Fire // {h.s au}


Fire (n); a state, process, or instance of combustion in which fuel or other material is ignited and combined with oxygen, giving off light, heat, and flame.


8. Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

Addi POV~

"Miss. Jones can you open your eyes?" the nurse was standing over me and I didn't know where I was.

"Where am I?" I asked confused.

"You fainted at the women's health center, so we called the ambulance." The bubbly one said.

I looked over to see if there was anyone else in the room, and sure enough Harry was sitting in a chair in the corner, with his head down, asleep.

"How did he get here?" I asked the nurse.

"We called your work to inform them what was going on, and he answered the phone. So once we told them and asked if any of you family lived in Boston he said he was your boyfriend." She explained. Harry was not my boyfriend. He needed to stop telling everyone that.

I looked over again at the curly hair, and this time he was awake and looking at me, smiling his cheeky wide smile that I loved. Wait stop. No.

"Hey Addi, are you feeling better?" he asked.

"Yea, where's my mom?" I said hoping everything from yesterday was a dream.

Everyone in the room got quiet and Harry placed his hand on my shoulder. The tears came at a rapid pace, and I couldn't control them. He crouched down next to the hospital bed and took me into a hug. Great within the past 3 days, harry has had to comfort me because my life is such a mess.

"Addi, I'm here for you. I always will be." He smiled.

"No harry, stop. I need you to go back to Boston. You aren't my boyfriend. You never will be! I don't like you, and you're just a crazy psychotic ass that thinks he can claim what he wants and get away with it. Not with me Harry, not with me." The words felt like daggers leaving my mouth and I could see his sincere smile turn into a disgusted face.

"Fine, deal with this shit on your own. I was only trying to help you get through your mothers passing. But instead you wan to be a bitch and not let anyone help you. Whatever, I'm leaving" he stood up and ripped his hand from my shoulder. What he just said stung like a bitch, and I know he was telling the truth. I'm only on edge because now I have a funeral to plan, and an estate to sell. I was being a bitch, and I hate when people tried to help me. But maybe he cared enough to do so and I just pushed him away.

I couldn't call him back over to me because by the time I was snapped out of my thoughts Harry was long gone.

"Fuck!" I yelled. The tears coming back, but this time it was stress tears. And also the realization had hit me, I'm alone in the world, I have no more family to call and no one to send me birthday cards. I wont be given away at my wedding by my dad because he hates me, and disowned me when I told him I didn't want to be a lawyer and inherit the family firm. My sister was killed in a car accident when she was 16. I wont go into detail because that a still fresh in my head, only 10 months ago, did I become an only child. Now my mom was taken from me. The one person I trusted, and the one person I told everything to, was now ripped from my life and I was left to bleed.

I quickly picked up my phone and called the only person could think of. Harry.

"Hey you've reached harry. I'm not here please leave a message" his voicemail chimed.

"Harry please come back, I'm so sorry for snapping at you! I need you, I need your help with everything. Please. I have no one now." I cried into the phone.

Hopefully he wasn't on his way to the airport by now.

Harry POV~

"Last call for flight 639 to Boston Massachusetts. All passengers, last call!" the lady voiced over the intercom.

I felt my phone ring and by the time I could find it in my laptop bag, I had a new voice mail. From Adeline?

"Harry please come back, I'm so sorry for snapping at you! I need you, I need your help with everything. Please. I have no one now." Her voice sounded so weak by the end of the last few words. Yes I was pissed that she called me a psychotic ass, but it wasn't about me. Her mum had just died, and I was making this the Harry show. I quickly turned myself around disregarding the voice I just heard on the intercom.

"Hi, Florida Hospital please?" I asked the man driving my taxi.

"you've got it!" he responded.

It took about 45 minutes for me to get there and when I did, she was now asleep again in her bed.

"what happened? Why is she still sleeping?" I asked the nurse checking her monitors.

"she was having a panic attack so the doctors had to sedate her. She should be awake in about 20 minutes if you would like to wait in here." She explained.

I took a seat in the same one I had previously sat in.

In the twenty minutes she was asleep, I watched her. I watched the way her eyelids twitched when she was dreaming, the way her hair would fall over her beautiful complexion, and when she moved in her sleep how fluid the motions looked. This girl had barely been in my life for a month, and here I am sitting in a room with her helping her out with something so close and so personal.

I looked around the room and saw all the wires attatched to her, one was in her arm, pumping fluids into her. There was another tube in her mouth because she refused to eat so they had to get food into her somehow. I felt so bad for because just a few days ago she was smiling and happy while we ate dinner, and now she is laying here all depressed and sedated.

Her eyes fluttered open and the only thing that I could think to say to her was already out of my mouth by the time I realized it.

"Hey beautiful" I said

her face flushed and I saw her look down. The nurse came in and shoed me out. I heard her say something and the nurse was telling me to come back in. She now had the tube out of her mouth so she could speak.

"Hey harry." She said quetly.

"Addi, I'm so sorry for calling you a bi-" she cut me off by shaking her head.

"Lets not talk about it" she gave a small laugh. I nodded at her showing her my weak smile.

The doctor came in this time and asked her "do you want him I the room for this?" We were both really confused, and she looked into my eyes. We both nodded, and that's when the doctor delivered his news:

"You have the cancer gene Miss. Jones," we looked at each other again, and that's when I knew I would help her out with anything that happens. I was going to be her rock.



Vote please! Tell me what y'all think :) I hope you liked this chapter. I'll try to update again before I go to bed but :) love you!!!

-M xx.

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