Truly, Madly, Deeply (rewriting because this needs jesus)

Chapter 15

A/N --- Hey people!! I really like this chapter , It made me feel fuzzy inside :) The picture by the side is Blair's tattoo, if you wanted to see it. 

Anyway, hope you like it!!! 

- Joy <3 

Sorry if its short :/ 

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Harry's Pov.

I walked slowly towards her, Terror building through my chest. " Blair?" I whipser to her, knowing that she can't hear me, I sink to my knees in the cold rain. I move the wet hair out of her face, only to see that her lips are blue , and her skin feels like ice. I quickly peel off my trench coat and pull her into my lap, wrapping both of us inside, while I call frantically call an ambulance. What have I done? This is my fault. I did this to Blair. 

" Harry?" Blair manages to get out.

" Yes? Blair, its me, Harry." I say , warm tears streaming down my face, mixing with the Icy rain.

" Harry, I'm cold." She whispers out, shivering violently.

" I know." I say before hugging her tighter.

" Harry?" 

" Yes?" I say. sobs racking through my body.

" I'm sorry. Hey, don't cry." She says softly, as she raises one weak hand to wipe a tear from my cheek before going out cold.

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1 hour later.....

I sat in the dull waiting room of the hospital, My head in my hands. Part of the reason why is that I didn't want to be recognized.The other part of the reason was because I was so worried, I probably didn't look attractive right now, so why show my face? Exactly.

2 hours later......

I'm still in the waiting room.

3 hours later.....

I'm still waiting. How long will I have to wait? 

" Mr.Styles?" A female voice calls out my name.

I look up to see a young nurse, standing in front of me, holding a clipboard. 

" Yes?" I say.

" Come with me, please." She says back flatly.

I follow the nurse down a series of corridors, until we stop in front of the ICU hallway. She turns left, before stopping a a room labeled 712. On the door, i saw " Kensington , Blair Christine" written on a dry erase board. She opens the door and I rush in, only to see Blair hooked up to many machines. She had a respirator on her face, so I could only see her closed eyes. Her eyebrows were furrowed as if she was in pain as she slept.I sat in the chair next to her bed as i took her hand in mine. I saw something on her wrist, and examined it closely. I wanted to cry as soon as I saw what it said. Down the side of her wrist and forearm , she had 3 words tattooed on her skin.

Forever and always. 

**** Flashback*****

"Harry, I want to get a tattoo."

"No."

"Why not?" Blair whined like a three year old.

I turned to look at her. She was donning puppy dog eyes and an adorable pout. I smirked at her, like I always do.

" Blair, tattoos hurt."

" I know."

" No, they like Really , really hurt." 

" I'm aware of that."

" No, they like really , really, really hurt," I say.

"Ugh!! I get it Harry! But i still want a tattoo!!" She groaned.

I sighed, and grabbed her arm. " C'mon then." 

A few minutes later, I was waiting in the lobby while Blair got tattooed. I could hear her whimpering from here,and it killed me not to be able to go back there and hold her hand. She wouldn't let me go with her. About an hour later , I hear someone say my name.

" Harry."

I look up to see Blair, her eyes red and puffy, with a bandage running from her wrist to forearm.

"So, how'd it go?" I ask , pulling her in for a hug.

" Terrible, but I like the tattoo." She looks up at me with a weak smile.

" Can I see it?" I ask , moving her hair out of her face. 

"No." She says, still smiling. " Its a surprise." 

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I never got to see that tattoo until now, and it broke my heart to see it now, when I had put her in the hospital. It hurt to see how much she truly loved me, and how I re payed her like this. I am the worst boyfriend a girl could possibly have.