I woke up back in the hospital bed. Light shining though the window. My door creaks open, deep inside I hope it's Harry. The doctor walks in with his clip board and his glasses hanging losely on his nose. "How are you feeling Rio?" I shrug. He hums in response. "Well, you can be discharged today your brother can sign all the papers. You need to limit actvities and exercise. You have a good day Rio." I don't speak, just nod. I sigh, wishing I was back home in the comfort of our bed. Louis walks into the room his eyes are red and puffy from...crying? "Whats wrong?" I question him. He shakes his head. My curiousity gets the better of me and I continue to pester him with questions. "Louis, please tell me." Slience. Thats's all I hear.
His voice crarcks and he says, "Rio...I'm sorry." Confusion covers my face, still. "What do you mean?" He raises his head, his blue-green eyes meet my dull blue ones. "Harry...he's..." I cut him off with a small scream. "No!! He can't be!! Your lying, we promised eac other!" I sobbed into my pillow, the thought of Harry dead, made my heart shatter, but it also reminds me to wake up.
