Harry has been in a coma for 3 weeks already and i'm visiting him everyday. I sit on the chair next to his bed and hold his hand while reading the book he offered me on our first date over and over again. I almost didn't enter his room the first time i came here because the person who was in it was not the man i wanted to see but his mother arrived at this moment and helped me walk in the bedroom and fight my fears. Now, i know all the little details of this room, from the stain in one of the corners to the hole in the sheet, because i spend all my days here. I took a break from college. I was not able to concentrate in classes, my mind always wondering if Harry was okay and if he was finally awake. So, despite my mom telling me it wasn't healthy for me to spend all my time here, i decided to stay with Harry. I'm more peaceful now that i'm constantly next to him.
"You're beautiful when you're lost in thought."
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Cute Guy
Fiksi PenggemarI met a cute guy yesterday. He had brown curly hair and dimples. He sat next to me but didn't say anything. He just read a poetry book before leaving. A Larry Stylinson story. Short chapters.
