Diana

Chapter 29: "Intoxicated"

HARRY'S POV

I walk down at the alley, my hands shoved in my pocket. I finally left the hospital, without bringing my car, I walk back home. Or maybe going to a bar just to have a little drink for a little while, I walk down at the dark alleyway, the city lamps giving me sufficient light to show the streets. My boots stumped to the ground, my eyes scanning to the tall trees, tilting my head left to right. The cold air shivers me as I groaned because of this thin fabric t-shirt that I'm wearing for the whole day, I step to the bar and music blasts my ears. I went to the bar and sat on a stool, ordering a glass of whiskey and gulp the liquid as it burns my tongue. I took another shot and take another shot after, until I lost my count.

I feel intoxicated and dizzy, I got to the dance floor. Dancing like a pyscho lunatic in front of everyone, but they don't give a damn shit anyway. I just want to have some fun, my phone buzzes on my pocket as I groaned but continued dancing, I don't give a damn fucking shit on this either the people who surrounds me. 

 I suddenly bumped a female, an intoxicated female. She laughs as she wraps her arms around my neck and my hands grasped on her waist. A male jerks me away from the girl as he gives me a painful yet deserving punch on my cheek as a bruise leaves my cheek. "What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend?" He growls and grabs my collar, slamming me to the wall. Gasps were released on their lips. "Why are you fucking flirting with my girl, Styles? Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"Sorry man." I laughed drunkenly. "It was an accident."

"That's not an excuse." He growls as he gives me a punch on the stomach, a grimace of pain leaves my face. I look at him, pleasing him to stop. Two muscular men hooked their arm around mine as the man punched me at the stomach again, blood bleeds on my lips. He gives me one last punch as the men dropped me to the floor.

"Bitch."

People's eyes are locked on mine, I stand up from the floor and exit the bar. I walk down the alley and go back home. I can't actually believe that Diana's father came here after hearing the news, I feel pissed after what they've done to her. They just leave her and let her live all by herself.

I opened the door and opened the lights, slamming the door as I lie down on the maroon colored carpet. I feel sick, fucking sick and pissed at the same time. "Diana!" I yelled her name. "Diana.." This is hopeless, really hopeless. If I never cheated on her, I know that this won't happen. However, I'm too late to bring back the past. That's it, it's already written on my walls. And that's what I can't explain. I should've not trick her, I'm fucked up. I feel like Harry in After. I always do things that aren't right. This attitude was unexpecting, I'm like out of control when Taylor run to me and use her spells to make me love her again despite that I despise her when she's going too far about our relationship.

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 The doorbell rings as I opened it quickly as I saw Louis at the doorstep. He gasps, a frown placed around his face. "What the fuck just happened to you?" Louis asked in awe. "If Diana was awake, you're dead."

"Do you need something?" He asks, curiously.

"No." I dip my head to the floor. "You can go. Besides, I'm quite okay when I'm alone."

"Okay." He sighs, opening the door as he gives a one last sympathetic look to me. "But if you need something, let me know." He finally closes the door. I'm always fucked up.

I jump to my bed, my eyes staring at the ceiling, painting Diana beside me, as if she's too scared to lose me. I just can't underestimate the fact that she's dying, despite that she wants to take a rest, I can't underestimate it. I feel like my love that I'm giving her isn't enough, I feel like she needs more, more than I gave her for the past few days that I've been dating her. My eyes go heavy as my eyes is finally closed.

"Harry.." She looks at me, effortlessly. 

"Yes, Diana?" I smiled at her, stroking her hair softly. 

"Harry, if I wasn't alive," She pauses at the midsentence. "What would you do?"

"I would probably die with you." I sadly smirked. "But you're alive, you're alive right in front of me."

"I know." She laughs. "Harry.." She repeats my name, softly.

"Yes my sweet darling?" I murmured. 

"Can you sing for me?" She requests. "I just want to hear you."

"Okay." I said as I look at her heart monitor, her heartbeat goes slower. My eyes drifted back to her, a smile placed around my lips. "You know I'll be your life, your voice, your reason to be. My life, my love. It's breathing for this, moment in time I'll find the words to stay... before you leave me today. Flashing lights in my mind, going back to the time, playing games in the street, kicking balls with my feet. There's a numb in my toes, standing close to the edge. There's a pile of your clothes, at the end of your bed. As I feel myself fall, make a joke of it all."

"I love you, Harry." She smiles, as her eyes was shut slowly. A tear falling streaming down her cheek as her heartbeat loses.

"No.. Diana." I stuttered. "Please.."

"Forever." I kissed her forehead, my tears rushing through my cheeks. Exiting the hospital room and slammed my fists to the wall, it's been three years of her being asleep, three years of being miserable. I, being miserable. And now she's passed away.. I think I can't bring her back, but I think Shayne's got that point that she needs to take three years ago. But then I can't underestimate the fact that she is leaving, leaving me alone.

"No!" My eyes were swiftly open. The sun going up. "Diana."

I stand up from the bed and take a shower, immediately going to the hospital and check Diana if she's all right. That was the worst nightmare that I've ever dreamed in my life. I skipped breakfast and rode my car, my head aching as I mentally groaned but don't give it a damn fucking shit about it. I pulled my car over in a vacant parking lot and turned the engine off as I hop off the car and head to her hospital room.

Once I opened the hospital door, I saw Diana sleeping peacefully. I sigh a relief and smiled, as I felt Shayne right behind me. "Oh, Shayne." I gasped. "You caught me off guard."

"Oh, really?" She laughs. "Can we talk?" 

I nod in approval and we grabbed a seat across the hallway. "So, what are we talking about?" I think I'm sounding too harsh.

"Well, I haven't spoken to you for the past few days lately." She nods. "I just want to spend time with you."

"Can we do it next time, Shayne?" I asked. "Because.. I want to spend my time alone for a little while."

"Oh, okay." She licks her lips. "Sorry if I disturbed you.. I'm going." 

She stands up but then I caught hold her hand. "If you want to stay.. then you can." I suttered. "I-I'm going home by the way."

"Yeah, sure."

(Sorry  for the wait, guys. I've been very  busy for the past few days. I'm going to double update today and I will post the next chapter later afternoon, maybe after three our four hours or so. Please don't hesitate to vote or comment. Lol. love you all!)