Misery -Harry Styles Fanfic-

Chapter Eleven

A/N: I'm really glad that people actually read this shit. Im close ish to 1,000 reads. That's fabulouis. Ooh wow I'm a carrot. Hashtag YOLO swag. Okay just kidding. Im a loner for valentines day. This will be a valentines day chappie. So very romantic and sweet. If you don't like those kind of stories then destroy yourself anally with a cactus. Mhm. That is all sweeties. (: ILYSM.

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Harry's P.O.V

Her jet black hair shimmered in the light of the hallway. She was enchanting. Her smile made the dim hall look like heaven. When she spoke, her voice sounded like the tinkling of bells. It was just so extraordinary. It's hard to believe that she had been in a coma for weeks and that she had forgotten who I was. Something about the knots in my stomach and the jitters I got inside told me that everything would be alright. We would be together, even if it meant staying in an institution. I carried her around the whole floor, showing her where we met for daily feeling sessions and for eating. She looked delighted to be there. Deep inside, I knew that she was delighted to be in my arms. She felt at home. With every second, I began falling more in love.

Footsteps were coming from down the hallway. We would be in deep shit if they found us. God, they'd lock us up with the crazed people in the straitjacket department. "Lila, we need to hide." I whispered into her ear. Her eyes flashed with worry. I kissed her softly to reassure her that everything would be okay. I carried Lila to the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator came, and I pushed ourselves into it quickly. The door closed behind us. I pushed the number 6 and we went up. Before the elevator went up to floor 4, I hit the stop button. The elevator immediately stopped. Now we had to wait.

For the most part, it takes about 15 minutes for the night guards to check one floor. I would know. I've escaped to the elevators to evade the guards. All I had to do wait wait, and listen. I had to listen for the sound if an elevator going down. Then, we would be safe. Lila sat in the corner of the elevator. From the looks of it, she was half awake, half asleep. It was cute. I went down and sat beside her, taking her into my arms and cradling her. "Harry?" Lila looked up at me, she was weary. "Hmm..." I looked back at her. "Harry, will you sing to me?" I smiled. I loved singing to her. She smiled like a child when I did. "Okay Lilac." I began thinking if a song to her. Then it came to me.

"All along it was a fever. A cold sweat hot headed believer. I threw my hands in the air and said, show me something. You said, if you dare come a little closer. Around and around and around and around we go. Ohh, now tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know. Not really sure how to feel about it. Something in the way you move, makes me feel like I can't live without you. It takes me all the way. I want you to stay." I whispered the last two lines because Lila had slipped into a deep sleep. "Lila, I want you to stay." I kissed her forehead and began waiting.

I woke up to the sound of my own snores. Way to go. I looked down at my arm to see the time. No luck. I forgot, they had confiscated my watch when I first came here. Well, I at least had to try and go back to our room. Very carefully, I undid myself from Lila. I changed my destination to the third floor. The doors opened once again and I picked Lila up, bridal style. She was considerably light, even though she was sleeping. It occurred to me that she has lost a lot of weight. Her curves didn't show through and her thighs had a gap the size of the Pacific Ocean. I wish her body wouldn't have changed, I loved her curves. I loved everything about her. As I rounded the corner, Lila stirred. "Shh, go back to sleep princess." She nodded and laid back in my arms. I wouldn't mind doing this every night.

According to the window in our room, it was still night. I was perfectly fine with that. The more sleep I got, the better. I placed Lila down in her bed and kissed her forehead. "Night princess." I mumbled on her forehead. Her eyes opened and she smiled. My fingers found hers and they intertwined. I cupped her cheek with my other hand and bent down to kiss her softly. Her lips were soft, almost like velvet. The space between us diminished quickly. I was on top of her, kissing her. This wasn't a good place to do this. Or a good time. I pulled up and kissed her goodnight before going to lay in my bed.