The Accident (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 16: Mechanics of a Dream

He would never know how much I loved him because in that instant his heart monitor ran flat, and this time it didn’t pick back up. This time he was gone, and part of me went with him. 

(HARRY’S POV)

It had only been a week, a week since Nora had become Sadie. A week since Xavier had passed away. A week since Liam had kissed Nora and I week since I had punched him for doing just that.

I didn’t mean to though, well at least I think it was an accident; maybe it did it on purpose. Or maybe it was just impulsive or something like that. Either way I gave some bullshit excuse of just feeling overprotective over her and being worried that she was still in her Sadie sate of mind and Liam and I patched things up so that there weren’t any more hard feelings between the two of us. He was quite forgiving though and I was thankful for that because I would hate to be the one to cause any rifts between the guys in the band that was the last thing we needed right now.

No one had really been able to get through to Nora yet, she only talks to the doctors when they come in and has surprisingly become quite close with Dr Winston. Which was surprising though that she hadn’t turned to any of us. I mean I had hoped that she would open up to me but when she didn’t I at least expected her to let Niall comfort her. She and Niall had this strange but sweet friendship where they just understood each other so clearly and could help each other with things that none of us could comprehend. But no, Nora would disappear for hours with Dr Winston and one time we found the two of them up in the maternity wing looking at the newborn babies through the glass windows. Nora was acting like she had been in the first week or so of us knowing her, silent but still captivating.

She was an incredible person though, and watching her handle everything that life has thrown at her with such strength and well according to the press ‘class’ has been phenomenal. It was the worst time for us all though when we had to tell her why exactly it was that no one had claimed her yet. It was honestly the hardest thing we’ve had to do, Nora didn’t want the doctors to tell her this time, this was more personal and she needed to hear it from people who cared about her.

It was like reliving those moments after Xavier’s death where she just lay beside him refusing to let him go. Nora’s strangled and helpless cries filled our ears and she called out to him begging for him to come back and save her, but he never did. In the end Liam had to come in and sit with her until she calmed down enough and fell asleep, then he and Louis carried her out, leaving the corpse of her boyfriend in the room behind them.

At first when we told her about the time where she was lucid she didn’t understand, she couldn’t comprehend that she really was the only one left and that before this she had been alone too. Dr Harvey had to come in and try to explain it as the time where people with Alzheimer’s would suddenly remember but that it would only last a short time and these moments of lucidity were unpredictable. It was even harder for her because she’d only just lost Xavier and even though we hadn’t liked him very much at first, he had meant so much to her and she really did need him; but just like everything else good in her life, he had been taken away from her too.

“Morning Nora,” I had been stuck in a state of reverie as I brought in everyone’s breakfast and Nora’s medication for the day. A mumbled array of morning’s and greetings met my ears but the only one I had been hoping to hear was from her, and I didn’t get it. I made my way over to her and reached out to grab something from the side table on the other side of the bed, normally it would be fine, me reaching over her like this, but when my arm went over I saw her flinch out of the corner of my eye and I pulled back immediately.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, walking over to the other side of the room and taking a seat next to Louis. He wrapped him arm around me and comforted me like an older brother would. He could see how much of a toll that this was taking on me and, like always, he put others first and wanted to make sure that I was okay.