I'm Your's (Zoella Sugg and Harry Styles)

chapter seventeen

Zoe’s POV

I turned away from my brother’s shut hospital door. Joe’s room was uneventful since his heart decided to flat line. The only scene I could imagine was taking place inside, was my father beside Joe’s bed, trying to cry as quietly as possible. Every time I blink, I see the straight, green line that accompanied the seemingly everlasting beep, filling the entire room.

"Zoe, Zoe what’s wrong?” Harry said once he saw me in the doorway of his hospital room. A single tear ran down my cheek as I slowly walked to the side of his bed and sat in the chair beside it.

 “It stopped, Harry. His heart stopped.” I said with my head down, “They got it beating again but… I couldn’t get the idea of him dying out of my head.”

Harry looked at me with big eyes until he gently placed his forehead against mine. “It’s going to be okay. It’ll all be okay.” He whispered, with his face inches away from mine, and I almost believed him. But I knew that nothing was okay. Everything has already gone so wrong, how could this be fixed now. At this point, I wasn't even angry at anyone in particular, I was just angry.    

“What if he doesn’t wake up?” I said quietly, as I pulled away, looking at Harry through my tear filled eyes. “What if something else goes wrong?”

“You can't think like that, Zoe.” He said as he shook his head. “You have to think positive, you have to…” He trailed off and his eyes made their way to the door and he let out an angered sigh. I turned around to see the familiar face of Harry’s nurse. She looked at the both of us apologetically and said, “Sorry to interrupt, but I have to preform the daily check up on your stitches.” She scurried over to the drawer and picked out the supplies she needed. Leaving me and Harry silently wishing that she would just leave us be. 

Joe’s POV

 

           

I awoke with a slight yawn. It was weird, I felt as though I was in one of those adverts where the person wakes up way too perfectly, I did not feel tired and I was feeling rather content. Once I opened my eyes, I immediately saw Zoe, Alfie, Tanya and Jim. They were sitting in chairs that were not a short distance away from the bed I was laying in. A hospital room, that is where I was, but why? I looked at them again, no, this wasn’t right. They were upset. The girls were crying, and the guys were just sitting there with their heads in their hands.

 “Tanya, it’s okay.” I said, even though I wasn’t even aware of what was wrong.  I said her name again, but she didn’t look at me. She didn’t even throw me the slightest glance. I sat up and looked at Zoe with a confused look on my face, she didn’t even notice me. That was when I realized that their attention was focused on something behind me. I turned my head and looked. 

No, no that is impossible.

 It was me. I was lying there with my eyes closed, completely still. The sight of myself caused me to immediately scramble out of the bed. Once I was standing I looked around the room at my friends, expecting them to have stunned expressions on their faces but they were unmoved. It was as if I was not even there. Desperately, I knelt in front of Zoe and took her hand, trying not to break into tears right in front of her. Although, it would not matter, would it? She didn't even know of my presence. 

“Zoe, I’m here. I’m okay! That’s not me! Please stop crying, please look at me!” I placed her hand on my face. Nothing. Zoe’s eyes were still on the other me, who was lying in the bed. No matter what I did, there was no change. This couldn't be happening, there had to be some sort of explanation for this. I made my way to Jim, who always seems to be able to make sense for things.

“Jim, please. Give me something, just talk to me.” I said, my voice now quivering and sounding anxious. He finally took his head out of his hands and said sadly, “Joe, please wake up. We need you here.” He did not say it  to me, but to the other me, lying in the bed.

Wake up? What did he mean by wake up? I was awake; the one who was asleep was not me.  I was right there in front of him. As I continued to look at Jim, a thought crossed my mind. What if he was right? What if that was me lying there. I closed my eyes in frustration.

Wake up

Wake up

Wake up

I opened my eyes, and I wasn’t kneeling in front of Jim anymore. I was in the same room I had been in just moments ago. I was laying in the bed again. I picked up my head to see if the same people were accompanying me, and immediately felt soreness erupt throughout my body. Should I have been relieved?

“Joe!” Zoe exclaimed, once I let out a slight whimper. She rushed to my bedside and grabbed my hand. “You’re awake! I can’t believe… you’re… you're awake.” She engulfed me in a hug, causing me to stiffen in pain, and for her to immediately apologize. 

                  “I’m sorry, I just… I missed you."

She gently layed her head across my lap, and we both cried together, realizing how much we actually loved each other.