Impenetrable (Harry Styles)

Life On Hold

*4 Weeks Later*

Harry's POV

"LEAVE ME ALONE, HARRY!" Ally screamed, tears streaming down her face as she threw a white and blue ceramic vase at me. I ducked and the vase hit the wall above my head and shattered, falling to the floor in shards.

I stood up and slowly, cautiously, walked towards her.

"Harry. Don't." She said as she slid her back down the wall to sit with her knees up and back against the wall.

You may asking why this is happening. Well, about a week ago, her sister, Abbey, was driving and a drunk driver in another car hit her. She's lived, but she's paralyzed from the waist down, in a coma, is stuck in a wheel chair in the hospital and the doctors 100% guarantee she will never walk again. She's still in the hospital and probably will be for a minimum of a month. Everyone, but ESPECIALLY Ally and her sisters, are taking it really hard. Everyone in Ally's family is very sensitive and they're very close to eachother. I've never seen them like this, especially my Ally Cat. I try to comfort her but she just pushes me out. I think she just wants to be alone for now. But I don't wanna leave her alone when she's hurting this bad. (Not breakup alone, just doesn't want anyone around her.) Her and I are always so close and are constantly touching eachother and are up on eachother all the time, so I don't know how that could change so much so fast. I really feel for her. I love her and really feel for her. I want to help her, but she wants to be alone, and I respect that, but I'm going to attempt to help her anyway. I'm NOT gonna let her hurt like this anymore. It has to stop.

"Babe, I love you, I hate seeing you hurt this bad. You're like a different person right now. How can I help you?" I said as I wrapped an arm around her after sitting on the floor against the wall with her. She leaned into my shoulder and grabbed the front of my shirt, fisting the thin fabric tightly, continuing to cry.

"Make Abbey better. Make it so this never happened." She cried, knowing I couldn't make that happen.

"I wish I could babe. I really do." I said then kissed the top of my head.

"But hey, she's gonna be okay. It could've been a lot worse." I reminded her.

"How?" She asked, honestly not knowing.

"She could've been killed. Easily." I said.

"Well at least she wouldn't be in this pain." She went on lightly crying.

"Oh, Al, she can't feel it. She can't feel from the waist down. Remember?" I reminded her of her sister's painless body.

Ally's POV

"I don't wanna talk about this now." I said standing up, wiping my tear-stained face then holding out a hand to help him up.

He took it and saw I was in his Ramones tshirt.

"I like how that looks on you." He complimented.

"Thanks?" I said looking at what I was wearing. His Ramones T-shirt which covered my light blue jean shorts and my hair was back in a messy bun, which got messier everytime I cried. But I'm done now. No more crying. Today... I know he's just giving me a pity compliment, even thought he somehow finds it true, but I do appreciate him immensely and love him to death.

"I'm gonna go clean myself up. Wanna join me?" I asked rather friskily, stretching my hand to him.

"You know it." He smirked, taking my outstretched hand in his much larger one.

We got to the master bathroom, closed the door and within, what seemed like seconds, we were naked. We climbed into the shower together and stood there a few seconds, admiring eachothers nude, bare bodies. Seconds later I lunged at Harry, he and I both fell to the bottom of the tub, Harry dangerously close to hitting his head. I was on top of him, kissing him fiercely, him returning the action.

"Harry, this is not gonna help." I realized, as this was the first time I'd ever had sex, or begun to have sex, with him and felt no pleasure out of it. I just want my sister to walk again, to feel below her waist again. She already said she felt like a waste of space, and now she's gonna feel even more like that waste. I laid my head on Harry's bare chest and closed my eyes. Although I couldn't see, I felt Harry's arm reach behind him to turn off the water. He put one hand on the back of my head and the other in between my shoulder blades. The closed shower curtain and water in the bathtub made my uneven cries bounce and echo off the shower walls. I just want to be alone, yet I need Harry with me. Until I sort myself out, I'm putting my life on hold.

A/N: Sorry guys, this sucked!! Writers block!! Should be gone soon, but I need ideas of what you guys want/think should happen! Come on, everyone needs to comment!!