•HARRY'S POV•
I opened my eyes, and it was light outside. How did I manage to sleep? I shook my head and looked to the nurse. "How's Emily Sellers?" I asked eagerly. Just then a doctor came out. He looked at me with sad eyes. "She fell into a coma last night around 1:30. I'm sorry. I don't know if she'll come out." I started shaking and crying again. I can't take this. I need to go and see her. "Can I see her?" I asked. "In a while, just be patient, mr. styles." the doctor replied. I can't be patient. I have to see Emily. I don't care. I'll wait a year, a thousand years if I have to, to see my Emmo.
"Okay? You'll be able to visit all night, of you want." the doctor smiled politely. "Thank you so much." I said, looking at him. He smiled apologetically and I looked at Niall and Denisse. They were still sleeping; what time was it? I looked at the clock, 11:30am. How do they sleep this late? I shook their shoulders and they both groaned at the same time. They got up and said "What?" at the same time also. I made a 'hm' song, almost chuckling, but no, I was too fucking sad to show any happiness. "Emily, she fell into a coma last night." I said, really softly, while looking down to the floor.
"aw, Haz, I'm so sorry." Niall said, patting my back. "Yeah, Ni." I replied. I couldn't say it was okay, because that would be lying. I can't lie, I hate liars. Everything's not okay, we all know that. I just wish that Emily's life wasn't so hard. I sighed and ran a shaky hand through my curls. I looked in the mirror and gasped, is that really what I look like? My cheekbones were really noticeable and my cheeks were also still wet from crying myself to sleep lastnight, and crying once again this morning.
Denisse yawned and said, "Do you guys want anything to eat?" Niall nodded and looked at me. "No thanks guys, I'm fine." I replied, shaking my head slightly. I just stared at the window of the huge hospital. The birds were chirping and everything outside was happy. Not inside though. I thought 'indoors' was supposed to be a happy place, like Spongebob said on that kid's show. But who am I kidding, that's just a show, an animated show. I sighed and once again, looked at the clock, 12:30. It's already been an hour? Wow. I walked over to the nurse and asked her, "What time is visiting hours?" She looked up at me through her glasses, then glanced down at a sheet, and then looked back up at me. "7:30, mr." she replied.
I nodded and bit my lip. That means I have to wait for 6 hours to see my Emily? Wow. That's depressing. I think I'm gonna go get some food. I told the lady to tell Denisse and Niall to tell them that I went for food, in case they asked. She just nodded and looked back at her computer. I rolled my eyed and walked outside, slipping my RayBans out of my shirt pocket. It was so sunny today, I don't know why though.
I walked to a restaurant downtown and went in. "Table for one?" a waitress asked me, handing me a menu. I handed it back to her and said, "Yes table for one, I won't be needing this though, thank you." I replied, taking my sunglasses off. She smiled and nodded, then led me back to a table. "Here you are, Mr." she said politely, setting me at the table. "Thanks." I said softly. "No problem!" she brightly said, walking away. I decided that I'm just going to get some coffee. At 12:30? Really, Styles? I thought to myself. I shrugged it off. I don't really care right now. Then, The waitress came back. "Ready to order your drink?" she asked me, smiling. "Um yeah... Just a coffee please?" I asked. She nodded and write it down, then said, "Just a coffee, no food?" she asked, laughing a bit. "Yes please." I replied, looking out the window.
I took my iPod out of my pocket and started to listen to Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran. I love this song, it's the song I sang to Emily. I hummed it for a while, and then I heard the waitress clear her throat. I looked up to her and said, "sorry, thank you." She smiled and said, "It's no trouble, you have a great day!" she smiled, and then walks off.
Great day, my ass.
After I drank my coffee, I decided to see some old friends, Liam and Zayn. My other friend Louis was out of town right now, I have no clue why though. I walked to their house and knocked on the door, biting my lip, hoping they'd be home. "Hey, Hazza!" Zayn greeted as he swung the door open. "Hi Zayn." I said softly. "Harty, so nice to see you." Liam said. They both hugged me and said, "We missed you!" I smiled and laughed. "So what have you been up to?" Zayn asked. I looked at the rug. "Nothing." I replied softly.
"Really?" Liam asked, shocked. "Yep... My girlfriend is in a coma, because of my stupid ass." I said, feeling so guilty. "I bet it wasnt your fault, Harry. And GIRLFRIEND?! WHAT?! WHEN!?" Liam asked. "I have a girlfriend and her name is Emily, she's 18 and she's awesome." I replied. Zayn laughed. "How Lon was se in the coma for?" Liam asked. "Well, I brought her to the hospital around 11:00pm last night. The doctor told me that I could go see her first because I'm her emergency contact." I replied.
They both nodded their heads and we talks for a while. We watched films for the rest of the time, and we were on Finding Nemo, when I looked at the clock. '7:15' it read, making my eyes go wide. "GUYS, I HAVE TO LEAVE! I'LL CALL YOU SOMETIME! VISITING HOURS START IN 15 MINUTES!" I screamed, getting up and running out the front door. I ran all the way to the hospital, more like sprinting. "Mr. Styles?" a doctor asked, right as I walked through the door. Perfect timing!
"Yes, that's me." I panted. I looked over an saw Denisse and Niall, both looking at me. I looked at Denisse and she nodded, and so did Niall. Okay, I have to do this. I have to stay strong. "Okay, you may go in and see her, Mr. Styles." the doctor said, rapping his pen up giant the clipboard he was holding. "Thank you." I replied, following him into the room. Oh god. I don't want to see what she looks like
I closed my eyes, and then re-opened them, to find Emily, in bed, looking beautiful, even with scratches on her face from the glass. "Oh god." I breathed. "If this is too much, then y-" I interrupted the doctor, "No, it's fine. It's perfect thank you." I whispered. I slowly walked over to Emily, taking her han immune and freezing. Her hands were colder than usual, and the contact made me shiver. I kissed her forehead softly and gently, trying my best not to do anything to her fragile body.
"Emily, I love you." I whispered, no reply. "Forever and always?" I said, still no reply. I sighed and shook my head. Who am I kidding? She's in a coma for god's sake, of course I'm going to get no replies. I sighed again and sat down next to her. "I love you so much." I whispered. I close my eyes, and then began to sing to her.
"Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
Be my baby
Oh oh oh, oh oh.
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
Be my baby,
And I'll look after you..."
I sang the chorus of Look After You by The Fray. I love that song. I knew she was gone. Not gone, like dead, but out of this world, not hearing anything. I wondered how long she'd be like this, and then I remembered the doctor said she may not pull through. Just those thoughts, made me start to cry. Third time today. "Emily, please, please." I cried into her lifeless body. "Just, please. Stay with me."
