100 Days with Taylor

Day 99

Sorry if the next chapters are bit too depressed. I just lost my grandpa, well a guy who was the grandpa figure in my life. He passed away last night, I am still in shock. I could not believe it when we got the phone call. I don't know if I'll be posting anymore chapters for a little while. I'm visiting my niece, (he's her grandpa) she called saying she needs me, she's only 8 years old..Oh my gosh. Well. yeah.

Harry's point of view:

     I was holding Taylor's hair back as she was throwing up large amounts of blood into the porcelin toilet seat. I could feel it coming, she was slowly fading away and there was notihng I could do to stop her. She wiped her mouth with the towel I set down for her. Turning to me she has tears blurring her vision. They began sliding down her cheeks. My arms were cradeling her, tracing circles on her back to calm her down. 

"Harry, It's coming," She choked out,"I can tell." She let the tears out again.

  My grip tightened around her and I kissed her head, tears were now sliding down my cheeks,"I love you, Taylor."

She wiped her tears and looked up at me, her eyes were glaced with sadness, pain, and hurt,"You're not denying it...it's because you know to."

A knot built in my throat,"Taylor, stop."

"I'm sorry." 

  "Let's get you to the hospital, alright?" I said kissing her soft head one more time before releasing her from my grip. She walked up to grab some clothes to bring.  I pulled out my phone, I had to call the boys and tell them to come. Before I could do anything I heard a huge crash. My feet moved faster than they ever have before. I opened the door to see Taylor laying on the floor unconcious. I panicked and grabbed her and ran her out to the car and slammed on the gas.

   We pulled up to the hospital and I grabbed her in my arms and ran her inside. She was immediately taken onto the stretcher and carried away. I went to follow but a doctor stood in my way,"No son,"

"Please! Please Let me be with her!" I cried, tears falling freely from my eyes.

     I just wanted to wake up and have this be  nightmare..but that's the scariest part..it's not, it's real. My breathing was heavy. My slick white iphone sat in my hands. I unlocked it and called Louis. Louis is the person I needed to talk to right now. The phone rang a couple times before he answered,"Hey Hazza, what's up?" His cheery voice was soon to be broken and it caused pain in my chest.

"Louis," My voice broke.

"Oh god, Harry what's wrong?" He asked worry drowning his voice.

"It's Taylor." With that I burst into a fit of tears,"I-I"

"Where are you?" 

"The Hospital,"

I heard him sniffled,"Alright, We're coming."

   I hung up the phone and ran my hands through my hair. Not even bothering to wipe away the tears because they weren't going to stop until I knew Taylor was going to be okay. There was nurses passing by shooting me sympathy smiles. Before I knew it my four best friends came running down the hall way to me. All four had tear stained faces as they crashed into me with hugs.

"Is she going to be okay?" Niall choked between cries.

I shrugged,"I don't know."

"We're in this together," Liam assured us,"She'll be looking down on us if anything happens."

   My eyes caught a crying Zayn. He wasn't the type to cry much, he was usually quiet. On X factor he was pretty loud and had a lot to say, but once his Aunt died he's never been the same. I've never said anything, but we've all noticed. I wrapped him in a tight hug and we cried together. We knew this could be the end. This could be the last day.  

  Days sped by, usually I'd be happy about this, but with knowing that Taylor only had an estimated time left..it scared me. I've valued every second that Taylor breathed, her laughs, her smiles, her corny jokes. Everything about her is going to be gone. There's some hope that's still bubbling inside that she'll be here. She'll be here forever, never have to leave. 

    People have always told me that one day you'll meet someone who will change your life, and they have a reason for doing so. I guess Taylor was that girl, she's that person for all of us. We were living the big dream that any person would kill to live, we were taking every single moment for granted, every preformance was just another thing in the way of our free time. My perspective has changed seeing that I would soon have to say goodbye to my true love. I probably sound like a love sick teen, but I know she was the girl I was going to marry, I knew the day that we had met.  

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"Harry, Please eat." Louis said sitting a cheeseburger in front of me. But I couldn't eat. I couldn't hold anything down, I was too worried, too anxious. 

"Louis, I'm fine." I tried to assure him.

He was about to protest but another voice cut him off,"Are you Harry?"

We all looked up to see a man in a white lab coat,"Yes, that would be me."

"Taylor isn't awake, we're not sure when or if she will be awake any time soon." He said with tears welling up in his eyes,"We're sorry son. We're giving her one more day, then we'll have to pull the plug."

"She'll wake up." I said demanding.

"If she does wake up, I don't think it will be for very long, son."

I shook my head,"I don't care, it's better than nothing!" 

   Niall broke into tears, then I did. We were followed by the other three. We were all in the waiting room crying and  trying to comfort eachother.

"Ha-Harry I-i Ca-Can't Do th-is." Niall stuttered as him tears built up faster.

I gripped his hand tight,"We can get through this, she's going to wake up!"

"Harry, we need to face reality! We've all been waiting for a miracle!" Liam yelled, but not very loud.

    He was right. But I couldn't admit it. We've been praying that one day she'll wake up and everything will be okay, but it won't happen. Things just don't turn out that way. As much as you wish that you had one more second with someone you can't always get that wish. Goodbyes are always the worst part of everything. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. Flash backs filled my mind, they ran back to the very first day I had met her.

"Excuse me?" I asked. 

A beautiful girl turned around, she looked scared,"Hello, how may I help you?" I smiled knowing that she probably thought I was a  customer. She was perfect, the way her hair fell down in gentle waves and her smile, sometime about her smile made me see right through it. That she looked like she had is plastered on.

"Is my Mum, Anne, here?"

She nodded and still looked a little shocked,"uh, yeah she's right back here." 

I walked into the back and greeted my Mum. She kissed my cheeks and hugged me tightly. I only saw her once in a blue moon, really. I've been traveling with the band non-stop,"You never told me you had such a hottie working here, Mum."

She laughed,"Oh Harry, I missed you too."

"Mum you know I missed you."