Bare - 1D Fanfiction (Sequel to The Initials On My Wrist)

Leah was in therapy for a year after losing her temper and almost killing herself, away from the boys, which must have been a good thing. She still loves Zayn, and she still loves Harry, but she wants to just forget about them both. Leah hasn't agreed to go on any more tours, but what happens when One Direction throws her a surprise party at her house for her birthday? Will she ever forgive them for looking at her wrist, which is now bare?


8. Chapter Eight

Perrie's POV


"Come quick," Leah breathes, turning off the phone. I sit there in the back seat. Zayn carried me back there, and I am laying down, my stomach in pain. Leah called the ambulance, thank God. They better be here soon. Zayn sits on the floor, almost under Leah's seat and his arm is still bleeding. "Leah, are you alright?" He asks, and I can see she is breathing at a high rate. "Leah." He repeats. She snaps out of it, and just stares at us. And then she starts to cry. "I'm stupid. I'm worthless. I almost killed us all. I'm stupid. I'm worthless," She mutters, over and over. "No, Leah. We are alright. You couldn't have done anything." Zayn says, but I can hear the anger in his voice. Leah just nods slowly, before slumping against the door. Zayn strokes my hair and pulls out his phone. He dials a number. "Who are you calling?" I whimper. "Liam." He says.

 "We were in a car accident Liam. Perrie's hurt pretty bad. We called the ambulance, just meet us at the hospital. Okay." Zayn finishes talking to Liam. Leah hasn't answered anything he said, but he eyes are open. I'm doubled over in pain, my airbag didn't work. I want to cry. But it hurts too bad. Everything just hurts too bad.



Zayn's POV



The ambulance gets to the side of the ditch, and people start to pile down, holding onto to tree roots and plants so they don't just slide down like the remaining bits of my car. "Over here! Both the girls are hurt I think," I yell out, calling them down and waving my arms. A nurse sees me and they continue over our way. When they reach us, I climb out, helping two nurses take Perrie out of the car. "What happened to my baby?" Perrie asks the nurse. He looks at me. "She hit her stomach, she has a three month old baby girl in there." I explain. The nurse looks at me with sad eyes and I get it. Our baby might not be there anymore.

With everyone helping, we finally get the two girls up the hill and into the ambulance. "Can I ride, I can't get there any other way," I plead, and the nurse nods. He hoists me up into the back of the ambulance and I see two men shutting the two big doors. I stand next to Leah and Perrie, seeing them both in their gurney's. Leah is unconscious, but Perrie looks up at me. "My baby?" She cries. I look at Perrie and I close my eyes. "I don't know love, I don't know." I tell her. She cries silently and in my head, I want to too. But I can't. I have to stay strong. I have to hope.


Harry's POV

We burst in the hospital doors. "Where are they? Zayn and Leah and Perrie?" I ask, the rest of the gang running closely behind me. "room 307," A nurse states. We run down the first hallway, the second hallway the third. Finally we find 307. I softly knock on the open door, and the doctor shakes his head. Perrie is sitting on the hospital bed, crying.

"Hello, Mr. Styles. The couple of Mr. Malik and Miss Edwards is going through a tough time right now. Please, be very quiet." He says. Liam looks at me with wide eyes. "Why? What happened?" He asks the doctor. "Miss Edward's airbag didn't go off when they ran into a tree. She lost her baby girl. She was three months along, but, she just didn't make it." He explains. I peek in the little window, and Zayn is rubbing Perrie's back. I didn't know she was pregnant? "May we see them?" Louis asks. The doctor nods, and opens the door. We file in and he shuts the door behind us. "Hi guys. Perrie, I'm so sorry." Niall says, comforting her. "Ya." I add, but Niall shoots a glare in my direction. Boy, does he hate me. I look around, only seeing the one hospital bed. "Wait, where's Leah?" I ask, but no one answers me. I wait a little longer, before turning on my heel and walking out the door. The doctor is standing right outside the door. "Doctor, where is Leah?" I ask him. "Mr Styles, Leah is not available to be visited with right now." He says. "Can you tell me why?" I ask him, annoyed. "Leah is having panic attacks. She feels responsible for the fact that Perrie lost her baby. She was scared that she might have. She is currently tied down to the bed. Perrie is having the surgery to remove the deceased child, so she will be home in two days. Leah should be stable enough to come home then, or atleast be seen." He explains. I put my head in my hands. "Oh no, Oh no," I say. "Calm down Mr Styles. We are giving her medication. Please, go have a rest. It's getting late." The doctor says. I nod, angry. Poor Leah. Now I have to go two days without seeing my baby. My precious baby.

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