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Everyday, Harry comes to visit you at the hospital. He would always talk to you and hold your hands. You had been in a coma for 2 years. Everyday Harry had to contain himself from crying in front of his fans. It was hard for him.
The day you got in coma was the day you and him got in car crash when leaving the stadium. He and the lads had just finished performing a show and then next thing you knew, a car came crashing on your side.
It was a mother that was coming to pick up her daughter from the concert, she felt bad. Harry knew it wasn't her fault though. He was still pretty upset, but couldn't dare blame her. Shit like that happens a lot after every concert.
But it was all 2 years ago, now the band is on break and he has made his first album by himself. Harry would always bring headphones with him and he would let you hear his music. He knew that you were listening because your heart would spread up every time. The only down side was that you couldn't say anything back. All you could do was hear him talking or singing.
"Babe, I miss you. I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, I miss seeing your eyes, most of all, I miss hearing your beautiful voice, I miss your crazy side. Please wake up soon, babe. I just... I just don't know how longer I can live without you. I need you by my side. I miss hearing you scream out how much you love me and and how proud you are of me every single time I go on stage." Harry said as he choked back on some tears. "I just need you here with me, awake and healthy."
Harry looks away and whips his tears away. It pains me to see him this way. I wish I could wake up too, but I just don't know how.
"Babe, I... I wrote you a song." Harry said as he continues to whip away his tears.
He begins to strum his guitar and soon enough, the lyrics start to fill my ears.
"Welcome to the final show, I hope you're wearing your best clothes. You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky."
Soon enough, the room started to spin and the only thing that stayed in place was Harry. I had no clue what was happening. I didn't feel dizzy at all, but the room just kept spinning and Harry kept singing. Nothing was making sense to me right now.
I wanted to call out to Harry, I wanted to say that I loved him and that he is the best thing that has ever happened to me, but no words leave my mouth.
I look at Harry and he starts to spin as well. I was crying, I didn't want to die, I didn't want to leave Harry. It wasn't my time! This isn't supposed to happen!
"Harry!"
My eyes slowly open and I look around. I see white, no color, just white. I soon start to hear movement. I look to see, but I can't move my head. But whoever was in the room, came to me instead.
The image is blurry, but eyes start to focus, and soon enough, I can see the features and dimples, the tears, the curls, and his smile. I see his open his mouth and the name leaves his lips.
