THE CURB (MATURE HARRY STYLES AU) #WATTYS2016

CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE.

THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW

"Mr. Styles is conscious, you can visit him now." A nurse tells Selvia after the wait of a hour and half and immediately she jumps from her seat, desperate to see that dumb kid.

Her eyes drift towards Zayn whose asleep, his head lying on Niall's shoulder and mouth hanging open. A smile creeps on her lips and see looks over at Laura who is also watching the boy sleep like he hasn't slept for weeks.

"Zayn." Selvia says quietly, grabbing his shoulder and gently shaking him. "Why don't you go first Laura and I'll wake him up and we'll join you there." Selvia says averting her attention back to Laura whose seems extremely eager at the moment.

Laura's eyes travel from Zayn to Niall and then to Selvia before she nods her head and follows after the nurse.

"Wake up, you sleeping beauty." Laura hears Niall saying, followed by a giggle from Selvia before she gets too far away from them to hear anything.

As Laura reaches the room, the nurse stops her from going inside, smiling politely.

"Don't disturb the patient too much. Please don't say anything that will disturb him. Lastly, smile and act every thing is fine." The nurse explains before she opens the door.

Laura nods at the nurse before quietly entering the room. She lets out a shaky breath as she hears the sound of door closing behind her, signifying that she's alone in the room with Harry.

Slowly and quietly she approaches Harry's bed, her eyes fixed on the boy's emotionless face as he lies there with his eyes clamped shut, like he's still asleep.

A frown grows on her face when she's close enough to see Harry's face properly. There are two small tubes that are passed into his nostrils and by the looks of it, he must be having a hard time breathing with them.

Harry's face looks extremely pale and almost lifeless, the red in his cheeks is no longer visible and those beautiful cherry lips have lost there colour.

Laura feels her bottom lip quivering as she stares at him and realizes that if it wasn't for the steady rise and fall of his chest, she would've thought that Harry's dead.

With a moment of hesitancy, she brings her hand up and lets her fingers gently touch his cold hand. A gasp escapes her mouth in surprise when Harry's fingers twitch before slowly, he closes his fingers around hers, letting out a sigh from his mouth.

Laura's eyes flicker from their hands and towards Harry's face and she finds him looking up at her with half open eyelids, probably still under the effect of the medicine the doctor had given him.

"Hey." Laura greets him quietly, forcing a small smile on her lips and ignoring the tears that are about to fall from her eyes.

Harry blinks before a smile takes over his lips and Laura realizes that although he looks so ill, his smile is as bright and beautiful as always, enough to take anyone's breath away.

"The other are here too. We were all so worried." Laura tells him, gently squeezing his hand.

Just then, she hears the sound of door opening and she stretches her neck backwards to see a tired looking Zayn entering the room, followed by Selvia and Niall.

"Let me see him." Selvia says loudly as she pushes Zayn out of her way and quickly approaches Harry, her eyes taking him in before finally focusing her attention to his face.

Laura moves out of her way, letting go of Harry's hand and taking a step back as Selvia takes her previous position.

"Oh my little baby." Selvia says quietly, placing a kiss on his temple before she moves away, feeling the tears forming in her eyes.