-Prayers-

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Bri's POV:

I awoke to the sound a machine beeping. I try to sit up, but when I move my head hurts really bad. As I slowly open my eyes, I see a hospital room. My mom and dad are sitting in 2 chairs across the room. When they see me awake, they burst into tears and incase me in a bone crushing hug. I was trying to remember why I would be in the hospital, but I honestly cannot remember anything. After my parents finally calmed down, my mom said still sniffling, "I'm sorry sweetie, we are just so h-happy y-you are alive."

"Wait, what happened?" I asked, still confused.

"Oh honey, you don't remember the crash?" She said with sorrow in her eyes. That must've triggered something cause all at once it came slamming back to me. Everything from me getting in the car to the moment everything went black. I started to panic, and said frantically, "Wait, where's Harry? Is he okay? Oh my gosh this is all my fault!" I put my head in my hands and started crying.

My mom came over once again and tried to comfort me, but my gut had a feeling I already knew what was coming. My mom took a deep breath and said, "Bri, Harry is alive right now but," She takes her bottom lip between her teeth; I could tell she was choosing her words carefully.

"But he isn't doing very well. The crash had a huge effect on his brain, and as of this moment he is in a coma. I'm so sorry honey." She said with a look of sympathy in her eyes.

At this exact moment in time, I swear I could physically feel my heart being ripped out of my chest. I curled up into a ball and started sobbing. This is all my fault, Harry is either going to stay in a coma forever, or die. No matter how it ends, it will be my fault. I never should've agreed to go on that car ride.

Then I realized I could've missed my only chance to ever tell Harry that I was in love with him. I eventually got exhausted from crying so much, my eye lids were barely staying open. I subcommed to the darkness, hoping it would lead me to Harry.

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I wake up, and can immediately tell out the window that the sun is rising because of the heat and light shining down onto my body. I see a clock on the wall in front of me and it read 6:57. After that I  look around, but don't see my parents in the room. I remembered Oh yeah, they probably left yesterday while you were pitying in your own puddle of sorrow. I feel so pathetic, but I just kept crying. I can't get over the fact that I might never get to see his beautiful face smiling again, or hear his voice one more time.

When I finally calm down, I press the button that calls the nurses. When my nurse comes into the room, she talks with me for a while, checks my heart monitor, and other stuff like that. Harry comes through my mind once again, and right before the nurse left the room I sat up and exclaimed, "Wait! Do you know what room Harry Styles is located in?"

"Yes, indeed I do. Do you know him?"

"Yeah, I'm the one he got into the crash with. We are best friends. Can you please go take me to see him... Elizabeth?" I asked looking at her name tag.

She agreed, and helped me get into a wheelchair since I wasn't stable enough to walk on my own yet. While we were on our way there, she informed me the newest information about how he is doing. Elizabeth said that he is alive, and by the moniters they can tell his brain and heart are still working perfectly fine. When she mentioned he is still in a coma, my mood immediatly changed though. I asked her if they know when he will wake up, and she said sadly no.

She tried to ease it on me, but I knew by that she meant for all we know he could wake up in an hour, or possibly never. The very thought of that just broke my heart, but I had to stay strong for him. We were transported to London's biggest hospital,  Royal London Hospital, so it took a while to get to Harry's room. While we were going there, Elizabeth and I just talked for a bit.

When we finally got to his room, she opened the door and I naturally gasped. Harry had bruises all over his body, along with loads of wraps and bandages. He was hooked up to several different machines that I assumed was keeping him healthy. Tears were threating to come out my eyes as Elizabeth wheeled me up to the bed. She left the room and shut the door softly, silently signaling that she would give me some private time with Harry.

I took his big hand in my small one, and started to cry again even though I thought I had no tears left. Hoping he would somehow hear me I quietly kept saying things to him like, "Harry please wake up, I'm so sorry this is all my fault." and, "There is so much I haven't told you, please stay with me."

After what only felt like a matter of minutes, Elizabeth came in and told me I had to go back to my room cause it was getting late and the doctors had to run more tests on him.

"How long have I been in here?" I asked, puzzled because it felt so short.

"It's been almost 4 hours sugar." She said in her soothing country accent. What?!?!? How has it already been that long? I reajust myself in my wheelchair, then she comes over and we start the long walk back to my room.

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After ages of her pushing me, Elizabeth and I finally get to my room and she tells me goodnight. She also mentions that she is working a night shift tonight and the hospital so to press the assistance button next to my bed if I ever need her. I thank her, then get into "my bed".I get comfy and a sudden wave of melatonin washes over me. I yawn and stretch, but before I let my eyes close, I look out the window and at the stars. Then I pray. I pray that Harry will be okay and wake up, so I can tell him what I've been trying to deny for so long.


Hey guys! How is everyone doing? Good, I hope. I don't know if someone has told you this today so I thought I should. You are a beautiful person and you have so much worth. Don't ever doubt that. If you ever need anything like advice, someone to talk about their problems or drama with, someone to talk to, or something else DO NOT hesitate to dm me. I will not judge anyone! I love each and every one of you, and I hope you have an amazing day or night!
(Sorry for any spelling errors in the chapter)

-Aubrey💕

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