You get into a car wreck

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Harry and I have finally gotten a day off from are non-stop jobs. Him being in the biggest boy band on the planet and me being an actress, everything is awlays going. 
Currently I'm working on a new movie about a girl who gets murdered and her boyfriend spends the whole movie looking for her killer. So, I'm pretty much done filimg, I'm only in like 36 minutes of the entire movie. Harry is getting ready to start his tour. I'm going to miss him, but it will be his 4th tour and I'm use to it. 
We decided to have a nice day out, go shopping, going to dinner and then a movie to end the night. 
"Harry" I say as we walk down the mall. 
"Yes?" 
"We've been together for almost 5 years right?" 
"Yeah..." 
"And even through all the rumors, the transition from normal life to the craziness, the fights, the papparizzi. Were still here...most celebrities in a relationship never last....I don't know where I'm going with this. But how?" 
"Because...we love each other that much. Were that strong" he shrugs looking at each other. 
"Well yeah but even the strongest relationships end with all that crazy shit" 
"Maybe its because we were dating before all the tours and movies and thats what makes us so close...don't question it" he laughs and nudges me. 
"Sorry, I'm just curious" I laugh with him. He smiles and wraps his arm around my back. 
"Hey, lets get some ice cream" he offers and we walk to the dairy queen. We wait in line behind a mom and her son. 
"An ice cream sunday and a vanilla ice cream cone" the lady says and two minutes later the lady gets her stuff and leaves. 
"Two chocolate ice cream cones" Harry says and then gives her the money. 
"Here you are" she says handing him the cones. He hands me one and we walk away.
We continue walking around the mall for at least an hour. 
"Ooh, Harry. Look at that necklace." I point to the necklace in the window of a jewlery store. "Its so pretty" 
"Lets get it then" he tells me taking my hand and pulling me into the store. 
"Oh my god is that Harry Styles and (Y/F/N)" a man calls. Damn it, these disguies are shit.. Harry is not hesitant to pull me out of there. "Wait! Can I get your picture. My daughter is obessed with you Harry. She will never believe this" he says coming towards us with a camera. The man pulls Harry away from us, He takes a few pictures and then Harry is by my side again. 
"Sorry love" he smiles. 
"(Y/N) do you mind?" the man asks. 
"No, not at all" I say walking towards the man. I smile towards the camera, he takes the picture and I feel is hand slowly move to my ass. 
"Excuse me" Harry pulls me away from the man. The man looks at us and then walks away. "Are you alright love?" Harry asks and I nod my head. We continue to walk down the mall, hoping no one sees us. 
But then a bunch of papparazi comes from different stores and from behind the bushes. 
"Harry, (Y/N)!" I hear from everywhere. I put my face into Harry's chest and Harry blocks my face. We start running really fast until I feel the cold breeze and I know were outside. 
"Stay down" Harry whispers as we continue to run. Then I hear a door open and I am sat in our car. I don't look up, as the car drives away. "Are you okay baby" he asks grabbing my hand. 
"Yeah, I'm good" I sigh looking up at him. 
"Every time" he huffs. 
"I know. Maybe we just spend our days off inside the house." I shrug and he doesn't say anything. 
"I'm sorry for this" 
"I'm use to it Harry. I knew what I was walking into when I became and actress." 
I hear a thud and Harry curses under his breath. His hand still on the sterring wheel, he reaches for his phone. I look at him and the road, a semi is coming our way, the last thing I see is Harry's face then I black out. 

"(Y/N)!" I hear a voice call to me. "(Y/N)! Baby, wake up please." its more clear, I know its Harry. "I'm sorry" I can hear his voice cracking. "Wake up." his hand is on mine. 
"She's breathing" another voice says and then a sigh comes from Harry. He takes my hand and puts it on his face. 
"If you can hear me, I love you" he kisses my forehead. My eyes struggle to open but they do. "Oh, baby!" Harry shouts as my eyes fall on his blurry face. "I'm so sorry" he cries into my chest. Not being able to find my voice I nod, a pain shoots through me at my legs. I screech in pain and close my eyes tight. "Oh, sorry" he lifts himself off of me. I open my eyes, everything is still blurry. I blink a few times and my vision becomes more clear. 
"H-Harry" my voice hoarse when it comes out. "What..guh happened" I say coughing. 
"We got in a car crash. Its okay though. Everything is going to be okay" he says grabbing my hand. 
"Where...am-am I?" 
"Your in an ambulance...were taking care of you. We'll be at the hospital in a few minutes...stay with me"  he orders and I nod. 
"I'm tired" I whine. 
"Stay awake...don't go to sleep love" 
"I just need...to close my eyes for a second" I turn my head away from him and close my eyes. 
"Stay awake" Harry orders, thats the last thing I hear before I pass out. 


