How long will it take?

Chapter 27

I've decided that there will be only 3 more chaptersss. x

Harry's POV

My heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the bile rising in my throat as I sped along the road to the hospital, my whole head was a mess and all I could feel was guilt and anger. If I hadn't have answered those questions, Lola could still be here with me and I wouldn't be guessing if she was dead or not.

My hands shook violently as I reached the hospital and I pulled over quickly, not caring about the long line of traffic behind me. I rushed inside to the ICU to find the boys, Matty and my mum crowded around the front desk. They all looked pale and forlorn as I approached them, none of them saying a word.

"Where the hell is she?" I shouted, the words not fully forming in my mouth.

"Harry, calm down darling. Come over here." Mum said gently, trying not to raise any eyebrows.

"Tell me where the fuck she is!" My voice grew louder and the nurses around us all looked up, giving my mum a stern look.

Mum looked at me, her eyes sad and disappointed.

"Nobody knows where she is, Harry. They won't let any information out yet, the, uh, body is being identified. Now come over here, please."

My body shuddered at the thought of Lola being stuck alone in the hospital with no one to talk to and then my mind flickered to thoughts of here being dead. I swallowed the tears before Mum walked forward to grab my hand and sit me down on the nearest chair, her face looked tired and a few tears in her eyes had formed. I searched deeply in her eyes to try and get an answer but nothing was formed and I gave in, I just rested my head on her shoulder and cried, letting everything out. The boys quickly gathered around me, their eyes looking puffy and red and they knelt by my side, hugging me every so often.

I looked up when I heard a foot tapping next to me, signalling nerves, and I realised that Matty was stood there. He gave me a weak smile and nod which I returned, his face looked tired too and the black bags under his eyes suggested he was not coping well with the idea of one of his best friends being dead. I stood up, moving away from my family and made my way over to him. I stuck my hand out for a brief handshake and started to say hello before he cut me off.

"She loves you so much, you know." He started to say, his voice quivering at the end, I tried to reply but he kept going.

"She kept texting us when she was with you and the way she spoke about you made you look like a King. We warned her about you, but we were wrong and I wanted to apologise." Before he could finish he had wrapped his arms around me and his head rested on my shoulder, the soft sobs escaped him and he cried relentlessly on my shoulder. I warily embraced him and joined him in the crying. I was flooded with happiness and love for a minute as I realised that Lola did love me, after everything I'd done her heart still had room for me and that cleared some of the guilt, I felt, away.

"I'm sorry for your loss, mate. I really am, whoever it is." I whispered, not wanting to break the hug.

"I don't know what I'm going to do without them, they're like sisters to me. I don't want them to go."

I pulled away to take a look at him.

"Matty, whatever happens, you'll always have them in your heart." He nodded at me and wiped his tears before slowly walking away into the toilet.

I turned around to find Louis looking up at me from his seat,

"You're a good lad, Harry. I'm so sorry, I honestly dunno what to say to you but I'm proud of you." He grabbed my hand and held it tightly, encouraging me to be strong.

"No matter what happens Haz, I'm glad you found a girl that makes you happy." I looked at him to see his tears rolling down his cheeks.

My mind wandered through all the time Lola and I had spent together and even though it wasn't long she had made me the happiest person that I could be. She made me laugh, cry and she even made me angry but she made me see that I didn't have to have money, sex or alcohol to be happy. She made me realise that I should be happy with what I've got because even though she'd been through hell, she never gave up.

I realised then that I needed to find her to tell her that I loved her and I needed to apologise, for the very last time.

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The nurses hadn't been very helpful to me and after 40 minutes I was still looking for my angel. I reached the oncology unit to find the nurse that had helped Lola the last time we were in the hospital but she was nowhere to be found, I asked after her but the other student nurses gave me no indication as to where she was.

I started to feel sick as I realised that I was losing hope and I was not even close to finding Lola, everything was going wrong for me and I couldn't help but feel it was karma for all that I had done. I found the nearest seat and rested my hands on my knees before quickly falling asleep, my mind shut down and all the sad thoughts were erased as soon as entered my slumber.

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"Mr Styles, sir, wake up!"

"Harry, get your arse up now!"

"For gods sake, Haz, you need to wake up!"

My body was being prodded and shook and the voices around me were getting louder, I thought I was in a dream until I opened my eyes to find Zayn, Niall and a nurse crowding around me. I jumped in shock as I checked Niall's watch to see that I'd slept for 2 hours! My heart beat increased again as adrenaline coursed through me.

"Shit, I need to find her! Have you found her?" I jumped up quickly, waiting for the boys to answer but they said nothing. I shook my head and turned to the nurse, asking her instead.

"Have you seen Lola Jones?"

"You need to come with me, Mr Styles." She said, pointing to the oncology unit so I followed eagerly, hoping that Lola had been found.

I walked on until I felt a hand wrap around my arm and I turned around to see Niall and Zayn waiting behind me.

"Mate, we need to talk." Zayn said, a sad look on his face.

"Hurry up then, I need to see Lo." I pointed to the door and shuffled towards it slowly as Niall spoke.

"Harry, just stop for two ticks. She's not gonna be herself mate. The Doc came to see us when ya were asleep."

I nodded, taking everything in he was saying and my heart lifted when I realised she wasn't dead.

"She's alive?"

"Harry, please just sit." Zayn's voice was strained as he begged me to sit down so I did, waiting to hear about how Lola would be.

They both sat on either side of me and Niall put a comforting arm around my shoulder.

"Um, the lorry that collided with her car went into her side and only her skull wasn't fractured. She, uh, fell into a coma straight away, Haz." Bile rose up in my throat as the boys gave me details of Lola's injuries, the whole idea of her being in pain made me feel ill.

I shook my head as Niall started to talk.

"The Doctor said it will be better for her to die like this, Harry. The cancer can't defeat her."

I swallowed and quickly looked up at him.

"What does that even mean, Niall?" I was confused.

"We're so sorry, Harry. We don't know what to say." Zayn continued,

"She's going to die within two hours, her body couldn't take the impact of the crash, she's too weak."

I dropped to my knees on the floor, guilt, anger and sadness overwhelming me.

I had less than a day left with her, her best friend had died, I'd broken her heart and it was all my fault.