•THREE WEEKS LATER ~ HARRY'S POV•
I stayed with Emily, every night, making sure she was going to be okay. These past three weeks have been lonely without Emily, but mum visited a few times, and Deniall was always here too. They never left actually. I was just dozing off in the uncomfortable hospital chair, when I heard a voice. "She's awake!" I heard a doctor say. Niall and Denisse perked up the same time I did. I scrambled out of my chair, and stood up on my heels, throwing my hands up in the air, waiting for someone to come out. "Okay, Mr. Styles?" a doctor said, coming down the hall.
"Yes, thats me!" I screamed, running past the doctor and towards the room where Emily was in. "Mr. Styles, I know you're excited, but please calm down. You cannot see her right now." the doctor said softly. Oh no. What happened? "What? Why?" I asked, tears threatening to flow out from my eyes. The doctor shook his head and said, "Please, calm yourself. You may go in and see her, when we call you in. We have to run some tests before we know if she's stable enough to see anyone." the doctor said. I sadly nodded my head and looked down. "So terribly sorry, Mr. Styles." the doctor said. "It's... Um... It's fine." I replied, shaking my head.
I slowly turned around and ran back to the waiting chairs. I put my face in my hands and groaned. I wanted to be there when she first woke up. I wanted to be there, so she could see me, so we could see each other. Ugh. I sighed and looked to Denisse and Niall. Niall was looking at me apologetically. I shook my head and just closed my eyes, leaning my head back.
About 3 hours later, I really couldn't stand knowing that my Emily was awake, and I couldn't see her. It was killing me. "I JUST WANT TO SEE EMILY!" I screamed, getting on my knees. "Harry, Styles?" a doctor said. I heard clicking from heels come down the hallway. "Me!" I said excited, jumping to my feet. "You may go in and see her, just be calm." the doctor said, putting a han on my shoulder. I nodded happily and walked to the room where Emily was in. Oh god.
I slowly opened the door and looked around. I saw Emily, sitting up in bed, looking around with scared eyes. Her cheek bones were fully noticeable and her skin was really pale, she hasn't been able to eat regularly, so she's probably unhealthy. Who cares? In my eyes, she's still the most beautiful girl in my eyes.
I slowly walked up to her and whispered, "Emily?" She snapped her head up and looked up at me with empty eyes. "Who are you?" she asked. "You don't remember me? Remember, I'm your Hazza, and you're my Emmo? We'll be together forever? And we will always love each other?" I asked, almost desperately. "Um.... I'm sorry, but I have no clue what you're talking about." she replied, raising an eyebrow.
Oh god, she doesn't remember me. No no no no no no.
