His P.O.V.
Today is the day they take Hailey out of the hospital, and I promise I will take her out on that date tonight. We sat here for two weeks giggling and laughing, I love her. She doesn't know it, but I do.
When we were getting her all ready to go I grabbed ahold of her wrist and noticed the bumps of scares on it, I couldn't help but fall to the floor crying. Why does she do this to herself?
"I-It's not what you think, Harry, I'm fine, I'm different now. I have seen a reason to live, Harry, I love you."
"I love you too." I whispered too quiet for her to hear.
"Don't mention this to the doctors, they'll keep me here longer, I'll explain everything tonight. I promise." She said fiercely with a hint of kindess in her voice. I just had to get her out of here.
After we got out of the hospital I took Hailey to her house, it was cold inside. I wrapped a blanket around her as we headed to her closet to pick out what she was going to wear tonight.
"Will you try this dress on for me?" She looked at me as if she was serious. Me ? Try on a dress? "Pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee"
"Fine." I said as I headed to the bathroom and put on the dress, "i'm an idiot" I whispered to myself looking into the mirror and seeing me in the dress. I headed back to her. "Happy now?" I looked at her giggling.
"Yes, but now you have to leave, I need to get ready."
"But I can't."
"You haven't changed or bathed in a month, go change."
"Fine." I said heading out the door and getting into my car and carefully driving away.
I turned on the radio as the song played that was playing when the accident happened and started to cry. It was my favorite song a month ago, now I can hardly stand to hear the words and the beat. I turned off the radio and drove to the apartment. I then quickly got dressed and went back to Hailey's before anything bad could happen.
