I Should've Known (Harry Styles)

Chapter 1

-Leah's POV-

Saturday; April 1, 2013 2:03 a.m.

Numb. All I feel is numb.  

Have you ever reached that point in your life when you finally have encountered that special someone, the person who you legitimately know is "the one". Life just seems like its finally living up to the fullest. Even if you've had major ups, and horrendous downs, in the end everything works out. Maybe not the way you planned it, but it just does.

Little did I know that all stories must come to an end.  

So here I am laying down on a hospital bed, leaving my loved ones worrying when I will wake up. Oh wait did I ever tell you? I'm currently in a coma. I know it's weird, but my body is shut down, yet my mind isn't.

I wonder what Aunt Helen is thinking right now. She must be seriously pissed at me right now. You see, last night I was driving home from a club because I was celebrating my best friend's 18th birthday. Yeah we weren't old enough to even go to a club but that didn't stop us from actually going. Well on the ride home I was flat drunk and the idiot I am, I didn't bother to call a cab. I remember speeding down Crescent Ave. and then, BOOOM! Thats when my life flashed before my eyes, or so I thought.

Now here I am. Unable to wake up, my body completely shut down. I don't know how long it's going to be like this, but for all I know, I'm going to be dead when I wake up. And let me tell you, nothing's more scarier than being lectured by Aunt Helen.

Who knows what she'll say about me drinking and driving! And at an underage too! Speaking that I'm only like, 17. What was I thinking.. Drinking at 17. Who cares? I was at a club, I was there to have some fun. Plus my best friend in the whole entire world, Eleanor, was turning 18! WHOOP WHOOP! Besides, all my friends were drinking too. Well most, well some.. Well, ok maybe just me and this other blonde chick. Wait... I know exactly why I drank last night.. I saw him. The one whom I never wanted to see ever again. Harry fucking Styles.

I could just imagine that small, intense moment we had when we locked eyes for the first time in which seems like forever. 

Was he just a phase? Was he the one factor that could bring me closer to "the one"? Or was he the right guy at the wrong timing? Or maybe the wrong guy at the right timing? What hurts to even question is, was he the right guy at the right timing? Whatever it was, I can't seem to let him slip by me like he didn't mean something to me. He obviously is a thought stored in my head for quite some time, probably over 2 years already. I don't know. What's so special about him now? I haven't talked him in a while, we'll ever since last school year ended. Was my mind only wanting him because of the past? If that's the case, then why didn't I let go? What connection do we have now? Oh right, it was left behind with all of our memories. Maybe we have gone our separate ways. But, were we even on the same path?

Hmph...

Truth be told, I was blinded in a fantasy. But once I stepped back into reality, my vision was no different. Now all I feel is numb.  

As I finish my final thoughts of what seems to be the day, the hunger for sleep grows heavier and heavier as I mentally block out all of the black wonders happening beneath my eye lids.

Zzzzzz..

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