Imagine Part #9: Home?

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Your POV

I woke up, in an unfamiliar place.

"She's awake. She's conscious!" I heard someone say.

I then saw three or four doctors rush towards me.

"Louis?? Niall? Liam????" I said.

"Who?" asked one of the doctors.

"The guys! Are the guys alright?" I said frantically.

"It must've been the effect of the medicine." one of the doctors said. "You had a cerebral dysfunction while you we're walking outside. You've been in a coma for a year and a half."

I couldn't believe it.

It had all been a dream?

Meeting Harry?

Meeting the rest of the boys?

It couldn't have been.

I began to cry as the doctors tried calming me down.

"We have to announce to your mother that you woke up! Aren't you happy?" one of the doctors said.

I stood quiet, still thinking of my Harold.

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Your POV

As my mom walked into the room, I stayed there, still absent-minded.

It took some days for me to be able to go home.

When I was finally home, alone, I cried.

I cried until I had no more tears.

I stood in my house for a long time, my mother would text me asking if I was ok, I would lie to her and tell her that I was fine... But I missed Harry.

"You should have a walk outside." my mother texted me.

"Tomorrow." I replied.

"I'll text you often to make sure you're alright. But please go out and get some fresh air." she texted me.

I decided I would go for a walk tomorrow.

I really hope it would cheer me up.

At least just a bit.

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