Harry Styles BSM

61. In my time of dying PART TWO

Hello! Again, forgive my spellings and grammar mistakes. This update is just a short one for there are so many things I should do at school and stuffs and I just squeeze this update in haha, sorry bout that anyways, enjoy xx.

YOUR P.O.V

There’s this continuous beep I heard just beside me. I swear if Harry changed my alarm, I’m going to beat the bloody hell out of him, he knows I hate waking up early on a Saturday, wait let me rephrase that; I hate waking up.

*beep*

*beep*

*beep*

Ugh, seriously! I tried reaching for the alarm on my bedside table but only there’s no table. I opened my eyes and saw a blinding white rectangular light on the ceiling making me shut my eyes immediately.

“It burns!” I whined my arms clawing the light trying to make it go away, a few moments more I got used to the light. I noticed that my arms are paler than usual and hang on, this isn’t my room, I can’t see my shelf, my piano, my things and why are the colours all white, where the bloody hell am I? I sat up looking all over the place then noticed the machines beeping at the side.

“Hello?” I called out but no one came. Why am I here? At a freaking hospital, the door slowly opened and revealed a nurse with a clipboard on her hand
“Hey miss, have you seen my brother?” I asked her and she just looked straight at me with no emotions

“Yo, are you deaf or something?” I asked again and she just looked down on her clip then scribbled something. How come she’s not answering me, that’s rude ya’know? She grabbed the tray on the table parallel from the hospital bed then head to the door; I waited for her to be gone before I started to slowly climb down the bed. The rude nurse have left the door open, idiot. Slowly I crept outside the room with the white hospital gown hanging loosely on my body.
When I saw a doctor walking towards my direction, I hid beside the dispenser placed on the wall, once I’m sure the cost is clear, I continued my journey on the hospital, I don’t know where I’m going but whatever I need to find Harry.

There’s an old lady sitting on a wheelchair on the waiting area and I walked towards her “Excuse me lady, have you seen a tall man with wild hair?” I asked her poking her arm “Oh dear” she shivered rubbing her arm “Okay,…. please lady have you seen him?” I asked again but she doesn’t seem to notice me, I tried waving my hand in front of her face but she just stare straight ahead. Honestly, how come nobody notices me? Shrugging, I continued walking and walking and walking, I even tried asking other nurses but all I’ve got is a same reaction, they ignore me.

I didn’t bother to ask other people again, I just let my feet carry me wherever it wanted to go, keeping an eye out, waiting to see a glimpse of my brother or someone I know, until I reached the lobby, at the ground floor.

I went to the counter like thing “Hey, have you seen a guy, he’s tall and he has green eyes and-” I stopped. This nurse, like many other people in this building is just as rude, she doesn’t even acknowledge my presence! “Hey! Are you listening?” I asked but she just kept on typing on the computer. “Whatever!” I exclaimed marching away from her, everyone is so annoyingly rude, am I invisible? Just as I was about to walk again to search for my brother, I saw him walking through the glass doors

“Harry!” I exclaimed waving at him but he just kept on walking. “What the!” even my own brother is ignoring me “Yo Harold! Wait up!” I followed him on the way to where he is going I kept on calling him but he won’t answer so I just followed him.

We stopped in front of a door, wait hang on, have I seen this door before? What am I saying; every door in this hospital looks exactly like that! Urgh.
He stayed there for a while, his breathing heavy, there are bags under his eyes and he seems tired.

With a sigh, he opened the door so I followed suit as he slowly closed the door “What are we doing here Harry?” I asked him, seems like he doesn’t hear me, his attention is somewhere else. I followed where he is looking at and

“What the F!” am I seeing things? How can I see myself lying on the hospital bed, with wires plugged on my body, bruises were painted on my delicate pale skin. I look horrible!
Harry sat at the chair beside the hospital bed where my body is lying

“Hello sis, do you think it’s time to wake up? You’ve been sleeping for a while now” he said, sadness visible to his voice but he forced out a chuckle

“Do you think I should’ve change your alarm tune? Something more annoying?” he said with a small smile. I just stood there beside him, watching his every move, watching him watching me; what?

“I can just imagine your reaction” he said his hand holding mine
His smile suddenly vanished
“Please Y/N, come back to me, I don’t know what I’d do without you” I can see the struggle in his eyes.

The struggle you see when you’re trying hard to keep the tears from your eyes falling? The most painful thing that you’ll see. He’s holding everything in, I can see right through him, like he’s a cracked vase; and with one last poke, everything shatters. I don’t want to see him broke, but that’s what I’m seeing right now. In fact I never saw him cry before, and now I’m witnessing it, he’s now hurting, and it’s all because of me. It’s my entire fault, everything is.

A tear fell out  of his eyes and he instantly wiped it, another tear fell, followed by another and another until it became a waterfall. He never loosened his grip on my hand

“Mianhae Y/N, I’m sorry” he sobs “I never should’ve left you” he choked out still crying. Looking by the sight of him makes me want to cry too, I’m hurting for him. I feel like I want to cry, everything inside me is hurting but a tear never escaped my eyes, like I really want to cry but I can’t. I don’t know what to do, I hugged him. I felt him tense up and he cried more, he laid his head on the bed, tears still continuously flowing from his eyes until he closed them. I just sat there, watching him sleep, he looks peaceful, but tear stains were still visible from his face, I think it’s better when he’s asleep, for in sleep, he can’t think of nothing, he’d be at rest, not like when he’s awake, he looks as if the weight of the whole world is on him.

“Harry, what should I do?” What will you do if you found out that you’re one step close to dying? What will you do if you found out that you’re now a ghost?

Another update!!! Yay!