When He's Gone. (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Nineteen~

FINAl CHAPTER----

(One year later)

Taking a deep breath, I prepare myself mentally before walking into the room. When I finally pluck the courage to open the door, I step in slowly. There she was, laid on the crystal white hospital bed. She looked so peaceful but so conflicted hooked up to all of the machines with wires, it was painful to see. I perch on the end of her bed and sigh. The deathly grey colour of her skin scares me, and quite frankly has me worried for the results. She had to be okay.

"Hey mum" I whisper to her, as though I'd be disturbing her sleep, not likely considering the harsh circumstances. I rest my hand on hers and squeeze it gently. I tell her how my day has been and how much I miss her.

Two weeks ago me and my mum were in a car crash. She was driving me to my graduation from college when a car came through a red light and hit us head on. Luckily I escaped with a couple of bruises and stitches to the head, my mum however wasn't so lucky. She lost a lot of blood on scene and was put into a medically induced coma after her surgery. It was all a waiting game now.

It's been two weeks and she still hadn't woken, I was becoming impatient. I needed my mum, she was my best friend. She helped me through everything, she helped me work things out with Niall - we were on speaking terms now. With Harry however, things weren't so successful, we just drifted apart. I guess his job is more important, which I can understand. He's rich now. Despite my mother's advice when I got home from tour and broke down to her, I convinced myself that if he wanted to speak to me he would. I admit I was depressed for a couple of months and refused to leave the house because if the state of mind I was in and it hurt my mum to watch but I couldn't help it. I couldn't help the evil thoughts nagging me that he didn't care. But I'm okay now. I went back to college and made new friends, and I was okay. Until the crash.

"Are you Claire's daughter?" A nurse asks, pulling me from my train of thought. I nod. Getting up I follow her out of the room, closing the door silently behind me.

"We've got the results from her last set of tests."

The next sentence could either make me or break me. I couldn't lose my mum. I'd already lost him.

"We're taking her off the extra oxygen concentrator, as her vitals are improving. She should be awake any day now". The nurse smiles kindly at me. I clasp my hands around my mouth, tearing up. She was going to be okay! That means, she could be awake any time after they unhook her from the machine in an hour. She was going to wake up and everything would go back to normal, back to our normal, quiet life.

"I'll give you a few minutes?" She questions. I shake my head and compose myself. I ask if I could ask her something and she nods impatiently. This nurse wasn't as nice as some of the ones that have looked after me and my mum these last couple of weeks. She seemed uptight and lacked prudence.

"I uh just wanted to ask if the other people from the car crash were admitted here?"

"Yes they was, one of them is in a pretty bad state but the young lad is getting there. You and your mum were the lucky ones." The nurse huffs, and turns away but I reach out for her arm and she turns back around.

"May I-uh see them?" I ask.

"I'm sorry, patient confidentiality."

"Just for a few minutes? I want to apologise-"

Lie.

"-and to see that they're okay?"

Lie again.

"Fine, but only for a few minutes. They're two doors down from your mothers room" she sighs before walking off with a scowl.

I look through the window of my mum's room with a faint smile. She looked so peaceful, I wish she'd just wake up. Following the doors down I see the door that I should be going in ajar. Knocking hesitantly I clear my throat.