Broken Little Bird

Awakening

*Jena's POV*

It had been 3 days since Keelee had attempted suicide. She still hasn't woken up yet,and the suspense is killing me. Five minutes. If I had been there five minutes earlier, this wouldn't have happened. Or if I didn't have One Direction come visit her, she wouldn't have felt so overwhelmed and wouldn't have been pushed over the top.

Harry says that blaming myself is worse, but it's all I can do right now. The docters don't know if she's going to wake up or not

*Niall's POV*

 I reread the letter again, I couldn't stop reading it. She had feelings for Liam. She didn't say those words of course, but it was definatly implied. I hated myself. I'm the reason that she swallowed all of those pills. If I hadn't come along and made everything more complicated, I wouldn't be in the position I was in. I couldn't even bring myself to go the hospital. I know she didn't want to see me, and I honestly couldn't bring myself to go look at the girl I had put in a coma.

*Liams POV*

I sat holding Keelee's hand in the her hospital room. She had been relocated to another room, since she was in critical condition, I had done this to her. She had feelings for me and I went and called her close friend beautiful. I had been flirting right in front of her! I couldn't believe mysef. I didn' t even realize that I was sobbing

*Keelee's POV*

It was dark. It was so incredibly dark. I had been trying for so long to perform even the slightest move. I had not been succesful. I knew that someone was holding my hand. Our hands fit together perfectly. I couldn't stop from hoping it was Liam and not Niall. Whoever it was squeezed my hand and I automatically squeezed back. Wait!!! I squeezwd his hand!! I finally moved. Next, I tried to open my eyes. They fluttered a few times before I finally opened them. It was so bright!! I looked over to who was holding my hand and it was Liam. He was crying so hard he didn't even realize I was awake.

"Why are crying?"

His head shot up and his wide brown eyes were red and puffy. I was a sucker for brown eyes.

*Liam's POV*

I absentmindly squeezed her hand. She sqeezed back and I started sobbing even harder. I was just realizing that I loved this girl. From the minute I laid eyes on the picture Jena had sent us. Niall had called dibs though, and I hid it from everyone, myself included. It destroyed me reading that letter, knowing that she had feelings for me not Niall, and know I didn't even know if I would ever see her amazing eyes again. Blue when she was happy, grey when she was angry or sad. Reading in that letter that she 'knew' she didn't deserve me. If anything I didn't deserve her. A voice interupted my thoughts.

"Why are you crying?"

My head shot up. I'd know that voice anywhere. She was awake.