Reincarnation To Your Heart (Mirry)

Chapter 5

*Harry's POV*

"Haz, please, please, please... Wake up. Don't leave me. Please?! You aren't supposed to leave me a second time."
"So Sorry... Mike... I... will... find... again..."
"I'll be waiting, I promise! I will be waiting."

The last thing I remember is lying, yet again, in Mike's arms. Only this time I slipped in the shower and hit my head on the tiles. Blood was oozing everywhere, the pain in my body was getting worse and worse, to the point of being unbearable. Despite all that, the only one I could focus on was Mike. His insanely kissable lips, his greenish eyes, his floppy blond hair. I regret not kissing him one last time, but that only increases my determination to find him again.

I have no clue where I am right now, but my bed is extremely cosy. Leaving it is just not an option right now. Although I might have to soon, it feels like my head is exploding. Obviously I want that to end, but hunting down medication is just not a priority right now. The most important thing right now is keeping the image of Michael as vivid as possible. I don't want to forget his bubbly smile, the way he smells, his wild hair, how he looks away whenever he sings cause he is so shy, the excitement and love on his face whenever he sees me. Besides, thinking of him makes my headache bearable.

"Miiikeeee, stop... I don't like being tickled. Puleeaasseee! Have mercy on me."
"Never! Not until you tell me you love me."
"I don't!"
"What?", Michael stops tickling Harry and rolls of him.
"But now I do!"
"Oh my god! What is wrong with you. I thought you were going to break up with me."
"Seriously after looking for you for so long. I don't think so. You have my heart mister. No matter how many years we are apart."
"You better, cause I'm the one waiting for you. Always."
"Even if I don't show up for 20 years?"
"Yes, because that might  only be a few weeks for you. I don't want you to think I gave up on you."
"Mike, if you have the chance of loving someone else, of building a decent life and family... Please do."
"No, I don't want to hear it! You are the one Harry, the one! Every relationship has it's struggles."
"Not like this Mikey... People fight, have different opinions, don't want kids or get married. I do want kids, I do want to get married, but I can't!"
"Maybe one day we can. We just need to believe that."
"When will that be Mike? Maybe by then I am old and grey. Or you are 60 and I'm 25. How is that going to work? And what will we tell people? Oh, I jump in time and I got stuck at a time where Mikey is already dead and wasted his life?"
"I can't deal with you right now Harry! You are so frustrating! Any other person would be happy that their boyfriend is willing to wait for them. Ugh, I'm going for a walk!"

My eyes open, reality hits me hard... That conversation was the last one we had before I died... The last thing he said to me was that he couldn't deal with me. The last thing I said was that I wanted him to find someone else. I don't want that. He is mine, all mine. Ugh! I hate this. Why did this happen to me...

"Oh my god Harry. You are back! You are back!" Arms wrap themselves around me and a familiar smell fills my nose. The voice sounds like music in my ears.
"Mum? Is that really you?"
"Oh my dear boy! I saw you disappear and I lost you ever since! Never gave up looking for you, bu there is so much you can do... You have been gone for months now! How are you? Are you hurt?"
"Besides the massive headache and the broken heart I'm fine.", It feels good telling someone about this. 
"I am so confused right now."
"I met someone mum. We got to know each other at Woodstock, then I met him a few years later when he was was 23. He's a year younger than I am... Well, he was when I met him... He has to be 63 right now..."
"So you met someone... When? You confused me with all those numbers."
"Sorry. So, a few months ago when I popped up at Woodstock. He was 18, so it was all fine then. Then I met him at 23. Which is also still okay, when I'm 19. But now he is 63. He hasn't seen me for 40 years, if I didn't show up somewhere else in his life. What if he has a husband? Kids? What if he died mum?"
"There is only one way to find out sweetie. Find him."
"You aren't grossed out by the idea of me seeing someone his age?"
"Life for you works different Harry. A whole lot different. Besides, who knows how long you'll stay here? If this is your chance of loving him again, then do so. There will come a time in life where you'll stop jumping around. Nobody knows when or where. All I know is that you have to die a certain amount of times. So after a while you will be stuck in a certain time period and from there on you continue your life. What if that's without Mike? So the more you can love him now, the better."
"How do  you know so much about this?"
"Because every man in your line has the same gene. I didn't tell you about it yet, because with all the others it kicked in at 25."
"Wait... You were pregnant of me at 24... So when you said that dad didn't want to leave..."
"Yeah... he stopped showing up Harry. I don't know where he landed. What year he got to. Was it before he knew me or was I already dead... I don't know... He met you though, he knew you what you looked like as a little kid. He saw you three times after that. Remember my best friend that travelled around the world? That was your dad. I couldn't explain it then, it was too difficult and you were too youn to understand."
"Oh... Wow... And all that time I thought he left us because he didn't like us anymore... How do you do it? Living without him?"
"I know he is still alive and that he still lives in this place. Or that's what I assume."
"Mum... How?"
"Because I leave pictures for him. Of you and I... They disappear... It's in this hole in the wall. It takes a while before they leave, but they always do."
"How does dad get them?"
"Well, we live in his past... So everything we send up there, was always there."
"It doesn't work the other way around?"
"No it doesn't Harry, because he lives in the future. If he left letters or pictures we will only be able to find them whenever we reach the time he lives in now. Unless he lives in the past. Then it would be able for us to get letters from him. Since I haven't gotten anything I doubt he is living there, or he just hasn't tried it."
"Dad would have tried. He loved you. It's so clear in all the pictures I saw."
"He did love me, I hope that if he is still out there he still loves me. I know I still love him, with all my heart."
"Mum, I'm scared."
"There is nothing to be scared about Harry. You will get through this."
"What if I don't mum? I can't live in a world without you or Michael."
"You don't know if that is going to happen."
"It might mum. It might. What if I end up in 100 years? Everyone I know will be dead."
"Harry, you are so bright. I'm sure people will love you and will want to be your friend. New people will pop up from everywhere. You can do this. Don't be afraid."
"I don't want to leave you mum. You'll have lost both dad and I."
"As long as you are in my heart, I will have you with me. Let's just enjoy the time we have together, because it might be gone soon. Just don't get annoyed with me when I start taking an extreme amount of pictures or film everything you do."
"I won't mum."
"I'm glad you are home Harry. I love you."
"Love you too mum. Can I have a cuddle now?"