You Come Home Crying, (HARRY)
Harry: You drive home, tears blurring your vision. Earlier on in the day a drunk driver had hit your mum. She had no time to move and it just hit her. You called an ambulance as soon as it happened. She was rushed into hospital unconscious, you were trying to have hope but chances were slim. As soon as she got to the hospital she got put in a coma, they didn't know how long for but they advised you to go home and get some rest. You tried to put up a fight but you were too tired. You ended up leaving the hospital. Not knowing what might happen to your mum.
You trudge up the patio stairs and open the front door, Harry's stood with his phone to his ear; as soon as he sees you he takes you in his arms. "Where the hell were you?! You've been gone since nine this morning!" He says pulling away and looking into your eyes, "why are you crying? Has something happened?"
You nod your head slowly, trying hard not to let anymore tears fall, "my mum, she's in a coma, Harry I'm worried." You cry, he pulls you back into his arms.
"Do you want to tell me how this happened?" He asks you taking you up to the room you both share. He sits you down on the bed and lets you lie on his chest while you explain everything to him. After you finish explaining everything to him he lets out a few sniffles and wraps his arms tighter around you, "Everything will be okay. When we go to bed just think about her, and say and think to yourself that everything will be okay. We'll go in and see how she's doing tomorrow but we just have to be positive for now baby. Okay?" You nod and lift your head up, a wet patch on Harry's t-shirt where you've been lying. You wipe your face with your fingers and look down to Harry, whose eyes are red, starting to go slightly puffy. "Can we just go to sleep now, and wake up in the morning and everything will be okay?"
He sits up and cups your face with one of his hands, "it doesn't work like that (Y/N)." You sigh and stand up to get ready for bed.
"Can we go to bed now?" You whisper, still thinking about everything that happened today.
"Of course." He holds his hands out and brings you down softly onto the bed, whispering sweet nothings into your ear until you fall asleep.
**Thanks for 40K reads. Never thought I would get over 100 reads hahaha. 5+votes for the next lot of preferences? The next one will be sweet and not as dramatic. I've realised I've had quite a few of dramatic ones in a row! Haha**
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