D A Y 40
Coma. It's a bad thing.
I hate it.
Get out of it.
Because i can't look at you.
Covered with bruises and gashes with a knee surgery.
That was successful.
You can wake up now.
Please, baby.
*******
I hate myself
YOU ARE READING
50 Days // Narry AU
FanficFifty days of traveling and fifty days of Harry writing in the small journal. 'I think I have found him, without physically finding him. I know I have, because I find these little things. Things only he would do, and...
