Denying Dreams

20.

Harry's POV

It's been a few days since Louis woke up.

I know I probably shouldn't be so clingy, but wouldn't you be?

The one person that understood you and was your right hand through all the bullying, teasing, and was still the person you could count on to have your back, was ripped away from you for so long.

Only to come back to them nearly dying.

It tore me apart. I'm just happy now that he's awake and well.

He told me everything in this dream he had about us. Me being a ghost and knocking on doors. It's quite a coincidence, I would knock on the door three times every time I came in the room when he was in the coma.

He doesn't want me to knock anymore. He said there were parts of his dream he didn't want to remember.

He likes to sit in my lap in the chair, says he doesn't like everyone treating him like he's sick.

I walked him back to his bed and pulled the covers over him. After we talked, he grew tired so I let him sleep, but stayed in the room.

I just felt the need to be near him. To never leave his side again.

It got kind of late and I felt myself falling asleep and then I heard the door open and my eyes shoot open.

"Hi Harry."

"Hello Jay.", I smiled with one eye closed and giggled.

"It seems unreal, doesn't it?", knowing what she was referring to, I nodded.

She crossed her arms and stood in front of Louis' bed. She took his hand in her as she bent down and kissed his band as he was sleeping.

"You're still my baby.", she sighed and turned around to sit next to me.

There was a long moment of silence between us both as we both longed at the boy we cared about so much.

" I'm sorry.", Jay stated and I didn't know if she was talking to Louis or me so I stayed quiet, and just turned to look at her.

"I shouldn't of been so harsh on him. When you told me he touched you, in ways he shouldn't have."

"Jay, I need to expla-"

"No let me finish. I took that boy right there, and put him through weeks and weeks of therapy. They weren't helping, because he kept denying that he did it but I should have known then that you can't deny what it's the truth. He never sexually harassed you, he never touched you inappropriately and didn't believe him until it was too late. When I found him in that bathroom, it was like I just fell through a bottomless pit of pain and misery. Especially the not he left me, saying I was part of the reason he did it. It broke me."

"And I blame you. I blame you for claiming such a horrible lie on my son. I blame myself even more for believing you on the spot.", she spat at me and my heart felt like it just got pinched so hard.

" Jay, I-"

"No! You don't get to apologize! An apology didn't bring him out of that coma, an apology isn't going to give me back the years he ran away from me and never spoke to me for 2 whole years, is it?", she stood up an got louder.

" You don't understand, my mother forced me!", I finally got out and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, what kind of mother forcing her child to lie about something like that?"

I took her hand and walked out the room so Louis didn't wake up.

"Before you, Harry, and the principal came in that office, she forced me to say it. She said that if I didn't come up with some lie to make the principal think I was gay, then she would have kicked me out the house. Jay, I was only 12! What the hell was I supposed to do?"