No ones.
Although Ashton was dealing with his own problems with the gang in America, Harry was trying to hold in his tears. Niall hadn't woken up from his sleep, and Harry was the only one allowed back.
Tubes upon tubes were flowing through machines and into Niall, whether it be in his head or his arms or even through his nose.
His heartbeats were shown up on a monitor, beating in a continuous rythem. Atleast he knew he was okay. The nurse walked in and checked his vitals, for what seemed like 30th time in the past hour.
"Miss," Harry cleared his throat, gaining her attention. "Is he, you know, going to be okay?"
She nods, "yes son. He's gonna be quite alright. He's just, still sleeping."
"I'm 17 not 4," Harry scoffed. "I know he's in a coma okay.."
She pats his shoulder, "we're gonna help him. Please, go home and get some rest?"
Harry sighed, he had been here for quite sometime maybe 4 days? He wasn't for sure. But what he did know, is that the love of his life was sleeping for god knows how long.
But what he didn't know, was the trouble that was soon ahead.
End.
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