Goodbye.
Harry's POV
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It's been almost two months, two fucking months. Two fucking months since the accident, two months since my concussion which by the way am fully cured from. So no more breaking shit, or throwing the people around.
Literally.
But it's been almost two months, she hasn't woken up. They said they would give her another 2 days or they would have to pull the plug on her, and at this point I'm broke to bribe the doctors to keep longer here.
I haven't eaten in almost two days, I gave up on the food. I always dropped it. 3 days ago I had a hot dog, the weenie fell on the ground. The doctor slipped on it and I ran. I left the bun behind because who the hell wants to eat a hot dog without no weenie. Oh the weenie had ketchup on it which only made it worse for him.
He pulled out his phone, like what in the world was he gonna do? Call the ambulance?
When I got to the room my mom always thought I did something bad whenever I came back catching my breathe.
I didn't do anything.
Other than make a man slip on a weenie, make a girl trip with me in the way falling face first, insult a doctor, and steal a meal.
Oh yeah and let's not forget about the time I got a fork jammed into the weenie guys leg.
...
That's probably the worst one...
Poor guy..
Moving on.
Yeah, Elle is in bad condition.
"Harry, I don't think she's gonna have enough time. I don't think you should still have so much hope. I don't want you to be so hurt when she-"
"She'll make it." I cut her off, she has been telling me this past two weeks. I will not give up hope. If I give up now it's like I'm giving up on her completely. I will not even give up the smallest sprinkle of hope,
I won't give up on the girl I love.
Unfortunately I have to say that Sophia came by a few times. By few, I mean two times. What kind of girlfriend only visits their 'significant other' two times out of the two months she's been in the hospital. Well almost two months.
But still, what kind of person does that? I haven't left her side since her accident, mostly cause the majority time I was literally in the hospital with her but after getting released I still didn't leave her.
I don't get why Sophia didn't visit Elle, shouldn't she be there for her? I know that she can't probably be there everyday because she's busy but...it isn't like she's busy all day.
"Hey, how is she holding up?"
Speak of the devil.
"She's doing fine. Look you and I both know we don't like each other so let's just make it easy for us both and just sit as far away as me from possible." I spat back and I looked away from her and continued to paint her nails.
Elle is going to kill me once she finds out I painted her nails while she was in her coma.
"Well I would like to hold her hand so if you could, oh I don't know? Move the hell out of the way. That would be fine. Thank you very much." She argued. The attitude she has right now was nasty, "Not with that attitude you aren't." I said but blowing the polish to help it dry faster.
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The boy next door - h.s.
Fanfiction(COMPLETED) two idiots who are best friends and try not to break, burn, or shatter anything. Completed January 9.