Darkness

chapter 11

i opened my aching eyes to be met with a bland white ceiling. i looked to my left to see that a man sat there in a button up shirt and tight jeans, he looks so tired, who is he? wheres harry? the man rose and looked at me astonished, he suddenly grew a wide childlike smile and made me smile even.

"Lilly your awake!" he yelled and suddenly he was at my bedside and holding my hand.

i looked at our hands, how is my hand that big? what happened? i am only 10! where is my momma and harry?

" where am i? what is going on? who are you?" i said to the man the beeping at my side raced at an alarming rate. i looked to see a machine than looked to familiar, i was in the hospital. what am i doing here? the man looked startled and confused, he backed away from the bed and called for the doctor obviously alarmed. a few nurses and an old looking doctor rushed into the room.

"she cant remember me! why?! what is wrong with her?! i love her?! she has been my best friend for years! i am back!" the nurses started to drag him out of the room but before his face had disappeared he called something to me that made the world that was racing around me come to a halt.

" I'm harry"

my mouth went dry. i couldn't feel my body. it was like i believed him. harry is only 11, how can a man be harry? the boy i met with my mom only four years ago. he did look like harry come to think of it. but that man is so much older, so much taller, hands so much bigger than him.

i saw the Doctor come to my side, he directed me to look at his finger while he shine a light at my eyes.

"Lilly. do you remember that young man?" he asked looking exasperated and sad. he sighed when i had nodded. "no" i said.

"the only harry i know is a boy, he is 11."

"how old are you Lilly? and what did you do yesterday?" he said looking at a scan of a brain. i suspect that it is mine.

"i am 10 and i was at school yesterday with harry" i said easily. " why am i so big now? and why does that man think he is harry?" i questioned. the man handed me a mirror. i saw that i was not myself i brought my hand to my face to touch my skin. i had a massive bruise on half of my face and large purple circles under my eyes like my mom had under her eyes. i looked more grown up. where did those years dissolve to? just yesterday i was just 10 year old Lilly. now i am a full grown teenager. harry was let back into the room although he still looked a bit bitter and his clothing was a bit rough looking, he took the seat next to me once again.

"what happened?" i asked the doctor searching for answers.

"you were hit by a car, it was a hit and run. you were found by paparazzi as it was happening although none of them could define the car because it had happened so fast. i am very sorry." he told me as he looked through his clip board scanning papers. he looked up and looked to me then harry looking very sorry. i looked to harry whose head was in his hands and his fingers invisible to me as they had disappeared through his curly hair. out of curiosity i reached up an put my fingers through the ringlets. they were soft and light and as soon as i had put my hand through them harry raised his head, he was crying.

"why are you crying?" i asked wondering why he is and not me?

"because this all happened when i had not payed attention to you. i was being stupid and i should have been more careful!" his voice raised a bit making me jump. i had never seen him like this and it scared me. i had felt a sharp pain in my ribs and hissed then went to hold the soar body part with my hand. under the ground i felt a bandage going around my ribs and suddenly felt my legs were heavy'.

"you have 2 broken ribs, a broken leg, and your knee was dislocated" harry spoke softly.

i looked back to him a bit shocked but the doctor had said that it had been a hard hit so i wasn't too surprised.

"how long was i out?" i asked harry as i had noticed the doctor had slipped away unnoticed.

" about a week and a half, you used to look worse, your bruise was even green and black. and you had more nicks and cuts and your arms were bad too. i never left." i looked at him astonished " i know to not leave now" he said more to himself so i didn't bother asking what that was about.

" where is my mom?" i asked hoping she was near by.

" she is at home now. we are in London right now, she visited a couple days ago and and stayed for a couple days with me but the doctor said that you probably wouldn't wake soon and that she should go." he chuckled at the last bit and i imagine it was because the doctor was wrong so i chuckled as well but regretted it as i hissed and remembered that my ribs were injured.

"um harry i have to tinkle...?" i didn't want to asked but he got the message and soon enough and shook his head and giggled a bit. he stood up and took my hand, i sat up with his help and soon my feet fell from the bed and to the floor, i whimpered but harry came closer and took my arm around his shoulder. he smelt so nice, i almost didn't feel my ribs, almost, i also realized how short i was still compared to him. my head had merely reached his shoulder. he had already lead me to the bathroom and i told him i could definitely handle it from here.

i took a look at myself in the mirror and couldn't believe it was me. i had a womanly face, my cheek bones were more prominent and my face skinnier, i looked at myself in the gown and realized i had curves and for once in my life boobs. i chuckled at my discoveries and used the toilet before washing my hands and calling harry for a bit of help.

harry held me to my bed and i felt a strange likening towards him, harry had grown to be a man and me into a woman, I wonder what had happens in those forgotten years, all those memories that I would never get back and friends I wouldn't remember. I don't even know how old I am or why it was paparazzi that discovered me, all these questions were outweighed by sleep and I fell asleep to the soothing sound of light beeps and Harry's breathing.