The next thing I hear is beeping coming from beside me and a light breathing. My eyes slowly open. I look around the white room I am in, I'm in the hospital. I look to my right, Harry is sleeping in a chair, holding my hand, his face in the bed. 
"Harry" I shake his hand. His head moves. 
"(Y/N), your awake." he smiles at me. "I've missed you"  he hugs me. 
"How long have I been asleep" I croak and move. He stays quiet and looks at his feet and then at me. 
"A week or so" 
"How has it been that long?" 
"...They had to put you in a coma, you were in to much pain. But I'm glad to see you awake." 
"Me too" I say. "What about my movie" I gasp. 
"What about it?"
"I had to come in." 
"You just woke from a coma after a car accident and thats the first thing you think of" he laughs and I glare at him. 
"How are you not hurt? You were in that car too" 
"...Trust me, I wish it was me laying in this bed instead of you but...its because the semi hit your side, so I was able to get out with a few scratches. But the image of you laying unconsious on the street...I keep... replaying that in my mind. The semi hitting the car, me hustling to get you out, dragging your bleeding body on to the street. I just...I don't want to think of it anymore. Trust me, if I could switch places with you right now, I would in a heart beat." 
"If that semi hit me, I should be dead. The impact should have killed me. How am I still alive?" 
"Well, just before that semi hit you, it tried to stop. But it slid, so only the back banged against the car. Hard enough to knock you out but not enough to kill you ..thank god. I don't think I could live without you. This week has been hell for me, siting here. Each day being worried that you may never wake up." 
"I'm sorry that this happened" 
"Don't be sorry love. This wasn't your fault. It was mine...all mine" tears brim in his eyes. "I put you in this fucking bed...I am so fucking stupid" 
"No, Harry stop it."
"I am such an ass" he stands and runs his fingers through his hair. "What is wrong with me? I'm so fuc-" 
"STOP IT HARRY" I shout trying to get him to stop. 
"But its the truth" 
"I'm not saying your the reason I'm in this bed cause your not. Its okay Harry. I'll pull through, get better? Whats wrong with me anyways?" 
"Broken arm and a few ribs" 
"Okay, so with a little bit of physical therapy I'll manage to get better. It may take a while, and it may hurt but if thats whats got to be done than so be it" 
"But I'm the rea-" 
"No, stop it. People get hurt, theres hospitals for a reason. They wouldn't make them, if we weren't suppose to get hurt. So just stop saying its your fault and your the reason" I order and he stays silent. 
"God, I've missed you" he smiles and kisses my lips gently. I wince in pain, theres to much pressure on my lips, I think it may be busted. Harry pulls away and I whine. I reach my arm up to pull him back down, even though it hurts I'll work through it to kiss him. 
"No love, I can't. It hurts you" he says before our lips meet, our noses just barley touching. 
"I don't care, I want to kiss you" 
"Not if it hurts you." he shakes his head, looking in my eyes. He moves my arm off his back and kisses my hand. "I'm going to get the boys." he smiles and leaves. I look out into the hallway and sigh. A few moment later all the boys walk in and I smile. 
"We were so worried about you. How are you?" Louis asks. 
"My leg hurts" I shrug. 
"You've been out a whole week, you've missed so much..." Liam tells me. 
"Like what?" 
"Well, our new music video came out. And we went on the Ellen show...of course Harry wasn't there. Which sucked" 
"Why wasn't Harry there?" 
"Because...he wouldn't leave your side. He said you may wake up while we were gone. So it was just the four of us." 
"Oh Harry" my eyes well up. "Where is he?" I look through the boys, not being able to find my Harry. 
"He said he was going to the lou" 
"Oh..he is so sweet" 
"Yes he is." Liam knods. 
"We have to go boys.." Zayn says looking at his phone. "Sorry to be short but Paul needs us and without Harry with us, he needs all the hands he can get" 
"Alright, can at least get a hug?" 
"Of course" Louis smiles. They all line up and give me a hug and then leave. A wait a while for Harry, after a while I get irritated. I move off the bed and to the chair, I grab my IV and limp to the door, it hurts like hell but I must get to Harry. I stick my head out of the doorway and don't see anyone. I limp to the closet mens restroom. 
"Hello?" I knock, no answer. I slowly open the door. I see a figure sitting on the floor and am about to close the door when I see its Harry. Hes crying. 
"Harry" I gasp and limp to his side. I crouch in front of him. "Harry, whats wrong?" I ask trying to pull him in but he won't let me. He looks up, his eyes blood shot, his face all puffy. 
"(Y/N), I'm sorry" He pulls me into his chest. "What are you doing out of your bed?" 
"I had to find you, why are you crying?" 
"This whole situation is so-fucked! You shouldn't be here, laying in a bed with a broken leg." 
"Harry, its going to be okay. I love you" I touch his face. 
"I love you too" he kisses my head.

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