Lovestruck (A One Direction Fiction)

Chapter 19: Still Unconscious

^^^Picture of Leah^^^

Hey guys! I finally chose who is playing as Leah! So umm...what happened is a tragedy, yes? Okay, I will stop saying or giving a long speech and just get this chapter done...

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Leah

All day all night, all I think about is Harold. When I got home from the hospital, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I couldn't fall asleep because of his present state. Him being my boyfriend is wonderful but seeing him in a state like this hurts me, big time. I know he is the hottest and most handsome boy in Calven High school campus and I'm lucky to have him mine but the tragedy, the tragedy which caused me to worry about him all the time is what is taking over me. Nightmares about the tragedy is what I get every night when I could fall asleep which happens rarely.

It has been two weeks since the tragedy happen. Two whole weeks he hasn't opened his eyes. He is still unconscious. No one knows about the accident except me, my family, amd of course his family. I came to visit him in every possible way I can. I would disobey errands and mom would get angry but calms down when she realises that what made me disobey her. The accident and Harold being in the hospital for what it feels like forever for my point frustrated me. It frustrated me when will he wake up. When will I see his face again. When will I kiss him. Many 'whens' and even 'what ifs' are running through my mind. What if he will never wake up again? What if he doesn't remember me due to a possible amnesia? Ugh!

His mom said that this happened to him before. Like this is the second time when he was still a young squirt. A carefree little soul but one day hit by fate and had comatose. His mom even told me when I visited him and a coincidence that they also visited that he had amnesia before this. A big part of his memory was erased. All he could remember is his family, some of his friends but not all of them, and his personal information. A kid who is carefree but an early karma hit him. His mom even thought of what if the amnesia hits him the second time? So many 'what ifs' also runs through her mind.

Here I was, lying on my bed in the sunny afternoon, thinking always about my boyfriend. I planned on visiting him again on the visiting hours that the hospital staff gave us.

Every night I pray for him. I pray that God would help him in this dire stiuation when we need Him the most. Help him recover and be conscious again. Help him see me with his eyes again. Help him hold my hands again. Help him kiss me again.

They say that people in a state of comatose are always listening and watching the people that they love and know. Every time I visit him, I could feel him hugging me with his strong, manly arms. I could even feel his presence around me every time. I could feel him wiping my tears away when there's a night when I cry. I could feel him everywhere.

"Leah? Time to go back to London." Mom said while knocking the door and snapping me out of my thoughts. Oh yeah, the flight's today. The reunion was already finished yesterday. I don't know if I can leave my lover and my soulmate here in California alone.

"Mom? Can we visit the hospital so I can say goodbye to Harold?" I said as I opened the door and see mom with her fashionably torn jeans and her long tee that is also fashionably made long.

"Sure. As long as it's visiting hours then it's okay."

"Thanks mom!" She nodded and smiled before she hugged me tight. I also smiled sadly and embraced her fully.

"Okay. Now go change before we go to the hospital." She said giving me a sympathetic smile. I also gave a fixed smile and slowly closed the door and head to the bathroom to shower and change so I can finally see my soulmate again.