Breathe

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Harry's P.O.V

I stare at the sterile white walls of the hospital, I don't move from my chair I just stare at them like I have for the past hour. The tears from my most recent sob are drying up, making my cheeks feel patchy. Where are they boys.... I lean my head back up against the wall.

A doctor, clearly dressed for surgery walks out of a doorway and stands in front of all the waiting room chairs.

"Family of Nina Marie Antoinette Vinci?" He calls out and my heart leaps into my throat. I stand and remove my sunglasses "Tha-That's me" His eyes widen in shock; clearly he knows who I am.

"Nina is still in surgery and wont be out for a while, few more hours at least" He speaks, sounding so tired he might pass out. Pain and sadness find its way back into my stomach.

"Is- she okay?" I croak, blinking my eyes quickly.

"We're doing everything we can" He gives me a small smile but his eyes look sympathetic. If she's going to die why can't he fucking tell me? Anger starts making its way up my body; I clench my fists and nod.

"We'll keep you posted, if anything happens- he pauses- we'll let you know, I'll check back with you in a few hours" He smiles that fake doctor smile once again before returning back behind the door that reads "No visitors beyond this point" "Surgeons and patients only"

I cringe; she's in there. My Nina is in there and I can't go save her, I can't go help her and the thought is rotting me from the inside out.

"Harry!" I hear a panicked voice from behind me. It's Lou, Zayn, Niall, Liam, El, Perrie, Ella, Dani and Tia. The whole group came.

"Guys" I say, trying to sound excited but failing miserably. I break down into tears as I approach them. Their faces turn into something I've never seen, they don't know how to react and I don't blame them, El and Tia are crying quietly while covering their mouths.

"Harry talk to us" Niall presses on stepping forward revealing two more people behind him and Zayn.

"Mom?" I whisper and I could be happier, she rushes up to me, hugging me hard.

"I'm here son, everything is going to be okay," She says into my ear.

"She flew in about an hour after you left yesterday," Zayn divulges

"Now tell us, what's happened" Mom asks me, holding my hands.

"She-" I feel the tears build up "She's not okay mom" my head falls onto her shoulder.

"She's going to be okay," she sounds so confident I don't even want to start telling her the extent of Nina's injury. All the boys look glossy eyed.

I shake my head slowly, curling my lips inward.

"Harold Edward Styles, Nina needs you to be strong for her, she needs you to think positive" She says sternly

"Where is she? Where's my dad?" Tia says between sobs

"Nina's in surgery fighting for her life and I don't know where your dad is" I say with anger at the end, her dad did this to my Nina.

We make our way to the chairs and take up about a whole row of them. I can't stare at these walls anymore, I feel myself break more and more every moment I sit here, but I'm going to sit here, because the love of my life needs me here and for once I'm going to be here for her, I'm not going to my band commitments I'm here for my Nina. I just want to see her; I miss seeing her big brown eyes light up when I entered a room she was in. I miss holding her at night, I miss the way her nose would crinkle when she was concentrating on homework, I miss the way she'd put her head on my chest when we'd be sleeping I miss smelling her perfume around my apartment, fuck I just miss her and I need her back, healthy and back.