Shut up, I'm Selfish! (Harry Styles)

SHOT 2

Seeing that I wasn't that much satisfied, I decided to work it out a little more.

Last update was really clichè... I wanted to change that.

Cheers!

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My eyes flew open. And I looked around. White? White all around? What just happened?

"Aira!" Mum cried, hugging me tightly. Oh. So. Tightly.

"Can't breathe!" I said, struggling a bit. Mum pulled away from me and wiped her tears away. She sniffed, "I...I'm really sorry dear! I'm just, I am really happy that you woke up! We were really worried! Very!" She exclaimed.

I laughed, calming her down." Well, I haven't really got any idea what you were talking about but, enlighten me please?"

She nods and sits at the chair beside my bed. I tried sitting down but I was too weak for that so I settled with just lying down.

"Your father," she started and I felt myself tensed a bit. She looked at me, as if noticing my sudden expression and I nod telling her to continue. "As I was saying, your father. Remember how he used to abuse us? Four months ago, he went back to our house telling us that he regrets everything he's done to us. But we refused to give in. And he...he..." she broke into sobs not continuing the story.

I hugged her, rubbing her back. "Shh...mom, if you don't want to continue,  then don't. I'm fine as long as you're not crying." I said and she shook her head, leaning against my shoulder.

I don't really want to know. Don't get me wrong I still couldn't remember what happened before I got here in the hospital and all and why I ended up having a coma for four months but I knew that I don't really want to hear the story of that stupid father of mine. He's not even my real father!

That's right. I'm adopted but I've always been a good daughter to dad so he hasn't got any reason to beat us but he did! He's harassing mom and I've already seen him a lot of times doing it.

An idiot he is.

The doctor entered and he talked to mom. I didn't get to hear what they were talking about because they went out of my room but I'm pretty sure that my condition is one of the subjects they're on to.

Of course, that's what doctors and guardians talk about, right?

Duh, Aira!  Don't ask yourself stupid questions!

I groaned and closed my eyes. My head aches like it will be the cause of my upcoming death. Oh wait. No, don't say die and death! Especially when I'm inside this creepy hospital.

But something's bothering me. Those dream. How weird can dreams get? Oh yeah,  they're dreams- a forever mystery in every people's lives.

Anyways-

I'm bored. Bored!  Someone help me!

I heard the door creaked open and my head shot up. My eyes widened with excitement when I saw who that person is.

"HARRY!" I exclaimed giving him the widest grin that I could make. I wanted to jump up and hug him but I just remembered how weak I am to do that. He smiles, going near me and flopping himself near the edge of the bed. Oh well...

"Missed me, love?" He asked, smirking.

I rolled my eyes. "Unfortunately..." he frowns and gave me the cutest pout.

Oh wait, that guy I'm talking to,people, is Harry Styles.  He's been my bestfriend for almost forever and I did felt pretty awkward once I remembered my dream of us acting like we're together and all. Like it would ever happen.