Louis' POV
*beep* *beep *beep* is all I hear in this room.
*beep* *beep* *beep* is the only sound I've been listening to the past hour.
*beep* *beep* *beep* is the sound of his heartbeat. Letting me know that he's alive and breathing.
I look at him. His skin is pale and eyes are shut. His dark curly hair is a mess but he still looks so beautiful. Im at the verge of tears thinking why him? Why couldn't it be me?
*flashback*
"Pass the chips" I tell Harry as he puts one last chip in his mouth.
He passes them and sighs "Can you tell me where we're going?"
"I told you it's a surprise" I gave him a smile and put my eyes back on the road.
He reaches out for the radio and puts the music on as loud as he can.
In a matter of seconds we both start dancing and singing along to the song.
I looked at him while we danced. The way his hair jumps around while he dances is the cutest thing ever. His skin glows in the sun while his smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
I haven't noticed but he's yelling at me.
"Louis!" he points at the road. I looked and noticed we've been driving on the opposite side of the road. A huge truck was coming and it was too late for me to steer the wheel because I felt paralyzed.
I woke up and my whole body ached. I tried to open my eyes and see nothing but darkness. I've realized we're under the car. I start to panic when I couldn't find Harry.
"Harry!" I call him out. He doesn't answer. I tried to move but I couldn't because the pain was too much.
"Harry!" I try calling out again.
No answer.
I could feel a tear running down my cheek. If Harry dies I wouldn't handle it. I wouldn't accept it.
"Harry!!" I call out one last time before I knock out into pure blackness.
*flashback ends*
It all happened so fast. It's been 3 months since Harry hasn't woken up. That means its been 3 months since the crash. The doctor says they have no idea how long he will be out.
I stare at him while listening to the beep sound. At least he's alive.
I reached out and kiss him on the forehead.
"I love you" I whispered as I got up and left the room.
I hated the feeling of him not being there with me, not being at my side all the time. I feel so lonely and empty without him. It's been 3 months since I've had that feeling.
I made my way out the building and back to our house. It's nothing but quite in here. It used to be so noisy when Harry was here. I sigh putting my car keys away. I walked up the stairs into my bedroom. Our bedroom.
I lay down on the bed and I start to sob. I miss him. I miss him so much. My heart aches for him.
I cried until I fall asleep with beautiful dreams of me and Harry happy together before this terrible accident came.
(Authors Note:
Ayeee so this is my first book and idk if I will continue or not. Im just trying something new and see if it works out yeah? Well anyways hope you like it (: )
