The One That Got Away

Chapter 21

* EIGHT MONTHS LATER *

Selena POV

I was cleaning Harry with a wet sponge, softly rubbing it against his dry skin. I looked at him, noticing his pale lips and dry skin, not to mention his visible cheek bones.

He has lost so much weight these past months, by just looking at him you can already tell he's delicate and weak.

It's been hard, not seeing the love of your life move or hearing his voice, knowing it's your fault. And not to mention, Harley continuous tantrums to see Harry when he can't.

Everything is hard.

"Why can't you just open your eyes for me, Harry?" I whispered, trying to hold my tears back from falling again.

No not this time, be strong for him Selena.

You know you can, be strong.

* KNOCK KNOCK *

I heard a knock on the door, which I look up and see the blonde Irish boy standing at the doorway. Just by looking at him, it turns me back to that moment of the dance we shared at the premiere though I mostly remember that almost kiss we had.

"Hey"

"H-Hi" I stuttered, greeting him as I place the sponge back in the plastic bowl.

"Can I come in?" He asked, biting his bottom lip as I nodded.

He places his jacket over the seats, walking towards Harry before looking at his best mate before sighing.

"So, how's he doing?"

"Well, the doctor said he's not showing any signs of much improvement over the past eight months" I sighed, washing my hands at the sink before drying them off with a towel.

"But it's weird"

"What's weird?" Niall asked, looking up at me with confused eyes. His bright crystal blue eyes.

"Even though he's in coma, I can still feel that he's awake somehow"

"Sel that's impossible, he can't feel nor hear anything. That's just not true"

"I swear I be hearing him chuckle Niall, and I even seen him smirk or smile. Nobody believes me, but I've seen it with my own eyes!" I shouted, shaking my head as I run my fingers through my hair frustratedly.

"Although he can't hear or feel, I know he can still sense that I'm here with him somehow. I've seen those dimples appear on his face as if he were smiling or smirking, I've heard him let out a small chuckle, I've seen it all but no one wants to believe me. AND I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

I broke down into tears, my breathing uncontrollably bad with loud whimpers escaping my mouth. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, knowing it was Niall's since I did the same as well while crying on his shoulder.

"I-I just want h-him to b-be o-okay...."

"He will be, don't worry Sel" Niall strokes my hair, kissing the top of my head as I sniffed and continuously cried on his shoulder.

His embrace felt nice, I really needed that.

I can't take living without Harry, it was all my fault that this happened to him. I should of never left him, especially when he didn't expect it the day after.

I just want my Harry back.

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Liam POV