Just My Luck (One Direction)

Chapter 19.

Harry's POV:

It had been exactly 2 weeks, 3 days and 14 hours that Cris had been in a coma. In that time frame, I have only gone home to shower, and that was only for 20 minutes at a time.

I couldn't miss it if she woke up, it was all my fault that she was in this hospital right now. I had an appointment with a specialist on her condition in five minutes and I was nervous as hell.

I waited around, looking through the tweets with #GetBetterSoonCris and I couldn't help but smile sadly and the various tweets she was getting. It had been trending for the full 2 weeks of her being in here and the support she was getting was amazing.

I turned my head when I heard a knock on the door and stood up, shaking myself out of my daze and letting the doctor in.

"So, what can you tell me that I haven't already heard a million times?" I said, leaning forward and resting my arms on my knees.

"Well, there is one thing in particular that I wanted to tell you. I obviously know your a singer, and the chances are slim, but it's said if you sing to someone they have better chances of waking up." He said, adjusting his glasses on his face.

We talked for a few more minutes after that but as he said that's what he mainly came in for. When he was done he left I turned to Cris, taking her hand and began singing Sad by Maroon 5.

I only realised I was crying when splashes landed on her hand. I looked down, just in time to see her hand twitch.

My breath hitched in my throat as I looked over her, for another chance of movement. I laid my head on her hand and continued singing quietly.

"Ohh, but I'm scaaared, today. That there may not be another one like this and I confess that I'm only holding on by a thin thin thread," I whispered, crying.

I felt a hand nudge me as my head whipped me up and I saw a tired and confused face look at me.

I shouted for a doctor as one came quickly running in, checking the machines and looking at her charts. After a few minutes they left and I walked up to her.

"Cris.." I whispered, stroking her cheek and tucking her hair behind her ear. She looked up at me, blinking slowly and cocking her head, confused.

She whispered three words which made my world crash down around me, "who are you?"