Desire

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Beep beep beep

What is that? I open my eyes and I just now realise where I am. A hospital. Looking over, I see Harry asleep in the chair. Why is he here? Why am I here?

Trying to sit up, I wince. Fuck my body is aching. Looking at the clock that sits on the wall, it's 1:26. It must be in the morning because the shades are drawn and there is no sign of light.

Fiddling with my fingers, I look to Harry. He looks so peaceful sleeping there. His hair fallen over half of his face. His lips parted slightly...

He moves a bit and I quickly lay back closing my eyes. Within a few minutes, I hear shuffling. "I wonder when she will wake up" Harry says. Who is he talking too?

"Me too" a voice says from the other side of me. Sounds like Louis. "You think she hates me?" Harry asks and theres silence that fills the room. Then Louis speaks again "no, she could never hate you Harry. Even though she is with me, I could just tell she still thinks of you, longs for you even." He pauses and then continues on "She didnt even take off that necklace you got her" he says to Harry.

I hear a sigh and I feel a hand grazing my hand. "I feel aweful" Harry admits. "Well I think its just best that you stay away. I think Im what she needs Harry. She-" just then something inside me makes me open my eyes unwillingly. They both look to me.

"Hey your awake" Louis announces in a soft voice and smiles, leaning down kissing my lips ever so lightly. I smile and nod, looking over to Harry, his face impasive.

"What are you doing here Harry?" I ask, staring at him. He adverts his eyes to the bed sheets then me. "I wanted to see if your okay. You g-" I interrupt "Im fine" I say sternly. Looking over to Louis, I take his hand.
"What happened to me?" he lets out a long sigh and takes a seat, pushing his fingers through his hair. "You got hit by a car babe and Harry got you to the hospital" looking over at Harry, he nods.

"How long have I been out?" this time looking to both of them for an answer. "A day" Harry says. "Have you been here this whole time?" I ask Harry. He nods slowly and I can see his facial features grow soft. Looking away, I stare at the wall.

Sam, listen to me, just because he stayed doesnt mean he cares or is here for you, I tell myself. So encouraging.

"How did I get hit by a car?" I ask Louis. "You werent paying attention" he states and Harry chimes in "we were fighting." Squinting my eyes at him, I look to the wall.

Parts of it pop into my head and I could remeber Harry following me out after I just seen him and me screaming, yelling and crying. But after that I dont remember. I could feel the ache in my chest from it.

"Harry go" I say out loud, not intended. As I had a battle with my mind. Looking over to him, he isnt even phased. I knew he didnt care. "If you want" he says as he stands.

Harry's POV

As I stand, I look at her long and hard. Her hair is casted down her breasts and her forehead has the big band aid the doctors had put on earlier. She looks as if she hated me and my entire being. Her eyes could kill. As they look lifeless at me.

Its so different from the helpless, weak girl I saw last night. Thinking back on it, I close my eyes.

Following her outside, she quickly walks across the lot. She wobbles back and forth, shes drunk. Just seeing her moments ago through the crowd of people, my heart sped up as it always does.

Still following her, she turns quickly, facing me. "Get away from me Harry!!" she yells. "Sam, your drunk. Why are you here?" I state the obvious.