Protect for Love- One Direction Fanfiction

Reyna is a girl who never got a second glance. She's well, less than normal; at least if you just look at her. However, if you get to know her you'll find she's more extraordinary than ever.
One video changed her life. A video of her defending herself against 6 guys. Before she knew it, she became a bodyguard for one of the most famous boybands in history, One Direction. Little does she know adventure, love, and danger are soon to await her...


32. Chapter 31

Harry’s P.O.V

“Reyna!” I exclaimed as she fell to the floor. I went down with her. She didn’t move, not even breath.

“Where was she hit?” Jeremy panicked as he ran to our side. I rolled her on her back… she was shot on her chest. Jeremy whipped off his button down shirt and moved her shirt up so we could see the damage. The bullet was right above her left breast… possibly hitting her heart. Blood seeped from the wound… a little too much blood.

“Press this to the wound! Apply pressure!” Jeremy ordered me. I pressed the cloth down as hard as I could. I felt the blood pump and gush through my fingers. Jeremy ran into the pub and quickly came back with Martin and Paris.

“What happened?!” Paris cried kneeling beside me and rummaged through her bag.

“She w-was s-s-shot…” I forced out. The realization hit me immediately. It was my fault. She was shot because of me. I did this. I killed her.

“Harry! Move your hands so I can seal the wound until she gets to the hospital.” Paris ordered me as she took my place.

“Harry, tell the others inside that the three of us are going to the hospital. An ambulance will be here any minute.” Martin instructed. I stood up and watched them work. Everyone was working on closing the gunshot wound. I could clearly see how much gauze Paris was using, yet the blood just kept coming, each piece of gauze turning from white to red. I looked down at the ground so I wouldn’t see anymore, but it made it worse. I saw Reyna’s limp body under the moonlight, laying in a puddle of her own crimson liquid. The puddle was reaching the walls of the buildings too fast, soon it reached the tip of my shoes. I let my body move as I walked back to the pug. I was lucky that Louis was close to the exit I came from, be ause he came to me as soon as I pulled the door open.

“Are you okay?” he asked grabbing my shoulders. I couldn’t speak.

“Let’s go.” He said as he lead me to the washroom. He walked me to the sinks and I could see why he was worried. Not only did Reyna’s blood touch the tips of my shoes, it was all over my legs and it covered my hands. Lou took my hands and put them under running water. I started scrubbing my hands.

“So you wanna tell me what that is? Please tell me that it’s just wine or some red paint.” Lou said. I shut off the water.

“It’s blood.” I practically whispered. I looked at my hands. They were clean, but I could still feel the crimson liquid on my hands. Lou bent his head down.

“I figured, but how did it get all over you?” he asked. I felt the words come up my throat… and they felt like a huge lump.

“Reyna got shot…And it’s all my fault.” And with that, I went into the closest stall and threw up the contents of my belly.

Jeremy’s P.O.V

“Jeremy! I think the bullet went clean through and out her back. That’s why she’s bleeding so much.” Martin explained. I looked, sure enough we were in a puddle of blood.

“Roll her over. We’ll use the rest of the gauze for her back.” Paris said as she got the gauze ready. I rolled Rey on her left side. Paris and Martin moved the fabric of her blazer away to expose her back. I had to avert my eyes or else I would have thrown up. The bullet went through, but not as clean as we thought. The wound was at least 10 times bigger than where the bullet entered. Her flesh looked like it was blown off and torn to shreds.

“Oh yeah. That’s where the blood has been coming from.” Martin said as he started shoving pieces of gauze into the wound. Just then I saw red and blue lights flashing. The ambulance was here.

“We got a call. Step aside please.” The paramedic said. Two more showed up and I started to feel relieved. They carried Reyna on the gurney and loaded her on the ambulance. They started working on her.

“We’ll be at the hospital five blocks from this one.” The driver said. I felt a huge weight leave my shoulders… and it came back when a paramedic said five horrifying words.

“I can’t find a pulse!”

The doors of the ambulance shut…

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