Infinity

If I tried, I know it would feel like... (chapter 21)

Anaelle Johnson
When I woke I was rather sore from the night before. Harry was already up looking at me, playing with my hair.
"Good morning love." He muttered as his lips pressed against mine. I just fluttered my eyes shut and kissed back. Our kiss lasted a long while and when Harry pulled off I could feel a smile spread across his beautiful British face. Harry let out a moan as he stretched his arms over his head as he got up and out of bed. He headed for the shower. I followed behind him. "What are you coming in?" He asked giggling knowing I wasn't. "Shut up! No! I just have to pee!" Harry undressed himself, even though he was barely dressed, a pair of sweats that hung low on his waist. He stepped in the shower and began to sing to himself. It sounded beautiful, his accent slightly went away. When he sings I feel secure, like I'm in heaven. I wish he would sing more often.. he has the voice of an angel and I want to hear it all the time, but he refuses. I was actually shocked that he was singing right now. He never sings, except quietly somtimes to himself as he writes his song. The song he was singing was actually the one he had written. But every time he would get to the chorus he would hum the last part. He was missing a final word practically. He must've written a new part whilst I was sleeping.
If I tried, I know it would feel like...
Feel like what? I know for a fact it's not feel like hmmmmmm..hmmmmhmm, hmmmmmm, yaaayayaya hmmmmmm.
I could see Harrys outline as he took a shower. His movements slight and slow. He was so tired. He washed the soap out if his beautiful dark locks. He finished and took a towel in that was hanging on the door of the shower. He dried himself off and wrapped the towel at his waist. He stepped out running his hand through his damp dark hair. He smiled when he noticed I had been starring at him. "Nice view love?" He let out a tired, deep, gorgeous laugh. I just shook my head, blushing as I realized I had been obviously starring at him for such a long while. How could you blame me though. It's Harry.
"I like your song..." I placed my hands on his back massaging it slowly as he was drying his hair. "Thank you." He turned and kissed my forehead. When he pulled off he brought be into a warm, welcoming hug and I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth of his masculine body against mine. "But you left out a word or two.." He could feel me smiling since I was pressed against him. He just chuckled and shook his head. It felt like we were standing there for hours in each other's arms. It was probably only a few minutes. Harry pulled off as he usually does because I would stay like that all day if I could. He turned back around and finished drying his hair and then brushed his teeth. I could see him look at me every now and then in the mirror. I was beginning to take my clothes off because I wanted to take a shower. Even though I didn't need one.. I was really just cold and when Harry pulled off from our hug it made me colder. I stepped in only to hear Harry start singing again. This time at the chorus where the one word was missing he would say random words seeing if they sounded good, which they didn't.
If I tried, I know it would feel like...a lifetime
Feel like... eternity
Like... vastitude
Like... infitude
The words coming out of his mouth.. some I had never heard before. Vastitude? What is that? Why does he even know that word? I could hear Harry start to get frustrated as he couldn't think of other words. It scared me when he hit his fist on the counter, I let out a squeal as he did so. "I'm sorry babe! I didn't mean to scare you!" He sounded quite genuine. "It's okay love.." I sounded shook up as I tried to catch my breath. My mind instantly went to my dream. Well nightmare. All I could see was myself practically dying. Then I would see flashes of Harry.. but it was scary, because it was the Harry in the dream. Not the Harry I knew. I scared myself so bad I jumped, which caused me to slip and fall. I hit my head.
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Harry Styles
"Anaelle!" I ran over to the shower opening it to find her laying there out cold. I looked at her head which started bleeding. Alot. I picked her up and grabbed a towel and our clothes which were hanging on the towel rack. I started hurrying myself down the stairs. I ran out to the car grabbing my keys as I ran out the door. I placed her in the passenger seat on the right and ran to the other side of the car. Of course it wouldn't start. I started talking to myself. Come on. Come on Harry. I began to panic. But it started. Thank God. I drove as fast as I possibly could. I saw a Bobby coming up behind me with his lights on. I only drove faster as I stuck my hand out of the window and signaled come on. I put up my window as soon as my hand was back in. It was cold, raining on this crisp late fall day. I looked over at Anaelle who was still bleeding. I grabbed for one of her garments and placed it on the wound applying pressure. It kept bleeding and I couldn't do anything but drive. We finally arrived at the hospital and the nurses rushed over placed her on a bed and took her away from me. I tried to follow but I nurse held me back. Which I think she enjoyed since I was shirtless and wrapped in a towel. After things settled down a bit I went to the car and changed into the clothes I had grabbed. I found a shirt thankfully in the back seat. I'm glad I'm bad at cleaning sometimes.
I went back to the waiting room and just sat there worried. Angry at myself for making her fall. I scared her. What I don't understand is why the fall was so delayed from my scare. I put my elbows on my legs and my hands over my face as I sat there not knowing if Anaelle would be okay or not.
Finally a nurse came to me hours after I brought Anaelle here. "Is she okay? What's wrong?" I was clearly panicked.
"She's in a coma. I'm so sorry. Her head injury caused he to go in shock and she lost quiet a bit of blood. We are trying everything we can sir." She grabbed my arm and walked me back to the room Anaelle was in. I hurried over to her side. I felt tears start to run down my cheek. I wiped them away. I then grabbed Anaelle's hand with mine. Trying to hold the tears back. "I'm so sorry love."
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I woke to Anaelle still laying there in a coma. How could I have done this. All for that stupid song!
A nurse walked in and asked me to come with her. I followed her out of the room into the hall way. She explained to me that the coma could last a very short or long time. She recommended me to go home collect myself, get fed, change, and then come back. I listened to her but I told her if anything happened to call me immediately. She agreed. I got to my car sat down and just sat there. I don't know how long I had sat there but it felt like a long time. I turned the key on my red Jaguar E-Type Roadster. The engine began to run. I drove home quickly but not going too much over the speed limit.
I got home, walked upstairs, and just layed on my bed placing my hands on my face. I don't understand how this happened. I felt ghastly.
After I collected myself, slightly slept, I packed my things and some of Anaelle's things, grabbed my book and walked out to my car once again. I drove to the hospital which Anaelle was in. They took me back to the room and I sat there watching her. She was very pale. I opened my book and I felt the tears coming on. A drop hit the book on the empty end of the chorus. Here it is. Another song I will never finish. Especially not now. I fell asleep, my cheeks stained from my tears. For once this whole time I felt at peace. Mostly because I knew I couldn't just let her go. I had to stay positive and hope, and pray, that she would be okay.
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Definitions

Lifetime- The duration of a thing's existence or usefulness
Eternity- A state to which time has no application; timelessness
Vastitude- A vast extent or space
Infitude- The state or quality of being infinite or having no limit
Bobby- English (British) for Policeman.
Ghastly- Extremely unwell