Finding Harry

chapter 2

I couldn't believe what I heard. Harry Styles. Although I was 22, I still knew who that was. Not by choice, my sister lucy, or I call her lulu, is obsessed with them. She takes those personality quizzes to see which band member she would "most likely marry" and I recall her saying she matched with Zayn or was it Liam? It doesn't matter any way, but I understand why I'm getting the best medical treatment. I just hope it doesn't cost my parents a fortune.

Somehow I find this situation to be hilarious, but I keep my mouth shut as I wait for the doctor to continue. "Since you have just woken up we have contacted your family and they should be arriving soon." As if on cue my sister smacks a newspaper to my hospital room glass window.

Everyone jumps and looks in that direction. She appears to be excited and saying things, but I can't hear anything she is saying. She walks in the room continuing as if the beginning of what she said didn't matter. She points to the newspaper and there I am pushing Harry out of the way.

Did he not even care what happend to the person that saved his life? What a jurk, I bet he just wanted his face in the magazines. Seeing this picture makes me sick. The drunk driver is on the front page as well.... he looks familiar, with those brown eyes, it's hard to tell because the picture is blurry. My parents enter the room carrying a 'get well' balloon and a small gift. I smile even though all I want is for all these people to leave me alone.

The doctor takes this as a que to leave and come back later. I wait for my parents to start the conversation because I don't feel like talking with lulu about the newspaper. She must notice and kind of walks off to text on her phone. I hope she doesn't get mad with me, but considering I'm the one in the hospital I don't really care.

"So how's it feel being famous?" My dad asks as if its something I know about. "It hurts," I laugh, but they just looked at me concerned. My parents were always into my and my sisters safety. Whenever I rode my bike she had me where training wheels, all the way up until I was 12. That is why, to this day, I still don't know how to fully ride a bike.

My mom comes and sits on the edge of the bed, gently so as not to hurt me. I haven't really seen what I look like since the accident. She hands me the small gift that they got me. "You guys shouldn't have," I say as I tear the paper off, "A Canon PowerShot A4000 IS camera..." I sit in awe as I stare at my gift. I've been wanting this camera ever since it came out! I look up at my parents who are smiling and I thank them.

"How did you guys afford this?" I question. My parents exchange glances and my dad says, "Well someone appears to have paid for your hospital bill." I furrow my brow as I think as to who would of done that and I realize, who else then Harry Styles. I was about to tell them who I thought it was when I had a giant yawn. My mom knew that I must be tired and announced, "your father and I better get going, it's getting late and you need some sleep." I nod and have already laid my head down. I hear my mom call for my sister as I drift into slumber.

I'm in the street and I see Harry standing there. I want to go talk to him so begin to walk in that direction. Something isn't right, that's when I notice the car racing down the street towards him. He isn't looking at me and my heart begins to race. I try to yell for him to move but he isn't in ear shot. I run as fast as I can, but its too late and I see the car about to hit him.

I yell, but this time I'm in a hospital room and its dark. For a moment all I hear is my heart monitor, before someone runs in the room. Expecting it to be a doctor I kind of just lower my head, sorry to of disturbed their work. "Are you alright?" A husky voice says evident that there is worry in his voice. I begin, "yea..." when I look up to meet his eyes its Harry.