It's a never ending story

Hospital

I wake up, with pain on my back and not knowing where I was. I hear a soft shift in a chair and I turn around to see Harry sleeping in a chair snoring quietly, the longer I stare the more I fall in love with him.

I try to stand up and I hear him jump out the chair and run to me. "Babe, you're awake! Omg you've been asleep for days." Harry says hugging me. I look at his eyes, they're bloodshot red from how tired he is. I automatically feel bad, this isn't how it's suppose to be. I'm having Niall's baby, I can't be falling in love with my best friend for heaven sakes. "Jen, you okay?" He snaps me out of my thought.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just need to use the rest room." I walk in, close the door and just sit on the toilet for a couple minutes clearing my thoughts which seem hours to me. I walk out and I see him laying in the bed soundly asleep. I shuffle myself and lay next to him, making sure that the little bed can fit us both. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep but I have so many questions that I just cant.

"Harold?" I murmur. No response. "Harry?" I say a little louder trying to wake him up.

"Yeah?" I softly hear him say. Lifting his head and softly opening his eyes looking straight at me. "What's up?"

"Did I kill him?" I say looking at him, after a couple seconds of silence, I shift my body to get up but he pulls me in closer and lowers his head into my chest.

"He's in ICU, it's been almost a week since what happened. It's all my fault! If I would have walked you up the stairs none of this would have happened! I didn't hear you shout I'm so stupid! I should have taken his key when you moved in, its my fault!! I'm so sorry."

"It's okay! It's not your fault, I didn't know he was in the room till I came in. When he grabbed me I didn't know who had control and when I tried pulling my hand away from the gun, it shot him and everything went black. What matters now is that he's getting better, the baby being okay and you being at my side. Please don't leave me, I wouldn't know what to do with out you at my side. I love you." I say lifting his head up to meet mine.

I close my eyes and kiss him softly in the lips. For a second I didn't know if he was going to push away. Or if this was a good idea but I didn't care. He didn't move away, he kissed me and I kissed him back. I felt like for a second everything was okay, I wasn't afraid of loving him because I knew he felt the same way I did. We loved each other.