly. 
     "Zayn!" I yelled. 
     "What up?" He asked. 
     "You gotta break down the door" I said pointing to the blood. 
     Zayn didn't waste any time. He broke the door open and there was Melody laying on the floor with blood coming from her wrist. 
     "Mel! Wake up!" I yelled lifting her up and cradling her in my arms. 
     "Zayn call 9-1-1" I said. He left the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, paramedics arrived. They took her into the ambulance and drove off. I ran outside over to the boys. 
     "Guys we have to get to the hospital." I said in tears. 
     "Get in the car. I'll drive." Liam said. 

     "Melody is alright and she is awake. She has lost a lot of blood but she's doing better than when we first got to her." The doctor said to us in the waiting room. 
     "Can we see her now?" Niall asked. 
     "Yes she is in the room right over there" the doctor said pointing down the hall. I ran down the hallway and opened the door to her room. I walked over to her side. 
     "Hey. How do you feel" I said running my fingers through her hair. 
     She started to cry and I pulled her into my arms. "I'm so sorry Harry." She cried into my shoulder. 
     "Why babe? Why?" I asked. 
     "You saw what they said." She cried. 
     "It not true. None of it is." I said rubbing smooth circles on her back. 
     "Your ex, Taylor, said 'could you choose more of a loser.' That comment got over a thousand likes" she cried even harder. 
     "Don't worry, I'm going to get rid of her." I said. After about a half hour she finally calmed down and fell asleep. I looked at her wrist and there was a huge scar on it. No wonder there was so much blood. 

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