Chapter 22

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DAY 10/PART 1

I woke up at 9am; I had to stay on an IV for the night so I hardly slept. I hated needles with a passion; every time I had to get shots I would bawl my eyes out. So having one sticking in my arm was absolutely terrifying for me, all I wanted to do was rip it out. I heard a small knocking on the door,

"Come in"

Anne opened the door with coffee and a muffin in her arms.

"Good morning, how are you feeling?" she gave me a small smile but I could see it was a forced one.

"I'm fine I guess, but I want to go home to Niall's." I whined.

"I know you do Al, a few more days okay? I talked to the doctor this morning and he said I could take you out for your appointment today but then I have to bring you back tonight"

"At least I get to leave for a little" I mumbled.

"I brought you coffee and a blueberry muffin. Niall gave me a bag of clothes and make up to give to you. I'll go wait in the waiting room while you get ready, just come out when your ready and then we will get going." She said laying the bag of clothes on the bed and the muffin and coffee on the table.

"Thank you Anne, I will be out shortly."

I unzipped the bag to find my favorite girlfriend fit jeans and a stripped shirt. I put my hair half up in a bun and applied a light make up to make myself look half decent. I quickly ate my muffin and left my room, I walked down the hall and took a right to go see Harry before I left. I went in a took a seat,

"Hi Harry, I was just coming to check in, your mum's taking me to a shrink today she said it might help me a little, I miss you lots. Please wake up so you can shave your stubble, I love you" I said planting a kiss on his forehead and taking a moment to just admire how he peacefully slept.

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Anne and I drove in silence, which was unusual because she's always chatting away about something but today it was just total silence. We arrived at a white building; it looked new, very new. We walked in, the walls were light grey and it was decorated with dark blue and grey furniture. The receptionist looked friendly and approachable. She had long black hair, which was up in a bun, light brown eyes and almost too perfect eyebrows.

"Welcome, you must be Allie." she said looking at her computer screen and then me. 

I looked at Anne before giving the lady a small smile.

"Yeah that's me." I replied shyly.

"Rachel is just finishing up with her other client, just take a seat over there and I'll call you when she's ready for you, help yourself to a coffee, water or cookie." She said pointing to one of the grey couches.

Anne and I walked over, hung up our coats and took a seat. I picked up a random magazine that was laid out on the table and started flipping though the pages. 

"Are you nervous dear?" she asked.

"A little I think" I responded, observing my shaking hands.

"Allie!" the receptionist called, "were ready for you"

"You're going to do fine Allie, I'll be waiting here for you."

I stood up and took and deep breath before walking over to the lady, I followed her back behind into another room, this room was a warm brown with dark brown furniture, and hints of dark red.

"She'll be right in, just take a seat here." she said pointing to a couch.

"Thank you" I quietly said.

The couch was a leather brown one, I instantly thought of the couch that Jane has in the mentalist, it looks exactly like it. I sat down and stared fiddling with the ring on my fingers. I heard the door open and my headshot up.

A thin lady with short brown hair walked in, she was wearing a pencil skirt with a dress shirt and black high heels.

"You must be Allison, its very night to meet you." She said with a smile, sticking out her hand, I shook it and smiled.

"Um I go by Allie, and most of my friends just call me Al. No one calls me Allison." I rambled out.

"That's completely fine, ill call you Allie then okay?"

"Thank you" I said as she took a seat across from me in a dark red chair.

"So Allie, we are just here to talk today okay?"

I gave her a small nod.

"Tell me how you're feeling Allie." Said sad softly.

"I feel angry, sad, guilty, hurt, broken, and worried." I spill out.

"Why are you feeling guilty?"

"Because I feel like I caused this, he would have never crashed if I didn't keep telling him to be on time, he would have drove slowly and carefully." I sputtered.

"Allie, you might not believe me when I say this, but this crash wasn't your fault, nor Harrys. It's a very unfortunate accident." She said trying to reassure me.

I just nodded and looked down.

"Would you like to tell me what happened two days ago?"

"I felt lost and alone so I took my sleeping pills so that I could just go, I don't want to live without him, it hurts too much already and he's not even really gone. I'm supposed to marry him and somewhere down the line have a family with him. I don't see myself with anyone else, I let him in and god he made me fall so hard and now I'm stuck here in love and alone." I started crying.

She handed me a box of tissues and wrote something down in her notebook.

"You love him very much don't you?" She pointed out.

"More than I love myself." I confess.

"Allie I am going to tell you something because I can really feel how much you love him so you deserve to know this." Worry washed over her face.

"Okay."

"In three weeks time if Harry doesn't come out of his sleep his parents have decided to take him off the machines." She slowly spoke out.

"What?" I cried out.

My breathing started to uneven and my heart was beating out of my chest.

"They can't do that, it's not fair. They're not evening giving him a chance, they can't do this. He's going to come out of this, maybe it will take longer than three weeks but he is going to wake up. They can't just kill him." I said sobbing.

I couldn't breath and I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that they would do that, I struggled to pull out my phone and dialed in the number I have known by heart since I was 16.

"Allie you cant have your phone in here." She said calmly.

I ignored her remark and pressed call.

"Hello?"

"Ni-Niall I need, I need you to come here. I-I cant breath." I whimpered.

"Al, where are you, what happened." He urged. I could hear him muffling trying to find his keys.

"I, I am at the shrink, please hurry. I can't do this." I cried.

"I'll be there in 10, Allie hang on okay? I'm coming. You're going to be okay. I got you."

Niall isn't the type to show emotion but whenever I have a panic attack or break down he cries and shows so much emotion. I could hear him sniffled a little on the line.

"Okay" I whispered.

"I love you Al."

The line went dead.



Damn Rachel really dropped a bomb, I am sorry it took me forever to update. I have the next few chapters planned out so there will be a few chapters coming this week. I wish I could finally write a happy chapter cause I always get so sad. Thanks for reading. -A

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