You & I

I keep walker faster, and faster, until finally when I reach the light, everything goes back to normal. I get up, and exhale for oxygen. I know how to breathe correctly. Nurses, and doctors, are around my bed, greeting me.

"We thought we lost ya." A blond girl says with her country accent.

"Where's Harry?" I say. They say nothing. They just look around guilty.

"Where is Harry!?" I yell.

"Shh, we thought you weren't going to make it, so we told him to leave." The doctor says.

"Why?!" I cry. "I need him to know I love him." I start bawling into tears.

Harry's POV

"Harry." Some random girl moaned.

I thrust into her, a few more times. But I can't think of anything, besides the fact Bree might die. I feel like an asshole, for leaving her. But I don't know if I like her. I mean, of course I do, but she doesn't like me. She likes Ashton. I have to get over her.

"I'm about to come." The girl moans.

I don't fucking care. I thrust into her a few more times, till she came. It got all over my face. Embarrassed, the girl runs to the bathroom, then screams.

"Why the fuck, do you have blood on the floor?!" She yells, I didn't answer.

She runs out the house butt naked. Good for her. I put on boxers, and clean up Bree's blood, then I get a phone call. It's the hospital.

"Mr. Styles, Bree is awake. And she wants to see your right now. Now-" I hang up, and rush to put on clothes. I run to my car, and quickly drive off. As driving, I still see that girl running naked. It's funny cause her boobs are bouncing against her chin. I honk then drive off.

Bree's POV

"You should really think about seeing a therapist, because I wouldn't want to put you in an asylum." The nurse says.

"An asylum? Why wouldn't I just go in a hospital?" I ask, eating the muffin she provided me.

"Cause on here it says, you've tried committing suicide a couple, times is that right?" She asks.

I nod, confused. They aren't suppose to put me in an asylum. They are suppose to put me in a hospital. I am not crazy. I swear. That isn't right.

"See, if you've done multiple times, in the past what makes you think you aren't gonna do it in the future." She says, writing something down.

"Which is why they would put me in a hospital. Not an asylum."

"Same thing."

This lady doesn't even know the difference between a hospital, and an asylum! I see Harry, and he is arguing with the doctor. He see's me, then starts running to me. He hovers my bed, and I kiss him.

Oh, how I miss his plump lips. I miss this. I miss us. "Harry, I love you." I say.

"I love you too, Bree." He smiles, and kisses me again.

Notes

aw how cute.

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