100 Days with Taylor

Day 13

Harry's point of view:

My head was rested in my hands. My cheeks were stained with tears. I've been sitting in the hospital waiting room for at least six hours now.

I just watched her fall and hit the floor. Her fragile body took a slam to the hard wooden floor. I rushed to help her up, as well did the other people on the stage. She was carried off and I followed her. My heart was beating so fast as I watched them put her in the back of the ambulance. I held her fragile hand the whole way there.

The sound of heart rate monitors filled my ears. The smell of chemicals filled my nostrils. The thought of Taylor filled my mind and my heart.  The doctors haven't spoken to me yet, that's what worries me the most. I was still in my outfit from the awards last night. Liam was sitting in the hospital with me for a few hours but he had to check up on the boys, he said he'd be back in a few hours.

My feet dragged me to the desk where a woman wearing a smock sat as she typed away on her computer,"Can I help you?" She asked not looking away from her computer screen.

"Is Taylor in room 109 ready for visitors?"

She looked up,"Lemme check." Her fingers opened a Manila folder and looked through some papers.

"alright."

She nodded,"yeah, just walk right in. She might not be awake."

"Okay, Thanks."

I walked up to her door. I breathed out before I opened the door. Her pale body was laying on the hospital bed. My heart sank, she's breaking and there's nothing I can do. All I can do is make sure that she's happy. 

Her gentle eyes fluttered open and her eyes met mine. Her pale pink lips curved into a weak smile as she saw me,"I thought that was it." Her weak voice whispered.

"What do you mean?"

She breathed heavily,"I thought I was gone, forever."

Tears were restex on the brim of my eyes,"I wouldn't of let that happen. I'm here for a reason."

A weak smile grew on her lips once again,"You can't always protect me."

"I will do anything it takes to protect you. You're life is in my hands, I don't know what dragged me towards you, but from the moment I knew I had to be there for you."

"You're just going to get hurt." She sighed.

I shook my head,"That's not going to stop me."

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"I just wish I was a little kid again." She said biting her lip gently.

My fingers ran through her delicate hair,"We all do."

"Everything was just so much more innocent."

I nodded.

She closed her eyes for a minute, she looked lost in thought. I wasn't going to interupt her. Finally she decided to speak again,"I don't understand why you're doing this to yourself."

"I don't either," I chuckled,"But I know it's worth it."

"How do you know that?"

"I just do."

She laughing slightly then rested her head deeper into her cotton pillow,"What are you afraid of?"

I raised an eyebrow at her,"Erm, this is embaressing,"

She giggled,"Just answer the question, Styles."

"Falling in-love."

"Really? Why's that?"