Operation Fix Me (Sequel to Operation One Direction)

Chapter 17: Funerals and Memories

There's a reason why i haven't had Harry's POV throughtout this whole story and finally you get to hear it from him. 

Also I'm hoping this clears things up if anyone is still confused, but at the bottom in my author's note I'll be explaining everything a bit. 

If you're still confused though message me and I'll try to help ya out :D

Well Enjoy:

Harry’s POV:

Niall finally picked me up off the floor as we both stumbled down the hallway towards Zayn's room. It wasn't until we got to the end of the hall that we heard our names being called.

“Niall, Harry!” A voice called from behind us as we turned to see Doctor Barkley with a massive grin on his face. Niall and I both exchanged a look before turning back to the doctor who was just standing at the end of the hallway. “She's awake.” He said and it didn't even have to process throughout minds before we were sprinting down the hallway and past the doctor. Payton's door was open and I could see a body moving on the bed and just as we got to the door a nurse stepped out with a raised eyebrow.

 

“Now, boys, we have to run some tests first before you can see her so if you can have a seat in the waiting room we will be out for you shortly.” The nurse said before she shooed us into the chairs outside of the door. Niall and I both groaned as we slumped down into the chairs. Doctor Barkley smiled at us before he opened the door and ventured on inside. We sat impatiently in the chairs outside Payton's room as I bounced my knee up and down and Niall was chewing on his thumbnail again. It felt like hours before the Doctor came out of the room. He went to the desk that was position in the corner between where two hallways met. He talked to the nurse at the station for a minute before turning to Niall and me. His face wasn't as cheerful as we saw it last in fact it had a sympathetic look on it.

 

“You can see her now.” The doctor said as Niall and I jumped to our feet and followed him inside the room. Payton sat up in her bed with an oxygen tube feeding her air. A look of distress and terror was on her face as she looked around the room. At the sound of us entering she looked over at us.

 

“You aren't my parents.” She said as she furrowed her eyebrows at us. Niall and I looked at each other in confusion before we looked over at the doctor. He shook his head at us and I decided against telling her that her parents were dead.

 

“No, its Harry, remember?” I said as I walked closer to her. She shook her head rapidly at me as a look of confusion and just pure terror ran over her face.

 

“I don't know who you are.” She said as she raised her voice a bit. It was like a tidal wave hit me as I stumbled backwards a bit.

 

“Do you know who I am?” Niall asked as Payton looked over at him. She furrowed her eyebrows at him before straightening out her face again.

 

“No, who are you and why are you here?” She yelled at Niall as she pounded her fists into the cotton bed. I saw Niall drop his head to the floor as his hands began to shake again.

 

“Payton,” I said but she soon cut me off.