Stuck [Harry Styles]

Prologue

I took a deep breath and heard noises that woke me up. People talking and peeping sounds which annoyed me. I opened my eyes and felt my whole body sore, I was so exhausted. I took a look around carefully and I realized I wasn't in my room.

I was in a white room with machines. I frowned as I looked through the window and I saw all of my family and friends standing outside. They were crying and pacing back and forth. Of course, I realized I was in the hospital, but what was I doing here? 

What happened? I couldn't remember anything happened other than I was driving away from Gemma's flat. 

I looked at the bed and I shot up quickly with a scream leaving my mouth. I covered my mouth as soon as I saw myself sleeping on the bed and what assured me that I wasn't dead was the machines around me. I was in a very bad state.

Bruises everywhere and to be honest, I thought those machines were lying because of my condition. I looked dead. How was I here? Why was I seeing myself? I mean I should have been there, inside that body.

Was I dead? Why did it feel like I was in a movie?  Was this a prank or something? I was so damn confused and going insane.

I looked at the window again and they couldn't see me. I kept waving my hands like a crazy man and yelling for them to hear, but they couldn't. Just like I used to watch on TV. 

"No, no." I sighed. "This isn't real. This is a dream, wake up! Wake the fuck up, Harry," I whispered to myself and my body collapsed on the floor with my eyes shut. I kept telling myself this was not real, only a dream that I couldn't control and felt so real.

"Good, you are finally awake!" My eyes shot open again and I saw small bare feet. I looked up to see a smiling little girl. She had blue eyes and long brown hair that past her shoulders. 

"You can see me?"

"Of course, I can!" She was so little and beautiful. I guess she was seven years old or even six. She sat next to me on the floor and I looked at her like she was my only help. I needed to know what the hell was happening?

"H-How can you... see me?" 

"Um, maybe because I'm like you?" She said in her little voice.

"Like what?"

"Ghosts."

"Ghosts?!" I shot up quickly as my eyes went wide. She stood up in front of my body and looked up at me like I was a huge building. I was so tall, so I had to kneel down to her height. 

"Am I dead?"

"No. You are stuck between life and death."

"You have got to be kidding me." I stood up normally again and the door was pushed open to reveal a man in a white coat. It was the doctor with the nurse behind him.

He looked at my body then at some files, he took few moments to read them. "He had been like this for three days now," The nurse spoke.

The doctor shook his head and sighed. "He is in a coma, I don't expect him to wake up anytime soon. The accident was pretty bad." 

What accident? I had been like this for three days.

What the hell happened?

This is just the start. As you can see Harry is a ghost and he is trying to remember what happened. To be honest I am nervous about this but excited to write it, I had this idea for a long time and I decided to finally post it. I hope you like it and please, don't forget to vote and comment! Also this is dedicated to the amazing whammystyles (Dani my love!) because she is so kind and lovely! And check her out, she has perfect stories!