What You Mean To Me

This is the final chapter....I have worked on this story for a while and I'm incredibly proud of it. If I can get my ranking for this story higher, I'd be super proud, but for now, I hope that the readers enjoyed this story. I'll be soon to come out with a new story!

Komaeda POV

Hajime didn't wake up for awhile. I had his entire house to myself, which was odd because, even if it was only for a few days, he still made his house lively. I don't know when he's going to wake up, but it's best that I know how to greet him when he wakes up. I smiled softly to myself on my bed and picked up my phone. There were over 2000 messages from my friends, but the only people I had been answering were Chiaki and Mikan.

Jiggly Puff Hey hey. Are you feeling okay? I was going to go to Hinata-kun's favorite arcade id you wanna come with me

Hope Bagel Boi I'll come. I have nothing better to do

Jiggly Puff Great. See you there in 5?

Hope Bagel Boi I'll be there

I had been house-bound for a whole month, only coming to see Chiaki every so often, including the times I went to visit Hajime. Other times, Mikan would come to visit, making sure I was in good health. She had ended up gaining more confidence and her stuttering had disappeared a little bit. A month passed and I still stayed home. I had progressively got thinner and sickly. Mikan tried her best, but it was my fault. I refused to eat or sleep and it effected me. What's the point of eating if I can't eat with Hinata-kun? What's the point of sleeping if Hinata-kun isn't near me? What's the point of living without Hinata-kun? I want to be with Hinata-kun. I need to be with Hinata-kun...

I threw a tennis ball up the ceiling, catching it as it came back down. Two months have passed and Hinata-kun still hasn't woken up.

Today, Chiaki and I were going to visit Hajime again. I was in a better mood knowing I could see him, but I was still upset. When we arrived, the nurses immediately took us to see him, knowing that we were regulars. I always tried my best to look pleasant whenever I was going to visit Hajime. Afterall, you never know if he's going to wake up or not. I had started eating again, just so that I could look good for when I see him. Chiaki always let me have the first few minutes, then we switched. I loved being in the same room as Hajime. His heartbeat was steady and even though he was in a coma, it was almost like his silence filled the room with his melodic voice.

I grabbed his hand again and held it close to my face. Please let him wake up soon. This is the third month...how much longer will he be like this? I gripped his hand tightly. His heart rate was starting to speed up on the monitor. "Oh shit! Did I do something wrong?!" Just as soon as I had let go, his heartbeat had gone down. Is it me? My presence must be too much for him and he feels unsafe...I'm horrible...

I looked back at Hajime. I want to kiss him so bad... I sighed and closed my eyes. Later....I can tell him later...

"Who're you and what are you doing with my son?" I turn and see a brunette that looks a lot like Hajime standing behind me. "Ah, I'm a friend of his, Nagito Komaeda. It's nice to meet you ma'am." The woman scoffs and walks to Hajime. "Nagito Komaeda was it? I hear you're the one that caused him to end up like this."

I stiffened and looked at her. "Ah, so it's true. How could you do something like that to my son? You should be ashamed of yourself." I felt hot tears in my eyes, but I wiped them away quickly. "I'm sorry ma'am...I know it's my fault-" "As you should know. I know about you and your past. Anybody that gets close to you ends up dead or in an accident. I don't want you anywhere near my son, alright?"