Where Love Hurts The Most( Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14

Kylie's P.O.V

Harry carried me into Zayn's room, the moment I saw him, I began to cry all over again, the sight of him hooked up to all those wires brought pain and guilt to consume me. Harry looked at me,

“Kylie if this is too much for you, I'll take you back?” Harry asked me

“No I'm fine, I kinda just want to talk to him alone, okay?” I asked Harry, hoping he would understand.

“Alright I'll be out in the hallway if you need me” he said as he placed me on the bed beside Zayn.

After Harry left the room, I stopped crying, because I knew if Zayn was awake, he would tell me to stop feeling guilty because, as he would put it, “Shit happens”. I've watched tons of movies where when the people are in coma, they can still hear you, the just can't say anything back to you, so I thought I would give it a go.

“Zayn, words can't explain how sorry I am, or the guilt I feel right now. It should be you thats awake right now not me. I should be the one still in coma. Everyones worried sick about you, Brianna can't stop crying because she loves  you so much.”, I began to cry harder than before, “Listen to me Zayn you are NOT going to die, you are going to wake up okay, we need you, Brianna needs you, your friends need you, I need you. Your the only thing I have when it comes to family, and you can't just leave me here to face this world alone!!” I lied my head on his chest, begging him to wake up, nothing, it felt like hours sitting there, but still nothing.

Harry's P.O.V

I could hear Kylie crying from out here in the hall. I knew that Zayn was the closest thing she had to family, so I decided I would just sit here on the floor until she was done. I sat there half feeling guilty like this was all my fault considering, I am the reason she got in that car upset, and I was the one that yelled on the phone to distract her, but then again that 18 wheel truck ran a red light so legally its his fault. The girl I love was lying on a hospital bed for a week in coma, because of me, and my best friend is still in coma as we speak. But then it pops in my head, that this all could have been avoided if Kylie never got mad at me, wait why was she angry at me in the first place? Think Harry think.. o yeah she said she saw a face time, from.......Brian's phone, while I was in the car... bingo! Now I know what happened..

Flashback..

“So.. I can't believe Kylie forgave you....” He said to me

“What do you mean?” I asked with eyebrows raised.

“Well, you did call her a slut at my party, and you trashed her reputation for the rest of her high school life, and then she just forgave you like that.” I wondered why he was bringing this up in the first place, I mean sure everyone knew that Brian had a thing for Kylie, but I knew she didn't feel the same.

“Well I love her Brian and thats all that matters I'm not one of those rude jerks that would be like,  Yeah I can't believe Kylie fell for that either, she thinks I didn't mean what I said when I called her a slut, but we all know its the truth. The only reason I got back together with her, is because Ericka was getting boring, and I needed a sleeping buddy?? No, I actually care about Kylie, I can see myself with her for the rest of my life, I love her and I'm never going to let her go.” I told Brian, I was beginning to get angry at all his questions. Thankfully we were already here, I hoped out the car, and thanked him for the ride. I walked over to the beach, and there she was. Her long brown hair flowing in the wind her shoes in the sand, while her toes wiggled in the sand, I quickly scooped up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

“There you are, I was looking for you, you know I would have come with you, I missed you.” I whispered in her ear.

“Don't touch me!!” she yelled at me.