Taken
Memories
Kylie's POV
After Harry left a few doctors and nurses came in to look for other injuries. For the first time I aftually looked at my bruises and cuts. The ones that stood out the most were the ones on my upper thighs and hips. Some of them were shaped like hands. Tears were forming in my eyes from thinking about the past four years. I was only 14 when they took me. I had missed out on so many things in high school. I had never got to go to dances and prom and I didn't get to graduate with my class. When I was an 8th grader I pictured myself going through high school like a normal teenager, then going onto college, and getting to hang out with my four closest friends. Then it hit me I haven't seen any of them in four years. That is like an eternity in girl time. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, I was sobbing very loudly. The doctors and nurses realized I was crying and let me be alone. The memories of my friends and I were roaming through my head. The five of us were really close we were practically sisters. We were that group of girls that was constantly laughing or taking random pictures of ourselves. I loved being around them, because it always made me happier. Their names are Rosalyn, Alina, Maddi, and Shelby. I missed them so much. The five of us all has basketball practice that day. It ran later that usually so we got out out about 6:30pm. I still remember at practice we were planning a giant sleepover. We were all so excited about it. We had had one before when we were 7th graders and who ever fell asleep first got there bra put in the freezer. And that was me. I wasn't mad we just all laughed about it. After practice ended that night we all said bye and Rosie's mom drove her home (because she lived in the country), Maddi, Alina, and Shelby all walked home together (because they lived on the same part of town) and I walked home by myself. I'll never forget that night, it will haunt me forever.
Harrys POV
The ride back to our hotel was really silent and awkward. We were all afraid of accidentally saying something about our visit at the hospital. When we got back, we all went up Louis's room. He called Paul because we were hungry and he brought us some burgers. Liam flipped the tv on and right away we saw Kylie on tv.
The news lady said, "The girl who has been missing for four years was found the other day. But it wasn't just anybody who found her it was none other than One Direction. We've heard that Harry dove into a river to save her from the van she was in that was sinking. We also have a few pictures of him carrying her into the Atlanta, Georgia hospital."
There were pictures of me carrying her into the hospital all over the tv screen. There were even some pictures of me carrying her into our bus after I pulled her out of the river. I didn't see anyone there other than us, but the paps were everywhere.
"To me it seems like Harry styles likes this girl too. Word has it that he spent that night at the hospital with her while the other boys were a their hotel. What dies this girl think of her rescuer? That's all for now, but stayed tuned next we will be talking about..." she said but Liam turned the tv off before she could finish.
"Great. She probably has enough crap going on without people knowing that I'm involved in this. Like seriously how could I be so clueless about the paparazzi," I said. I was starting get really angry at myself.
"I so dumb! All I'm doing is making things harder for her!"
By now I was yelling. I had to take my anger out on something. The first thing I saw was a mirror, so I balled my fist and punched the mirror. Liam and Zayn ran over to me, attempting to calm me down. My hand was bleeding and I had chunks of glass stuck in my hand.
"Harry, are you crazy?! You are going to hurt yourself calm down. None of this is your fault. You were focused on getting to who was trapped in the van. You are the reason she is still here." Louis said.
Niall said, "look at his hand. We better get him to the hospital to get it checked."
"Ya, but we better hurry we have to head to the concert in a half hour." Zayn said.
I was starting to calm down a bit and I started to feel a lot of pain in my hand. I had a towel wrapped around my hand. Liam being left a note saying that we will meet Paul at the stadium before 6. We got the hospital the lady at the front desk told us which room to wait in. The five of us we just about to the room, when I saw Kylie on her crutches. She immediately recognized us and had a big smile on her face. When she saw the bloody towel on my hand her smile disappeared. She ran as fast as she could with her crutches to me.
She said, "Oh my gosh, Harry! Are you ok? What happened?"
I could tell she was really worried.
I just smiled and said, "I'm fine, love. I punched a mirror. It's no big deal I probably just need a few stitches."
She looked a little relieved. I thought it was kind of cute that she was so worried.
She asked, "Oh good, but wait why did you punch a mirror?" But thankfully before I could answer the doctor came.
He said, "Are you Harry?"
I nodded "Well let's get your hand checked out. Please follow me.
I told Kylie I would talk to her tomorrow and I followed the doctor into the room.
