What Happened To Narry? (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5

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~Harry's P.O.V~

This has probably been the most awkward car ride of my life. Niall held my hand, then he acts like a gay boy. Not only that, but the car ride has been completely silent the entire way home. I look over and see him staring out the window, looking as uncomfortable as me. I felt my car move under my grip and i couldn't pull it back onto the road. "HARRY!" Niall screamed.

And then it everything went black.

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"He needs to be alive! He has to be!" I hear a voice say. I felt my head throbbing. Ouch. Why does my head hurt? Am i alive? Why do i need to be alive? I thought i was alive. Wait. I am thinking, so I'm alive. I must be, right? Wait! I know that voice! It's Louis.

"Get him to the emergency room, hurry!" I heard an older, deeper voice call. "Come on, Mr. Styles. Please open your eyes." I heard the voice again. Mr. Styles? Wait! Harry Styles! That's me! Okay. Open your eyes. 1...2...3...OPEN!

Nope nothing. I wanted to say something, but i couldn't. Nothing was coming out of my mouth. My mouth was dry and my eyes were clamped shut. Probably, not even a crowbar could open them, but maybe I'm wrong. I am freaking unconscious! Wait.

NAILL.

Suddenly, all my anger, frustration and worry bubbled inside me and erupted, like a volcano. I snapped my eyes open. I got everyone looking at me in utter shock. Before they could ask me a thousand questions about how i was feeling, i put my hand in the air.

"Where is Niall?!" I asked, through my gritted teeth. Even though i said it as a question, it was more of a demand. The doctor bit his lip and gave me a sympathetic look. "No." I pleaded. "Please let him be okay." My anger went away and i felt tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. I saw Louis rush away, leaving the doctor and I.

"He's okay, Mr. Styles, well, he's alive..he's just.." The doctor trailed off. "He's in surgery."

"What happened?!"

"You ran your car into semi and unfortunately, the biggest hit was on the passenger side, which was the seat Niall had been in." The doctor finally confessed.

"This is all my fault!" I yelled, trying to get out of the uncomfortable bed i was strapped in, but the doctor held me in.

"Do you remember anything?" The doctor asked, worry written all over his face. His grey eyebrows creasing.

"If i did, don't you think i would have remember how i hurt the love of my life?!" I blurted, but i immediately clapped my hand over my mouth. "Please. Please don't tell anyone i said that!" I thanked God Louis had ran away somewhere and he wasn't here to witness that.

"Your secret is safe with me." The doctor says. "But for the record, Niall kept saying your name while he was unconscious, practically on the verge of death." My eyes widened. "My point is, when a person is dying, they think about what they would miss, but it's very rare that they repeat is aloud, the person just doesn't have enough energy, but when Niall kept saying your name, we knew he could be saved." (A/N: I have no idea I that's actually true...)

"Oh. He kept saying my name?" I asked. The Doctor nodded. "He's going to miss me?"

"You must be of great significance to him, Harry. Usually, they think about the thing, or person, they miss the most, but we'll never know if thats the case. He won't remember it. Plus, he will love to see you again." The doctor said. "My name is Dr. Lonseth, in case you were wondering, but you can call me Ben. It's unusual someone to wake up from a coma for a person, but I think it's fascinating."