I wake up to the smell of cleaning supplies and bacon. I am instantly in pain the second I open my eyes. It takes me a while to register where I am and the why I'm in a hospital, soon the the memories of last night flash back and it makes me wish I was still laying unconscious. The memories hurt more than the many stitches all up and down my arm. It takes my eyes a while to get used to the bright sun light, shining though the large window on the other side of the large hospital room I was in.
I manage to sit myself up and notice the tray of eggs, bacon and toast laying out in front of me. I rub my eyes and look around the room. Its very tidy. My eyes still scanning the room, I notice a curly haired boy in the deepest sleep sprawled out on the small chair at the end of my bed. I can't help but smile at the sight but then I remember, he did this to me. I wouldn't have been in this pain, in this hospital, or in this situation at all if he wasn't involved. Just as my thoughts start spiraling his eyes flutter open and his deep green eyes meet my gaze. His face goes into instant panic as he pushes himself up off of the chair. As he steps closer to me I notice his tear stained cheeks and red puffy eyes. Has he been here all night?
"Luna..." His voice is incredibly raspy.
"Don't." Is all I manage to say.
"I know you'll never forgive me for this but I need to tell you something." The fear behind his eyes is noticeable but he is trying to hide it.
"Get out." I can't even look at him without seeing the images from last night.
"Luna please..." He pushes.
"No Harry! I wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for you! And neither would Calum! I can't be around people who hit me and my friends." I scream, as the nurses rush into the room.
"Is everything ok in here?" One of them asks. She seems familiar with her long red hair and dark blue eyes.
"No. I want him out." I croak as a few tears spill out of my eyes.
"Mr. Styles, we're going to have to ask you to leave." She says. How does she know his name?
"Luna please, I need to tell you something." He raises his voice.
The two male nurses grab each of Harry's arms. He fights back.
"Luna! Please! Don't do this!" The nurses are struggling to pull him out of the room. As the tears continue to spill down both of our faces.
"Harry, you need to go." I say softly but I can see my words hurt him.
He finally stops fighting and lets the nurses take him away from me.
I fall back onto the pillow and let the tears fall down my cheeks continuously.
I am waken up by the creek of an opening door. I look over to my left and see the doctor coming in.
"Sorry to wake you Mrs. Belford, but I just wanted to check up on you and see how your doing. Does everything feel ok?" He asks
"Yes. Everything's fine. Thank you." I smile.
"Of course. Now I'll let you het the rest you need." He smiles back. He seems very young for a doctor. Dirty blonde hair that's slightly spiked up with dashing blue yes... Luna this is your doctor your talking about. I need to go to sleep and hope that this pain medication will ware off eventually. Makes me feel not right. And very woozy. I look out of the window before drifting off to sleep. I see the sun slowly setting and see the palm trees swaying in the wind from down below. And I want nothing more than to be down there on the beach, burying my toes in the sand and watching as the waves stumble to shore. I want all of the memories to be gone. And everything at peace. And with those words I was out.
I am woken up by a loud crash and I open my eyes to Harry holding his foot in the middle of my room and the small metal chair that was next to my bed now laying on its side. I let out a small giggle at the sight. This medicine is really messing with me.
"Erm... sorry I didn't mean to wake you." he sounds nervous.
"Harry you...you shouldn't be in here..." I'm still half asleep and hardly even know what's going on.
"I know I'm sorry... I just thought I could give you some company." He says and turns away. Seconds later I hear the door close. Wow. Didn't think he would leave without a fight. I feel bad for saying that. Me feet are up and moving belfry I can even think about what I'm doing. I walk slowly up to the door and open it. I peek my head out into the dark hallway and see the boy with the curls walking down with his hands shoved in his pockets.
"Harry..." I speak but I can't really hear anything come out.
"Luna? What are you doing out of bed?" He quickly walks back to me and guides me back to bed.
"Is everything ok?" He seems very concerned.
"Uh...yeah." I reply.
"Ok.." he starts to walk away again.
"Harry...come back."
He spins his head around and looks at me with a very surprised try happy look on his face.
"Stay with me." I add.
"Ok." he slumps down in the blue chair on the other side of my bed.
"No." I am going to regret this tomorrow.
"What?"
"Here. " I say and pat the spot on the bed next the me. His eyes light up with joy as he slowly climbs onto the bed. He decides to let me be the small spoon even though I was willing to be the big one.
I really shouldn't be doing this but I just needed someone to hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok. With everything that's going on. Even if that person is the one that hurt me in the first place.
I feel Harry's hand struggling to find my hand so I make it easier for him and place my hand in his and wait to feel his long fingers wrap around my own.
"Luna.." he begins.
"Mm hmm?" God i am so tired.
"I hate myself for doing this to you, hurting you, it kills me to think that I've done this. I am so fucking sorry." His voice is so quite I can barely hear him. I know I shouldn't be doing any of this right now but the feeling from the medicine and my drowsiness overcomes my conscious.
"It's okay." I say, knowing that it wasn't. Knowing that I will be a different person in the morning, wanting different things but all I want in this state, in this moment, is for him to hold me and bring me the familiar comfort that his arms bring to me ever time I lay in them.
And with that I fell asleep, with everything that I wanted.
