Listening To The Silent Lyrics (Harry Styles fan fic) [completed]

chapter 46

Lucy's POV

At the hospital, Niall took us to Harry's room. It was the same as my room that I was in two weeks ago. I honestly can't wait to see him again. I've missed him so much. I would of visited him earlier in the weeks but the doctor said it would just be more depressing. And I agreed.

Now, though, because he's awake, it would bring my mood up and make me happier. It's so horrible, being depressed I mean. It is like you are constantly being pushed around in a dark cloud full of empty threats. You feel numb but you also feel the worst pain of all. It's harder to be happy when you feel like that all the time.

Entering Harry's room gave me goosebumps. It's just the effect of having him so close to me.

He doesn't notice me at first, he is too busy talking to Louis. Which I can understand. They are best friends living the same dream together. He looks a lot better from the last time I saw him. His face wasn't covered in blood for a start.

His chest was bare with a bruise on it. A few small scabs were scattered on it but apart from that, it was fine. His face was just as perfect as it normally is apart from its slight loss of colour. Everything else was fine, just a cast on his arm.

I sneak up to the other side of the bed, earning a small glance from Louis but he kept talking. Harry noticed it though and turned his head to me. His smile made me want to cry. It was beautiful and heart warming. "Hey, princess." He said gently. I took his good hand in mine and gave it a gently squeeze.

"Hellooooo sexy." I winked at him.

"Well I try my best." He jokes and I poke my tongue out at him.

"You alright?" I ask, playing about with his fingers.

"Much better now that you're here." He grins.

"That's so cheesy." I roll my eyes at him. "Oh, I bought you some stuff!" I say, rattling the bag.

"Oooo, goodie!" He exclaims, eyes wide and full of joy. Now who's the child, Paul?

I take out the magazine first. "Close your eyes." I instruct him. He does what I say and I lay the magazine on his chest. "Okay, open." I say and when he opens his eyes, he gasps.

"How did you know I love Cbeebies?! I love it, Luce, thanks babe." He winks.

"Enough of that cheek, Mister. There's also some Haribos, a colouring book, a muffin and a bag of gummy bears for you." I smile and lift the bag onto the bed.

"Aww, where's our stuff?" Liam whines.

"I want a sticker!" Louis yells.

"Me too! And a gummy bear!" Zayn says.

"Can I have the Haribos?" Niall speaks up from his packet of crisps.

"Just a room full of children." I hear Paul mutter from the other side of the room. He was leaning against the wall with his arms across his chest.

"You know you love us," Lou jokes.

"Like my own children." Paul replies.

We all start our own conversations between each other before Mya quietens us down.

"Guys can you listen up for a minute please?!" She asks, loudly. We all stop and look to her. She held Niall's hand tightly and smiled really wide. She looked nervous but happy. "So there's something Niall and I need to tell you." She looks to Niall to carry on for her. Confused, I give Harry a glance who just shrugs.

"Mya is pregnant." Niall said.

We sit in silence, dumb struck. I am first to speak. "Bagsie being God Mother!" I smile.

"Aww. Fine, I'm God Father!" Louis yells.

"Congratulations I guess." Liam said.

"Whoop! Horny buggers." Harry laughs.

"You are so dead when the paps find out." Paul speaks up.

"Thanks guys. I know, Paul. I really do. But this little thing inside of me will be raised as normally as possible. I want him or her to be treated as the boys treat baby Lux." Mya explains.

"That girl is a cutie." Zayn says.

"Agreed." Niall said. He was still holding Mya's hand when I looked. I got myself out a muffin and started eating it.

"Luuuuucyyyyyyyy?" Mya whined. Oh what now?

"Yeeeeesssss?" I mocked her. "What do you want?"

"Did you know pregnant women have cravings for different things? And because-" She sugar coated it up.

"Yes. Now what do you want?" I cut her off.

"The baby wants some Haribos." She grinned. Well I do have like 6 bags....

"Fine." I reluctantly hand over a bag to her as she grins.

"Thank you!"

Later, while most of us were having something to eat, Harry asked us to leave. Well, everyone but me. They all walked out, confused. But not as confused as I was. "Luce, I need to speak to you. And it is very important you tell me the truth." He tells me once they are gone.

"What is it?" I ask, my belly feeling uneasy and my hands become clamy.

"Before I woke up.... Liam was talking to me. He started talking about you. He said that you... " He started but trailed off.

"That I what?" I didn't even have to ask. I knew what he was talking about already.

"That you wanted to kill yourself. Lucy, please listen to me when I say this. I never, ever in a million years, would ever want to lose you. I can't have you thinking like that, knowing that there is nothing I can do to stop you. Imagine if you had died. And I woke up being told you are dead. I can't deal with that. I'd be joining you. Please, just never think like that. Come talk to me. I want to listen. I am here for you to cry on." My heart broke into two. Tears fell down my face. I am ashamed.

I am ashamed to be here. It gets so complicated in my mind that I just want to cry even more. Everything is pressured out in a heap of crap that I don't have time to think about it.

"I-I'm sorry, H-Harry." I cry and bury my head in his shoulder. I felt something on my back and assumed it was his hand rubbing it in a comforting way. "I... I c-can't d-deal with s-s-stress very well. It-it scares m-me."

"Shh shh baby. It's all okay now. I'm here and I won't let anything ever happen to you."