I Need You

Chapter 7

I sprinted to the hospital and ran to the front desk. I asked for the room number Harry was in. They wouldn't tell me it since I had "no relation" to Harry. So, I said something that actually caught me by surprise, "I'm his girlfriend. You need to let me in there."

They looked at me strangely and were about to believe me until they realized I may have been just some crazed fan. But, I had no way to prove if I was or was not.

To my luck, Liam stepped in and told the lady that I had some relation to Harry and deserved to go in. And so we did.

As we climbed up the stairs, I panted, "What happened to Harry?"

Liam didn't respond right away. It took him a few moments to say, "I don't know.."

"What do you mean you don't know? Have you seen him yet?"

He shushed me and took me into room 231.

There he was. Harry was lying down in the little hospital bed all bruised up and sleeping.

All the boys looked at me as I watched him. I was about to tear and I can't even tell why.

"Is he going to be okay?" I asked.

"We hope so." Zayn said.

There was another silence and I was at a loss of words.

"What happene-" I started, but Niall cut me off, "He's in a coma."

I finally looked at their faces and noticed their puffy eyes. Woah, they really care about Harry.

"But what happened to him?" I said slowly.

"We don't know. He was driving his car to who knows where. And apparently, he was on the highway and wasn't paying attention. He crashed into a car and is now all wounded up." Niall explained.

"He's got a broken arm. His other hand is full of deep cuts from the glass of the windsheild. Partially fractured ribs. And a traumatic brain injury which caused his.. coma." Louis winced after each word he spoke.

I lost it then and there. I sat down on the nearest chair and put my face into my hands.

I get that I said I don't care about Harry and all. But we all know, I still kinda do.. And now that he's in a critical state, I can't live with myself. I feel like it's kind of my fault. He apologized and I never forgave him. What if I don't get another chance to actually forgive him? I really care about him. He basically was my foundation to life for a full couple of years. I can't let him go.. He really shouldn't let me go this way.

"How bad is the coma?" I said as Liam came behind me and hugged me.

"We don't know, yet." Liam said as I cried into his shoulders.

Then, there was another silence and I said whatever came into my mind: "It's my fault."

"What?" Zayn squinted.

"It's all my fault. I should have forgave him, but I didn't. He wasn't paying attention because of my harsh words. I shouldn't have been so harsh. No, I should have just let him off the hook, but I didn't." I cried harder.

"Don't say that, Carly. You can't tell if this all happened because of you. We don't know where he was going. He wasn't paying attention and he got what he got. You can't blame it on yourself." Niall assured me.

"I don't know. I really don't.." I sniffed.

Just then, the doctor walked in and opened his eyes largely at me. His name tag read: Dr. Johnson.

Dr. Johnson saw me and said, "Someone told me you're Harry's girlfriend. Would you like to be with him alone for a moment? He may actually hear you if you speak to him, although he won't respond.. which I think you alread know." He said trying to make me feel better.

All the blood rushed to my face. I was blushing intensly. I answered a simple yes to the doctor and turned away from him. I whispered a simple "They wouldn't let me in Harry's room, so I had to say I was his..." to the boys.

The boys let out a slight smug smile which caused me to roll my eyes.

As everyone left the room, I sat on the bed and stared at Harry. I sighed. I never even imagined being in a situation like this.

And for once in what seems to be forever, I didn't plan out what I was going to say. I just let it all out to him.

"Hi Harry.." I started.

"I know you can't see me right now, but I'm a complete mess. Heh." I let out some sort of chuckle.

"My whole life is a mess right now, but that doesn't matter. I just.. I just really want you to be okay. I know I said.. all those mean things, but I was just letting my anger out. I really do miss you and I do still... c-care about you. You've been for me all these years and then you left. We both know that really hurt me. But, after we saw each other again, you wanted me back into your life. I wasn't so sure about letting you in because I was scared of you leaving me, again. But, now that I know you're in a critical state, I realized everything. I realized how rude I was being to you. I'm sorry. I really am. You wanted to make amends and just amends. I should have allowed you. I really hope I didn't screw up the chance for us to forgive each other."

I sighed, "I want you to open your eye-lids and show me those beauftiful green eyes. I know it's hard, but keep trying. Keep trying everyday. I want to see those eyes again. I want to see you live. You can't stay in that coma, Harry. You have to fight. You have to fight for the boys, for your family, for your friends, for your fans, and for me. You have to promise me something.."

"Promise me that once you get out of this coma, we'll work things out."

"Promise me." I repeated as I got up and went back to the boys.

**Hiii. So, how are you guys liking the story so far?? hehe.

SERIOUS NOTE: ZAYN LEFT THE BAND...

I WAS CRYING FOR HOURS AND NOW HE IS GOING SOLO. I can't even right now. I respect his decision and all, but.. come back, Zaynie. ;( One Direction will never be the same without him..

As for my story, I'm gonna incorporate Zayn leaving into the following chapters. (as horrible as that sounds, I gotta do that.. i can't write for someone who isn't in the band. It'll just stir up my emotions).

And soo yeah. Thank you for reading, by the way. Be sure to vote, comment, and follow. Chao! :*