Undiscovered

30.

Songs for this chapter:

One Direction – Better than words

Ed Sheeran – Give me love

My Chemical Romance – Cancer

Hey guys! Sorry the last chapter was so shitty, I’ve just had so much going on and so much work to do! I’m hoping this chapter will be enough to make it up to you, also… I’m hoping not to write a lot more in Lilie or Niall’s POV as I’m hoping that they’ll have their own book soon, but I’m still deciding, got so much to do but I’ll keep you updated!!  

Emilee's POV

Everything is so blurry, so pale and blurry. I can't figure out if it's my eyes or where ever the hell I am is full of fog. What the hell is going on?

I'm so confused and my vision isn't making anything better. I just have this ache in my head, a painful ache, as if someone is hitting me right in the centre of my skull with a lead hammer.

I don't know where I am and I don't know what the hell has happened, I just feel so faint, so dizzy and so disorientated.

I just feel like there is a cloud over my mind and I can’t get rid of it, it’s so annoying and infuriating. I feel like my mind is an old puzzle with pieces missing and I’m getting pissed off that I can’t find them.

It’s taking so long for my brain to connect to the rest of my body, I feel paralysed and this aching feeling isn’t going. Where the hell is everyone? Where the hell am I?

“Em?” I hear this faint voice from by the side of me but I can’t bring myself to turn around, I just simply haven’t got the energy, my brain doesn’t seem to be connected to the rest of my body.

“Can you hear me babe?” I can hear the voice again, and now their hand is touching mine, caressing it, and comforting me. Their presence is comforting and it makes me feel.. almost safe?

All I seem to be focused on is the amount of plastic lines that are going into my arms and pumping fluid into me. This must mean I’m in the hospital, but why? I feel heavy and bloated from everything going into me and I feel sleepy again. I can’t fall asleep, I’ve probably been asleep for hours and I’m sick of it, I need to know what’s going on with me and why I’m lying in a hospital bed.

Who is this sitting next to me and how do they know me? I still haven’t got the energy to turn my head to lay eyes with whoever is next to me but before I can must up enough energy, shiny brown curls appear in front of my face and piercing emerald eyes are looking directly into mine.

“Em, can you hear me?” I want to say yes, I want to talk to him but I can’t, my body won’t let me open my mouth to react to him, what’s going on and why can’t I talk?

“Em, please blink if you can hear me,” I blink once, that’s all I can seem to do, “Good, the doctor said it’ll take your body a while to feel normal and connected again.”

What is he talking about? I’m trying to think of his name, I know that I know him from somewhere but it hasn’t fully come back to me yet, “H-h-harr-y?” My voice sounds more like a pathetic whisper than anything. He smiles at me, a dimpled smile making me feel comfortable.

“Y-you remember me?” His eyes are glassed over and filled with joy but I don’t quite understand why.

For some reason me trying to talk is using up all my energy, but I keep trying. “W-what h-h-happ-pened?” I can’t stop stuttering and it’s infuriating.

Harry stares at me wide-eyed, “You really don’t remember what happened do you?” he asks me, hopeful that I will say the answer he wants to hear.