Chapter 17

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I woke up with the worst headache ever. How much did I even drink last night ?
Defiantly a lot from the looks of it.

" Good Morning." Harry smiled at me.

 " Oh it is so not a good morning." I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes.

" There's Advil and a glass of water right next to you." He pointed at the medium sized bed cabinet.

" Exactly what I need." I thanked him and grabbed the pill as if my life depended on it.

" Why are you all dressed up ?" I asked once I gulped down my water.

" I have a photo shoot. Wanna come with ?" He answered me with another question.

" I wish if I can, but I have a meeting with Kera." I sighed.

" See you at Louis' ?" Harry got up pulling down his shirt.

" Movie night." I cheered as he laughed walking away.

" I forgot something." He walked back.

" Wha-" My confusion was interrupted by the familiar feeling of his lips on mine. It took me by surprise,
but I didn't hesitate for a second to kiss back. Neither did he. I only let it linger for a second before I
pulled away.

" Such a tease." He bitt his lips.

" See you tonight." I got off the bed "accidentally" brushing my right index finger on his left thumb
leaving him wanting even more.

" I love you too !" I heard Harry's voice echo through the bathroom walls painting a smile on my face.
I went through my whole morning routine and walked down to my car. Here we go again.
Another day with management, another day of paparazzi, and another day of publicity and lies.
I can't for the movie night. I miss Ms.Margret though, I haven't seen her since before I went to L.A.
I made a quick stop by Starbucks and got my favorite peppermint mocha.
My gaze on the road was interrupted my phone ringing.

" Eleanor !" I yelled.

" For a hungover person, you seem to be doing pretty well." I can seriously feel her smirking.

" Meh. I'm having a good morning." I smiled.

" Good ! Stay that cheery cause we have a movie night tonight ! " She reminded me.

" Yes ! I'll bring the drinks, as usual ?" I asked.

" Great. See you in seven hours." El replied.

I tried to fumble around with my purse without taking my eyes off the road and not
spilling my mocha everywhere.. I think the zipper is jammed. I decided to take my eyes off
road for a second only. Alright maybe not one second, but it was less than a minute !

" There !" I breathed in accomplishment. Guess who's getting their purse fixed ?
I glued my eyes back on the road. Is that a truck ? Coming my way ?
Oh my god. I felt something sink into my stomach when I realized this could be the end of me.
The last I heard and felt is the crumbling of the car and my own body. It all went blank.

* Harry's POV*


I don't think I've ever felt this way before,ever. The only thing I know right now is that she fractured her rib,
and hit her head pretty hard. Bell is in a coma. I haven't heard her voice in five days. Five freaking days.
Why did it have to be her though ? And the fact it was impaired driving makes it even worse.
I feel powerless. No, I am powerless. The person I love the most could be dying and all I can possibly
do is sit on the stupid hospital chair and watch her helplessly !

" Mate, calm down. She's gonna wake up. I'm telling you." Niall rubbed my back trying to calm me down.
It didn't work. Nothing will ever calm me down except her.

" No ! You don't understand. " My voice cracked.

" Yes, we do." Zayn said.

" I swear every time " I took a deep breathe and continued " Every time I look at that door and
remember that the stupid guy was fucking drunk ! Drunk !
He could've said no to the motherfucking drink and Bell would be here with me." I kept my head down.

" Give it time, Harry." Louis whispered.

" She's a really strong gal, Bell's gonna be okay." Eleanor whipped a tear slipping down her cheekbones.

" But it could've been stopped. It just feels like this huge gigantic pill stuck in my throat.
It's hard to swallow." I waved my hands around in frustration.

" It's battery acid." I sighed.

" You can go in and see her, if it makes you feel better." Liam nodded at me.
I've tried seeing her. Its what I've been doing everyday, what all of us have been doing. I
just miss her. So much. If only I got to hold her one last time. Just one last time.
I inhaled a deep breath and turned the door knob clockwise.
She looks pale. Paler than usual. I just keep trying to tell myself its all going to be okay.
But there's one small little part of me that already got over the fact something bad will happen soon.
I sank down on the little bench and grabbed her hand. She feels so cold . Bell doesn't look alive anymore.
I used to steal a glance at her and just see her glowing with happiness. I miss that.
Now all what I see is the past of her. I know. I know its a bad thing to say but that little
part of me just got over it. And that's totally not okay. Remember that hard pill ?
I can feel it in my throat all over again.

" Babe please. I know you're weak. I know, but please just give me a sign.
One little sign that you're still in there." I let a tear slip squeezing her hand.

" The doctors are giving you a ten day chance. They're going to unplug the machines fro-"
My voice cracked and I knew I couldn't talk anymore. I can't.
I sat there for a while letting it all out. Thinking of what my life would be like if Bell never woke up.
I would end my life. Kill my self. It's funny how people say kill yourself, they make it sound like
such a murder. Taking away your own life ? It's such a privilege some times.
I just wanted a sign. I need a sign. I want and need Bell.

" Stay strong, darling. I love you so much, and always will." I whispered gently puckering my lips together kissing her weak frozen hand.

* Bell's POV*

I never believed what those sappy cliche ass movies made you think, someone in a coma
still being able to hear their surroundings ? Yeah well, I've been proven wrong. I felt it all.
Harry's lips on my hand every day. His tears wetting my skin. His presence. Eleanor's soft tone.
Louis' jokes. Liam telling me to stay strong. I felt Zayn squeezing my hand with some meaningful quote.
And Niall promising me food. It hurts. It fucking hurts how I can't move. I can't give them a sign.
I feel so powerless and weak, too. I push and push every single goddamn ounce of force and energy in my body just to move my thumb, to squeeze their hand. Anything ! But I'm still weak. I'm as weak as yesterday, today, and as tomorrow will be. I feel so much pain. Physical pain, too. I can feel my ribs parting. My head is still pounding and I'm tired. I'm mostly hurt. I don't know what to do. I just scream. I scream I'm here. I scream for help. Scream all I want and no one hears my pleading. I need to get better. I don't know how, though.

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Notes I am so sorry for not updating ! Its been like forever lovlies, but my sister stepped on my laptop like the dumb little piece of fuck she is and the screen baiscally smashed all over the place. I had to get it replaced so I'm using my mom's ! What do you think is going to happen though ? Will she live ? Will Hazz take away his own life if she doesn't ? Please vote it means so much and comment anything (:

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