Another World (1D)

This fanfiction is about a girl who grows up with Harry Styles and the other boys of one direction. They aren't a band yet and they're just normal people...for now.

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11. The White Room

 

I opened my eyes again. I woke up in that room. That white room with nothing on the walls, the white room that smelled like paint and mildew. The white room with the people with the white gowns. The white room that was full of depression and sorrow so thick you could almost feel it if you tried. Of course, I wasn’t gonna try to feel anything. I couldn’t move anything. It was a struggle to even open my eyelids. It took all my energy to open them.

There was a tray of food in front of me. Most of it looked like it was regurgitated by a penguin. I wasn’t hungry at all. Plus, I couldn’t pick anything up. I was really weak, and there were all types of needles in my arm. If I tried to move my wrist, pain exploded like a firework and I immediately couldn’t contain the salty drops of water that fell like a waterfall.

I saw Harry. For the first time I was happy. He told me not to talk. He was the one doing all the talking. He said talking would just hurt me. “Baby, you don’t know how happy I am that you’re alive. That witch, Kaitlyn, this is her fault. But don’t worry, princess, you’ll be okay soon. I will never ever leave your side. You’re gonna pull through this because you’re the strong person I know and love. We can do this together, babe. We can because I love you more than anything and you’re gonna do this. We’re gonna do this. Please stay strong.” He kissed me on the forehead. “You precious, beautiful girl, please stay strong. Do this for me. Do this for us. You can fight this if I can. Here comes a fighter!” he sang.

I closed my eyes, careful not to shut them too fast, or I would be out of breath. My legs felt like they belonged to someone else. I couldn’t move my entire body. I fell asleep. Apparently, it was longer than a few hours.

“Jane! Wake up, Jane!” I heard screaming. I got out of bed and ran down the hallways. “Jane! It’s me, Kaitlyn! Haha, I pushed you in the street. And there’s plenty more where that came from.” She sneered, with her evil little laugh. I woke up, sweating, very uncomfortable. “Harry!” I said, scared. “Yes, babe?” “I think… I think Kaitlyn is trying to hurt me.” “She was, but you’re safe now.” He said. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes. I’m sure.”

I closed my eyelids again and this time it was a little easier. I quickly fluttered them open again. “How long have I been here?” I asked. My voice was coming back. “Two weeks. In just one short week we’ll be home again. But you have to wear these casts for two months.” I looked down at the blue plastic surrounding my limbs. There was one covering from my ankle to my upper thigh on my left leg, and a smaller cast on my left wrist. “No…no this can’t be happening! I have soccer season! I’m never gonna be able to play soccer again!” Tears welled in my eyes, as one dared to peek out. “Don’t cry! Everything will be okay. Everything will be fine.” His words lulled me to sleep, but unfortunately they did not lull the anxiety over Kaitlyn out, too. 

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