Blinded by You

Chapter Forty- Wake me up

1.6k is amazing! Thank all of you so much for reading this! I remember when this got one read and I was so excited! 1.6k is huge and thank you for all the votes and keeping up with this story. I may or may not make this the last chapter and then do a sequel. I think I might extend it to 50 or 60. I'm still debating. If I do decide this is the last chapter, I'll make an authors note at the end and ask if you guys want a sequel of if you'd even read a sequel.

I kind of have the urge to do a sequel because I think there could be so much more stuff that would be so great for a sequel. Please comment, vote, and share this story as much as you can. Thank you all so much. I love you as much as Harry loves Louis. And that's a fuck of a lot. OH. AND, can anyone tell me what happened between Louis and the owner of Modest? My wi-if was down. Big love.xxxx

Harry's POV:

Hearing someone come in the door, my head lifted and I wiped the drool off my chin.

"Hi," the nurse whispered with a wide smile. "Has she been awake?"

"No," I whispered, shaking my head. "Not that I know of." Feeling her beginning to stir, I smiled at the nurse with hope. She slowly opened her eyes and they were still bloodshot.

"Ellen?" the nurse cooed with a small smile. "How ya feelin'?"

"Where am I?" her voice was hoarse and she looked around the room worriedly.

"You're in the hospital, honey. You were hit by a car." Turning her head toward me, she looked almost, confused.

"Who are you?" she asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Ellen, it's me. Harry. Your boyfriend," I replied as she took her hand away from mine.

"No. I don't have a boyfriend," she shook her head.

Jolting awake, my breathing was sporadic and Ellen smiled at me.

"Bad dream?" her voice was hoarse, but she recognized me.

"Yeah. Really bad," I nodded, wiping at my eyes. "Have you been awake long?"

"Since like, 8:45. It's only 10:30 now. The nurse woke me up," she chuckled, coughing a little bit after.

"10:30 in the morning?"

"Yes."

"Still sarcastic, even in the hospital," I laughed, shaking my head.

"Only when I'm woken up and told there's no food."

"Do you want me to go get some breakfast, baby?" I asked, with a sigh and a slight smile.

"If you can get me in a wheelchair, we can get breakfast together," she chuckled, wincing and clutching her torso. "I spoke too soon." Checking my phone, Blakely had texted me and asked to text him when she was awake.

"I'll text Blakely to bring something. He texted me earlier." Scrolling through the numerous calls and texts I had, -mostly from management-, I rolled my eyes as I texted Blakely.

"Good. You get to stay here and see me look like utter shit," she laughed and clutched her torso. "Remind me not to laugh."

"Alright, sweetheart," I chuckled and stood. "I'm gonna go get some coffee. I'll bring you back some."

"Get Blakely to bring some."

"Right. Sorry love."

"It's okay, Harry. We're all a little crazy right now," she replied and rubbed her thumb over my knuckles.

"You're not. I just want you to be okay," I sighed.

"I am okay. Nothing a little pain medicine and food won't help," she smiled. "Speaking of food, where the hell is Blakely?"

ELLEN'S POV

Hearing a knock on the door, I slowly opened my eyes and saw a nurse smiling at me.

"Hey, sleepyhead. I'm just here to check on ya," she smiled, chomping on her gum.

"Do you know how long he's been here?" I asked, pointing to Harry sleeping and drooling on my hand.

"All night," she doted. "He caused a little ruckus earlier when you went into surgery, but we got him calmed down." Rolling my eyes with a smile, she walked out of the room and I just laid there. Looking at the cast around my leg, I knew I probably looked like complete shit. Watching Harry sleep, his cheeks were hollow, underneath his eyes, dark, and his long hair fell against my arm coated with sweat. He still looked hot though. Watching as he finally jolted awake, I slightly smiled.

"Bad dream?" I asked, my voice still hoarse.

"Yeah. Really bad," he nodded, wiping at his eyes. "Have you been awake long?" His voice was sexier than ever. Good lord.

"Since like, 8:45. It's only 10:30 now. The nurse woke me up," I chuckled, coughing a little bit after.

"10:30 in the morning?"

"Yes."

"Still sarcastic, even in the hospital," he laughed, shaking his head and fixing his hair.

"Only when I'm woken up and told there's no food."

"Do you want me to go get some breakfast, baby?" he asked, with a sigh and a slight smile. Smiling at his use of baby, I took a deep breath.

"If you can get me in a wheelchair, we can get breakfast together," I chuckled, wincing and clutching my torso. "I spoke too soon." Looking down at his phone, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'll text Blakely to bring something. He texted me earlier."

"Good. You get to stay here and see me look like utter shit," I laughed and clutched my torso again. "Remind me not to laugh."

"Alright, sweetheart," he chuckled and stood. "I'm gonna go get some coffee. I'll bring you back some."

"Get Blakely to bring some."

"Right. Sorry love."

"It's okay, Harry. We're all a little crazy right now," I replied and rubbed my thumb over his knuckles, aching to kiss him.

"You're not. I just want you to be okay," he sighed.

"I am okay. Nothing a little pain medicine and food won't help," I smiled. "Speaking of food, where the hell is Blakely?" With a sigh, Harry looked at his phone again and looked back to me.

"He's coming. There's traffic," Harry smiled and looked at me with sleepy, drained eyes.

"You look like shit," I whispered, stifling my laughter.

"You do too," he replied cheekily. We both began to laugh and I didn't care about the slight pain in my waist and back.

"We do the best things together." Soon my laughter turned into tears and I continued to smile.

"Why are you crying?" Harry cooed, wiping at my cheeks.

"I'm sorry for dancing in the street. I shouldn't have even stepped off the sidewalk," I sniffled.

"It's okay. I promise, it's okay," he murmured and grabbed my free hand in both of his. Hearing a knock on the door, Blakely stuck his head in.

"Hey love birds!" he exclaimed loudly. Rolling my eyes and smiling, I shook my head.