Virus: 3028

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I wake up and it’s dark. I’m in a white bed with white blankets and I’m wearing a white kind of dress. Like in thehospitals.

 I turn around when I see there’s another bed in the other side of the room, trying to see who’s laying down. “Please, can it not be Harry Styles?” I just don’t like the idea of him getting hurt because of me. When I see his wavy brunette hair I know it’s him and I close my eyes, praying for him to be alright. I hope he’s just getting some rest.

Where are we, anyways? Have we gotten to the Building? Are we at the hospital? Maybe, because Andrew hit Harry to the point that all his face was full of blood. And then he fainted. And then I did.

Is that what happened? I want to call Isabelle for her to explain, but then I remember she’s probably mad at me because of how I left her when we were in the bus and I sat down with Harry. That was just a mistake of mine, and not because I didn’t enjoy talking to him, but because of the fact he got in serious trouble because of my stupid comment.

“Hey, Barbara…” I hear his scratchy voice calling my name from the other side of the room. He said Barbara, not Barb, like I told him to. See? This is what I was talking about. “Are you… are you awaken?” I slowly sit down and murmur a “yes”. Then I close my eyes and open them again and I almost scream when I see him: his face is full of bruises, including one in his left eye and the biggest one right down his chin. He still has a little blood on his lip and I can see the large cut that goes from his cheek to the upper lip.

“Are you okay?” Great, I just sounded as if I didn’t care. Like, are you okay? I mean, you stood up for me and prevented a hot guy from literally killing me and I won’t even say thank you, I will just ask if you’re okay because I’m a bitch and I already know the answer: you aren’t. “Gosh, Harry, I’m sorry… is this… what Andrew did? I’m sorry, it’s just my fault, and I should’ve shut up” I have no idea what to say. “I’m just terribly sorry.”

“Barbara, it’s totally fine. Really.”

I get up and slowly walk over to his bed, which is at the other side of the room. His green eyes are now red and he looks so tired.  I stand in front of him, but then he tells me to lay next to him. I feel butterflies but I still end up doing what he said.

“Barbara” he says. “What happened wasn’t your fault, okay? Believe that.” I lay my head on his shoulder.