When Elizabeth witness' One Direction get in car crash she rushes to help. But what happens when Harry is in a coma. Does Elizabeth help the famous boy band or does she witness the end...
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5. Over Night

We waited an hour to be sure they wouldn't leave. No luck, after an hour they were still there.

"Still there guys. We aren't getting any luck with this. We'll have to stay," Zayn commented walking back from the window for the last time.

I sighed "You know, this is the most people I have ever had stay over at my house. I have one spare bedroom with two single beds, but those are for my little brother and sister when they stay here." I sighed. "So two in the spare room, which leaves four in the living room." They all nodded and Louis pulled Harry to the spare room and I looked to the other three boys.

"Do they-?"

"Yes." Liam answered. "They do that quite often."

I nodded pursing my lips. "Got it, I will get the sheets and stuff for you four." I pointed to Liam, Zayn, Niall and Riane. I walked to the cupboard at the end of the hall and grabbed sheets and blankets bringing them out to the boys and Riane. "I'll be back when I'm changed."

I walked to my room and got my pink sweats on and a black tank top then turned to my make-up table and fiddled with my hair and finally decided to leave it down and swept over my left shoulder.

I walked back out to see Riane laying on the couch, Zayn on the floor next to her, Niall next to Zayn than Liam on the other couch. I walked to the spare room knocking then peaking in. Harry and Louis were snuggled up on one bed, the other deserted. I laughed and crossed to the desk on the other side of the room and picked up a purple crayon and piece of blank colouring paper, writing awe you two are so cute all snuggled up like that ;) and taping it to the door as I left. I walked to my room and flopped onto the bed falling asleep instantly.


I woke up and it was still dark so I looked at my phone. It was only three am.

I walked out into the living room and to the kitchen and sat at the table. I heard humming coming from outside, so I walked out the back door and saw that Harry was sitting on the porch. "What are you doing Harry?" I asked him, he turned to look at me. 

"I couldn't sleep you?" I sat down next to him rubbing my arms trying to keep warm.

"Same." I answered plainly. He looked at me as I was staring out into the trees. I could see him nodding from the corner of my eye. He got up and sat next to me after a couple minutes of silence,

"Are you cold?" He asked.

"A little. Why?" He didn't say anything, just giving me his jacket. I warmed up instantly but I couldn't keep it. "I can't keep this Hazza, you'll get cold." I started to give it back.

"No keep it. Oh, and by the way I liked your note."

I smiled. "Thanks. You two did look cute though." I wish it was me though I thought to myself. Whoa, where'd that thought come from?. He put his arms around me and I leaned into his chest. "Hazza, even though we've only known each other a day, you're a great friend. I'm going back to bed." I handed him his sweater and walked back to my room and sat on my bed. Harry was becoming a great friend and I wanted to get to know more about him. Not just what the media said about him. The real Harry Styles. 

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