For your eyes only,
I'll show you my heart
For when you're lonely
and forget who you are
I'm missing half for me
when we're apart
Now you know me,
for your eyes only
-If I Could Fly,
One Direction
A Week Later
Luke's POV
"You need to eat something. All you've had in the last 7 days has been disgusting hospital food. We brought you real food, please god dammit, eat it," Calum begged as he set down the take out bag on the table next to me. I hadn't left the room since I got here. There was a small bathroom on the side, and the small pullout couch was enough for me.
"I'm fine," I told them, staring at her as I had done for the last 150 hours.
"Luke, you're not fine."
"Well Calum I put my girlfriend in the fucking hospital so you tell me how I should be feeling?"
"You didn't do anything!" Ashton defended as I finally looked up at him.
"She was swarmed with paparazzi because she's involved with me. She was trying to get away from them, because of me. On what planet is this not my fault?" I growled snapped my eyes back down to Belle.
"Mate-"
"No Ashton do you remember what Emma told me? Because I do. I think that if you really truly love Belle, you'll leave her. And it's the truth Ashton. If I had just left her alone then-"
"Then you would continue to waste your life away until when? Huh? Until you're stuck in rehab because you can't put down the bottle? Or until you're fucking six feet underground?" Michael snapped.
"Maybe," I mumbled.
"Maybe what?"
"Maybe it would be better that way Michael!" I roared not paying mind to the tears streaming down my face. "Maybe that would be better," I whispered.
"Luke-" Michael responded his voice breaking in the middle.
"Don't you get it? I did this to her. Me. I hurt everyone around me. I hurt my mom and my brothers, all of you, the love of my life, eventually my daughter. I'm sick of fucking up," I told them my voice heavy with emotion.
"Luke we-" Ashton started but I cut him off.
"Ashton I'm not in the mood to hear the everything's going to be fine speech. Because it not fine Ashton, everything isn't going to be alright. If she wakes up then she's going to hate me-"
"Luke I'm going to tell you the same thing I've always told you, Isabelle doesn't and will never hate you. She can be angry, but she's never going to hate you." Michael told me.
"I hate me," I growled looking at them, "I do. I hate that I'm an asshole to all of you, I hate that you have to treat me like a little kid because you always feel pressured to watch over me. I hate living like this, and I hate that because of my choices I hurt you. I hate knowing that I'm holding you all back."
"Luke-"
"But I am Calum, I know I am. Listen I just want-"
"Luke listen-"
"No no I really-"
"Luke!" Calum exclaimed.
"What?!" I asked annoyed, I saw him point his head over and I saw a slight moving Belle. Her eyes were slowly opening and I gasped as I jumped up and ran to her side.
Isabelle's POV
The first thing I heard, were the voices. People were talking but I couldn't understand the words, they were muddled almost sounding as if they were 4 feet underwater. I felt a shock of pain wave through my body as I took a breath in, and I slowly tried to open my eyes which felt as if they had been super glued shut. The loud voices reached a high, and then silence. When my eyes were open to a normal enough amount, all I could see were semblances of shapes. I heard a door close and a familiar voice calling out to me but it was still muffled.
"Belle."
"Belle?"
"Belle can you hear me?"
I tried to nod slowly before taking in a sharp breath, which still hurt, and I finally felt my eyes adjust to see him. I tired to speak but, it was so cracked and high pitched that I sounded like I was squeaking.
"It's okay you don't have to speak. You're alive and that's all you need to be right now," it was Luke who told me that. His voice sent a comforting vibe through my being, putting my brain at ease. He laid his hand gently on mine and I smiled at him.
"How even just waking up from a coma are you still the most beautiful girl in the world Belle?" He asked and I think I blushed even now.
"What happened?" I croaked out.
"You were in a car accident," my mind flashed to the puzzle pieces that surrounded me of events and times and things that I tried to put together. I remember a letter, a girl, and a lot of flashes.
"Oh," I whispered unsure of what to say next.
"I can- I can go if you want Emma's just with Charlotte giving her a bath at home and getting her fresh clothes they'll be back anytime-"
"It's okay," I told him nodding to where his hand rested on mine, or rather the I.V. as well. We sat in comfortable silence before he spoke again.
"Listen Belle I know this isn't a good time but I've had nothing but time these last few days since you've been out to just think about us and-"
"Shh," I told him holding his hand gently, giving it a small squeeze. "Our biggest mistake was trying to start where we left off 2 years ago Luke." He nodded and let out a sigh of relief.
"Yeah exactly. How'd you know I was going to think that?"
"Because I've been through that same process." It was quiet again.
"So how do we... not start off there? I know so much about you and there's no way to go back in time-"
"So we'll pretend."
"Pretend?"
"Lets just start over."
"Belle it's not that simple you can't just-"
"Ahahah," I cleared my throat barely moving my hand although it still shot needles through my skin, and smiled
"Hi my name is Isabelle." I introduced myself smiling at him as he moved his hand too to shake my hand.
"I'm Luke, it's nice to meet you Isabelle. I think Isabelle's too long for me, do you have a nickname?" He asked grinning that stupid smile of his making my heart flutter.
"Nothing comes to mind." I answered trying to fight a smile.
"I think I'm going to call you... Belle." He answered still holding on to my hand.
"I think I'm going to like that a lot Luke," I told him smiling a him. As we talked about ourselves, reintroducing ourselves for our fresh start I couldn't help but recall our lives before this.
In fact, I used to worry, every time that he walked out the door one day he wouldn't come back in. I used to worry that one day he would realize what he deserved and leave me again. I used to wait with shaking hands until he came back in, pacing the wooden floor each step becoming more rushed. I used to be someone else, a scared girl afraid of messing up. I'm not anymore. I used to wonder, when his lips left mine, if that would be it. But now I'm different. Now I know that until death do us part we shall never have a Last Kiss.
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