I walked into Harry's room alone. Zayden and Louis were out shopping or whatever. I started school again tomorrow. Niall has been helping me with things and everything.
" Hey Haz. " I whispered with a small smile on my face. " How ya doing? " I asked before laughing. " I guess not good. Seeing as they still don't know why you're in a coma. " I sighed and pulled at my hair. " You remember Zayden right? My boyfriend? Well, he came back with me. He's out with Louis right now. They went shopping or something I guess. Anyways, I don't want him starting our school. I'm afraid he'll be just like I was. But then again, he was the most popular guy at his old school. " I smiled slightly at the thought. Tears welled in my eyes. " I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I'm so fucked up now. I'm addicted to smoking but I'm trying to stop. I'm pretty much addicted to sex. I'm addicted to partying. There's something majorly wrong with me Haz. " I wiped my eyes and looked down at my feet before back up at the lifeless Harry. " Did I tell you? I got a tattoo. Well, I have multiple but one of them Zayden doesn't know about. It's about you. It says 'My HazzaBear.' I lied to the guy at the tattoo parlour and said you had one that said 'My Lee-Yum.' I told him to keep it secret and he did. I only told Niall about it. Right before we kissed I did. Do you remember that kiss? I do. All too well also. " I looked up as I heard the door start to open.
" Liam? " Niall said in a whisper. I wiped away the tears that were falling and looked at him.
" Yeah? " I asked him.
" What're you doing here? Your mum and boyfriend are worried sick. " he said walking over to me.
" I'm sorry. I just wanted to vent to someone. " I mumbled quietly before standing up. " Sleep tight Harry. " I whispered, stroking his pale cheek before kissing his forehead and starting to walk out.
" You should try writing your emotions out? " Niall said. I could tell he was smiling a bit. I looked over at him as we walked out of the hospital.
" Do you think that would work? " I asked him. I would but I don't know if it works or not.
" It does. I've tried it before. We can go get you a notebook to start writing in before heading back to your place if you want? " I only nodded.
I hope it'll work.
Zayden's POV.
" I can't just break up with him now. " I said to Louis on our way home. We went to get coffee because we had things to talk about.
" Well, then when are you planning on doing so? " He asked me.
" I don't know. Just not now. He needs me. He's fragile, like a piece of cracked glass. One hit and it shatters. " I explained.
" That's true. " We pulled up to the house and we hopped out and walked in.
" Liam? " I heard Karen call.
" No, it's Zayden and Louis. " I called back. I heard her sigh.
" I thought he was with you boys! I don't know where my son is! " She huffed.
" He can't be far. " Louis assured.
" I'll go look for him. " Niall called before running out of the house. I looked at Louis who shrugged.
" He probably knows where he is. " I only nodded, kinda scared. I hope he wasn't hurt!
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Dear Harry,
Hey mate. Uh, I don't really know how to start this. Niall caught me in your hospital room and told me that I should write out my emotions. I told him I'd give it a shot so he bought me a notebook.
I don't think he meant to write letters but that's what I want to do. To write you letters. I realised how messed up I am. I didn't even think of how it could effect you.
Ever since you went into that coma, these blue notes with purple highlighter have stopped coming. They always used to tell me things to lift my spirits during the day. To get me through yet another day of being tortured and made fun of at school.
I don't know who wrote them though. But I just think it's weird that ever since you went into the coma, they stopped.
Were you the one writing them to me?
Love,
Liam.
A/N: It's really short! I'm sorry! Forgive me? -Bumble.x
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