I remember the night I met Louis Tomlinson perfectly.
Too bad I'm in a coma from our car wreck to see his gorgeous face right now.
Even though I'm in a comatose state I can still hear his soft sweet voice telling me I'm beautiful.
Let me start from the beginning for you so I don't confuse you.
It was a perfect June day and Louis decided that he wanted to go for a drive.
I agreed to go with him knowing it would upset him if I didn't go with him.
We left the house and drove towards the beach with a bag of carrots in the car.
I was feeding them to Louis as he drove when we were rear-ended and the car flipped 10 times in a row my head hitting the concrete of the road with each flip.
The doctors told Louis it was a miracle that I lived through the wreck.
Louis' been by my side since he got me to the hospital by dragging my bloody and bruised body down the road.
It's been 2 years since the crash and Louis hasn't left my side at all.
The only time he left was to go home shower change clothes and get his guitar.
Everyday I would hear his sweet voice singing to me.
Louis never wanted to leave my side and he always stayed each night in hope that I'd wake up.
I would let my heart race as a reaction to him singing to me and I could sense it made him smile.
He was the cutest thing ever, dark brown eyes, light brown hair and a gorgeous smile.
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A few months later I woke up to Louis singing and he didn't notice until he ended the song.
Louis looked down at me and saw my eyes open and smiled wide.
I touched the breathing tube that was in my mouth and he got up getting the nurse.
The nurse took me off the machines and Louis climbed on the bed and kissed me.
Okay enough of the present, let me take you back to when Louis and I met up until now and then I will tell you the future events to come.
