Moving Forward.

Wait..WHAT!

I suddenly wake up and i am coverd in sweat. Where the fuck am I, the room that i am in is compleatley white. Am i in the hospital, no i cant be. I hear a light snoring and i turn to see Harry sitting in the corner. I am tempted to wake him but he looks to peaceful.

A flash goes off in his pocket and his phone starts ringing. His body jolts and he reaches into his pocket to turn it off.

I try to make it look like im still slepping but i can feel his gaze on me.

"Becca?" Harry asks but i don't respond. He walks over to me and touches my face, i can't help but smile.

"OH MY GOD BECCA YOU'RE ALIVE" he almost yells

"uh what?" im so confused " You've been in a coma for about a week and i have been here wondering if you were ever going to wake up" he says as he paces by my bed side.

" Youve been sleeping here for a week" i croak

. Out of no where i get this sharp pain in my left shoulder and i yelp in pain. Harry is at my side before i realize that my shoulder is in a sling.

"What happened Harry" i ask. He looks at me with concerned eyes and recites what happened

*Flashback*

                      Harry's POV:

As Becca drops to the ground i rush to her side and check her pulse. Good, her hearts still beating. I call and ambuluce and everybody is staring as i scream at the operator. Her head is bleeding and there is blood all over my hands. I see Ryan take a step forword out of the corner of my eye and something inside of me break.

I stand up and jump on top of him.  I can feel somebody trying to pull me off of him as i beat the living shit out of him but im so mad that i knock the person over. I finally stop when i hear the sirens. They arrest Ryan and take Becca and I to the hospital. My hands are covered in blood and my knuckles are busted. I can feel the tears coming and i dont know why i feel this way about this girl that i just met

. Something just clicked between us. Does she feel the same, probley not. I let out a sigh and watch as they put a oxgen mask over Beccas face and wrap her head in gauze. I should have killed that son of a bitch.

When we reach the hospital thry make me wait in the waiting room and the police have to hancuff me to a chair. I have to know if shes ok, i cant lose her

. "Im her boyfriend, Ryan" keeps replaying in my head and i feel like im going to explode. The doctor comes out and i jump up. My arm is pinned behind me, god dammit.

" Well she hit her head pretty hard and shes in a coma, her left shoulder is also in very bad shape" say the doctor "

Oh my god" i sit back down because i feel like im going to fall over. " When will she wake up?" i ask.

" Well we're not sure about that yet but hopefully soon" he says

"thanks" i say but i feel like i'm dead. The police uncuff me from the chair and i run to the room to see her. I already know she's not awake but i have to see her

                    Becca's POV:

"What happened to Ryan" i ask him

" I dont know ive been here, fuck that guy." he tells me and i see rage in his eyes. " Its like 3 in the morning Becca, i'll be right back, i have to go get the nurse" he tells me and walks away.  

I sit there for about 5 minutes and daydream before Harry comes back with the nurse. She gives me a normal check up and Harry falls asleep next to me leaned up against the hospital bed.

When i wake up Harry is staring at me but he blushes and looks away when i sit up. He comes and sits at the end of my bed, " The doctor said you can leave whenever you want, do you need a ride home?" he asks me but i know that he wont take no for an awnser.

" Ya sure lets go" i say. As Harry is wheeling me out of the hospital, my the nurse at the front desk hands me a bottle full of white pills.

" Take 2 a day, one before you go to sleep and one in the morning" she tells me. When we reach Harrys Black Volvo  he helps me into the passenger side and he pushes the wheelchair towards the door and he gets in the driver seat.

"Where do you live?" he looks at me and we almost crash into the truck in front of us. “HARRY!” I swat at him and he laughs at me for freaking out because he's not watching the road. I give him directions but we get lost about 5 times, it takes us an hour to get there.

He walks me up to the door and he tells me goodbye. I watch his perfect body moving farther away from me and i can't stand the thought him being anywhere but here with me. "Harry!" i yell as he opens the car door, he must be a mind reader beacuse he runs back to me and his mouth conects with mine. Suddenly the front door swings open and an angry Ryan is standing in the pasageway.