After Harry left a few doctors and nurses came in to look for other injuries. For the first time I aftually looked at my bruises and cuts. The ones that stood out the most were the ones on my upper thighs and hips. Some of them were shaped like hands. Tears were forming in my eyes from thinking about the past four years. I was only 14 when they took me. I had missed out on so many things in high school. I had never got to go to dances and prom and I didn't get to graduate with my class. When I was an 8th grader I pictured myself going through high school like a normal teenager, then going onto college, and getting to hang out with my four closest friends. Then it hit me I haven't seen any of them in four years. That is like an eternity in girl time. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, I was sobbing very loudly. The doctors and nurses realized I was crying and let me be alone. The memories of my friends and I were roaming through my head. The five of us were really close we were practically sisters. We were that group of girls that was constantly laughing or taking random pictures of ourselves. I loved being around them, because it always made me happier. Their names are Rosalyn, Alina, Maddi, and Shelby. I missed them so much. The five of us all has basketball practice that day. It ran later that usually so we got out out about 6:30pm. I still remember at practice we were planning a giant sleepover. We were all so excited about it. We had had one before when we were 7th graders and who ever fell asleep first got there bra put in the freezer. And that was me. I wasn't mad we just all laughed about it. After practice ended that night we all said bye and Rosie's mom drove her home (because she lived in the country), Maddi, Alina, and Shelby all walked home together (because they lived on the same part of town) and I walked home by myself. I'll never forget that night, it will haunt me forever.
Harrys POV
The ride back to our hotel was really silent and awkward. We were all afraid of accidentally saying something about our visit at the hospital. When we got back, we all went up Louis's room. He called Paul because we were hungry and he brought us some burgers. Liam flipped the tv on and right away we saw Kylie on tv.
The news lady said, "The girl who has been missing for four years was found the other day. But it wasn't just anybody who found her it was none other than One Direction. We've heard that Harry dove into a river to save her from the van she was in that was sinking. We also have a few pictures of him carrying her into the Atlanta, Georgia hospital."
There were pictures of me carrying her into the hospital all over the tv screen. There were even some pictures of me carrying her into our bus after I pulled her out of the river. I didn't see anyone there other than us, but the paps were everywhere.
"To me it seems like Harry styles likes this girl too. Word has it that he spent that night at the hospital with her while the other boys were a their hotel. What dies this girl think of her rescuer? That's all for now, but stayed tuned next we will be talking about..." she said but Liam turned the tv off before she could finish.
"Great. She probably has enough crap going on without people knowing that I'm involved in this. Like seriously how could I be so clueless about the paparazzi," I said. I was starting get really angry at myself.
"I so dumb! All I'm doing is making things harder for her!"
By now I was yelling. I had to take my anger out on something. The first thing I saw was a mirror, so I balled my fist and punched the mirror. Liam and Zayn ran over to me, attempting to calm me down. My hand was bleeding and I had chunks of glass stuck in my hand.
"Harry, are you crazy?! You are going to hurt yourself calm down. None of this is your fault. You were focused on getting to who was trapped in the van. You are the reason she is still here." Louis said.
Niall said, "look at his hand. We better get him to the hospital to get it checked."
"Ya, but we better hurry we have to head to the concert in a half hour." Zayn said.
I was starting to calm down a bit and I started to feel a lot of pain in my hand. I had a towel wrapped around my hand. Liam being left a note saying that we will meet Paul at the stadium before 6. We got the hospital the lady at the front desk told us which room to wait in. The five of us we just about to the room, when I saw Kylie on her crutches. She immediately recognized us and had a big smile on her face. When she saw the bloody towel on my hand her smile disappeared. She ran as fast as she could with her crutches to me.
She said, "Oh my gosh, Harry! Are you ok? What happened?"
I could tell she was really worried.
I just smiled and said, "I'm fine, love. I punched a mirror. It's no big deal I probably just need a few stitches."
She looked a little relieved. I thought it was kind of cute that she was so worried.
She asked, "Oh good, but wait why did you punch a mirror?" But thankfully before I could answer the doctor came.
He said, "Are you Harry?"
I nodded "Well let's get your hand checked out. Please follow me.
I told Kylie I would talk to her tomorrow and I followed the doctor into the room.
2/24/13