It's Gotta Be You

Five years ago Abby got her heart crushed by Harry Styles and now he's back and he's after one thing, her heart. Will their love stand the test of time of will former lovers, and most importaintly their past keep them from eachother? You can't have everything you eant, but will they both get what they want most, love or will it be ripped from them forever? Only time will tell, read to find out.


31. Love Heals All Wounds

Chapter 31 Love Heals All Wounds

*Harry’s Point of View*

        I saw Abby lying there on the ground a razor in her hand, what has she done? Why? I need to get her help right now! I whipped out my phone and dialed 911.

        “Hello 911 how may we help you?” asked the operator in an almost bored voice.


        “What’s the address sir?” I ratted off Abby’s address. “The ambulance is on its way, please remain calm.”  Remain calm? How does she expect me to remain calm?! The love of my life is passed out from all the cuts and she has the oddity to tell me stay calm?! Please let her live, she doesn’t deserve this; it’s all my fault, why did I have to be so stupid, why did Summer kiss me. I hear the sirens outside and not soon after the paramedics came in and put Abby on the stretcher. Oh my gosh please, please let her be ok I would never forgive myself if she dies, no I can’t let myself think like that. Abby will not die, Abby will not die. She’s strong, she’s going to make it, she has too much going for her she can’t just up and leave it all behind. I prayed all the way to the hospital holding her hand and praying for her to be alright, for someone to show me a sign that she’s going to make it. When we got to the hospital Abby was whisked away from me.

        “I love you!” I yelled after Abby, I know that she can’t hear me but I needed to say it. “I love you Abby Marie Grace Hope,” I whispered falling into one of the hard hospital chairs. I was running my hands through my hair for goodness knows how long when I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked up to see the doctor’s face.

        “Are you here for Abby Hope?”

        “Yes I am is she ok?” I asked shooting up from the chair.

        “Ms. Hope is alright but she’s still sleeping, we had a close case here, a few more minutes and we could’ve lost her.”

        “Can I see her?” I asked my voice barely above a whisper.

        “Yes you can, she’s in room 249, but please be quiet you don’t want to wake her.”

        “Ok thank you doctor,” and with that I walked away. I walked down to my best friend and the love of my life. I walked in to see Abby attached to tubes filled with I.V. bags and a heart monitor. It killed me to see her lying there, her eyes once filled with life now lay closed, her body filled with life is now lying there cold and almost lifeless. If not for the steady beat of the heart monitor I would’ve thought she was dead. I did all that I could do at the moment, I pulled up a chair and held her small fragile hand in mine. I took a good look at the cuts that scattered her arms, how could I do that to her? I bend my head down and kissed every single cut that scattered her pale skin.   

*Abby’s Point of View*

I woke up in a white room, where am I? What am I doing here? Am I dead? I lifted my head and looked around, no this is a hospital room, I looked down to see a familiar mop of curly brown hair, it was Harry what is he doing here? I saw Harry stir in his sleep and he looked up at me groggily.

“Harry what are you doing here?” I asked, my question came out sounding more like a demand then an answer but who cares?

“I found you lying on the ground of your apartment with that razor in your hand, you were bleeding to death I had to get you help.”

“Harry I WANTED to die don’t you see that?”

“Abby, there is no reason in the world why you should die, you have friends and family that love you, you have a successful business you have everything that you could possibly want.”

“But you aren’t there to enjoy it with me; I don’t have you anymore,” I cried.

“Abby you could have any guy you want, guys that are better than me; they would love you better than I ever could.”

“I don’t want those other boys I want you!” I yelled my voice cracking. Harry suddenly smashed his lips on mine, it surprised me at first but I quickly kissed back and soon our lips moved in sync with one another’s.    

Authors Note******************************************************************

Sorry for the late update but I've had some family drama going on, my mom went muts because i got a low B on one of my math tests, and then today i lost my gold braclet and now she's being a real jerk. Last Night when she found out about the low B she blew it all out of porportion and threated to take me out of dance. Then she said that i shuld just stay at the dance studio all the time, all day and to never come back. The one that hurt the most was when she said You are no longer my dauter anymore, why would she say that? it's a low B it's not the end of the world. She has been actting this way a lot latly. Does anybody have any tips on how to handle this? If you do please put in in the comments below. If you ever want to talk to me you can direct message me on twitter @Dancer_Girl1279.

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