Awake. (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

I'm Awake.

I can hear them.

The people around me, voices. One in particular. It sounds so tired. Strained and slow.

I wonder why.

is that an accent?

Australian maybe?

No...British? Sounds about right.

Where am I? How did I get here? I can't seem to lift my heavy eyelids. I try to move my body but I feel stuck, as though I'm being weighed down by a ton of bricks.

I try again. Nothing.

Then again, this time concentrating on opening an eye.

I suddenly see a bright light shining on my face, I squint trying to get used to the light.

I use all of my strength to lift my head from the pillow it was on. I look in front on me to see a blob at the end of my bed. I blink my still tired eyes a few times and focus my blurred vision. It turns out the blob is a man.

Or rather, a boy.

The boy is very handsome, as far as I can tell. Tall, with rather large curly hair, and are those green eyes?

He is speaking to a man in a white coat, I assume he is a doctor. Which means I am in a hospital.

Why though?

I try to speak, nothing but a squeak coming from my dry, cracked lips.

Suddenly they both look down at me. I look at them with raised eyebrows.

There is complete silence until the boy looks me in the eye, tears welling up in his own. He opens his mouth and I sit there, wondering what he will say,

"Lennox?"