The Countryside (Zianourry) (Book 1)

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We were now in Harry's room. Even though she wasn't awake, the doctors allowed us to stay in there, because they have done all that they can in order to save her. Anne and Gemma was able to make it and they were in the room with us. Gemma was holding onto Harry's left hand, and Anne was holding onto Harry's right. The nurse that gave us the good news, checked in on us on occasion, but whenever she saw that we were really not in the mood to talk, she would walk right back out.

"She's going to be okay," Louis whispered under his breath. "Yes babe. She is going to be okay and she will wake up eventually," I tell him and he nodded with a smile. "I don't think that I have ever felt this much pain since my mum and my little sister." "I know Louis." "I'm just so happy that she's going to be alright, because I wouldn't be able to live without another person who I love so much leaving..." I rubbed his back at that and nodded. There was nothing else to say to that. He's already heard what he had to hear.

Anne was singing the one song that Harry loved as a kid. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..." I looked at the boys and they gradually looked back at me. I held up 3 fingers and counted down. I then started to join in with Anne. Which had the boys do the same thing. Gemma looked at us, smiled, and joined in as well. We were singing all together, and we were just staring at Harry before....

A tear slipped from her right eye.

I stood up fast and I saw her blink. Before more tears fell from her eyes. I saw her grips on her sisters and mother's hands getting a little tight, and that's when I knew that she was awake. "Harry!" We cheered happily before getting closer to her bed. Her eyes opened and she looked at us before she broke down.

"I-I-..." "Let us get you some water," Niall said before he went in the corner of the room, and opened the small fridge. He took out a glass of water that the nice nurse left in there for Harry to drink for when she wakes up. He walked back, and passed it to Harry, who took it and took 5 gulps before passing the drink to her mother. She was still crying though.

"Hey... it's okay. It's not your fault okay? No need to apologize baby sis," Gemma said, because she knew her sister was going to apologize first. "But...bu-" "No need to reasons to apologize either," Louis said with a soft chuckle. She is really that type of girl that would blame herself before thinking for putting the fault on others. She looked at me, then at the others. "We are going to miss you," I said, because knowing her, she was going to go back to rehab and maybe find one new ways in order to keep the thought of drugs away from her.

"Well hello there Ms. Styles. How are we holding up?" The really nice nurse asked as she was walked into the room. "I'm... I-" "Don't be disappointed in yourself. I was in your place actually," she said and I looked at her. "Yup, after that I just stayed home, had a therapist visit me on a daily and be around loved one. Which was my husband at the time."

"You overdosed?" "Yeah. 8 times actually. I had a really depressing past. Lost my mum at the age of 5, my dad just walked out on my when I was thirteen, and I had no friends what so ever. Rehab never works actually." "It didn't?" "Well if it did, then it wouldn't have me dying 8 times in order for me to get over this. Do you have people who can help you with your addiction?"

Harry stayed quiet, glancing at us, then at her family. "Alrighty, then I suggest that they help you out of that dark place of yours immediately. I can give you my therapist too. I have his phone saved into my phone. If you need any more help, then my number would be on the back of the hospital card for when you walk out of here. I'll give it to you when you are cleared." "Thank you Ms..." "Oh hunny. Just call me Gracie Chambers. Plus, there's no need to thank me. We've got to help each other out she said.

"Just like your friend out there," she said and the room just went really quiet. "Friend? She put me back on this shit of a ride." "I know. She admitted to it and trust me, she is regretting it all. Your friend just went through a really hard patch. However, I believe that she should explain herself to you. Alone," she said and looked at us. "We di-"