It's like we're 17 again.

lets just say its a flash from the past for one of the boys... and how will he react when he is confrunted by it? read on to find out....


14. Chaptet 13

Caroline POV • About a month ago I thought I woke up. My eyes flickered open and for the first time in weeks I saw light. Louis was in the room. He sat there alone and watched Harry and I. As he looked around the room his eyes met mine. At least I thought they did. "Louis?" I asked leaning up like I wasn't hurt at all. A tear rolled down his cheek as he watched me. "Please wake up" he whisper, cried. "I am awake" I said and hopped out of bed running over to him. His eyes didn't move. He watched my hospital bed and more tears fell. "Louis I'm right here" I said as I took another step forward and reached out to touch him. He stood up and walked through me. Yes that's right. He walked right through me. I screamed in terror as I turned around and watched him walk over to my hospital bed. I was in it. "Wake up Caroline" he whispered and kissed my cheek. "I am awake!" I called out because that's what my mind was telling me. My eyes said different. My body was still there, and I wasn't part of it. I was a ghost. I've heard about this happening before. Sometimes when people are in comas they say that they could walk around outside of their body and see the things they miss. This can't be happening...but it was.
"You too..." I whispered as I looked at Harry's body on the bed. The same thing had happened to him. He looked at me in shock and then turned around to see his body. "What am I? A ghost? This can't be real" he mumbled. "It is real though... I've been like this for a month now. Do you know how boring it is. Nobody can see you. Nobody can hear you. I can't even eat food or take a shower. I don't need to. I can hear everything they say. I know about their plans to pull our lifelines Harry" I said upset. "When...?" he asked. "Niall, Louis, and Meghan refuse to let it happen..." I half smiled. They have hope that we'll wake up. Harry slowly slid off the bed, leaving behind his body and looked at it in shock. "I don't get this.." he whispered. "I don't either..." I sighed. "How are you wearing cloths? Where's your hospital gown?" he asked me. "I went back to my dorm and changed. Things kinda fade away until nobody can see them but us" I said. "I don't get this. I don't get this at all. Why did this happen? How did it happen?" he asked frustrated and fell to the ground on his knees. "We'll wake up soon. I know we will" I said trying to cheer him up. "But what if we don't. What if one of us does...and one of us...doesn't?" he said upset, and stood up once again standing in front of me.
He leaned in and wrapped his arms around me and I smiled. I could feel his hug. I could feel him. I haven't been able to actually touch anything since this happened. But's like he's real. He is real. I embraced him and rested my head on his shoulder. "I've missed you so much. I've been worried sick just sitting here for a month and waiting for your eyes to open. To see that you are ok. This...isn't want I expected. But. I have you now" I choked out as tears of happiness and upset streamed down my cheeks and disappeared before reaching the ground. "I haven't stopped thinking about you. Thinking about waking up and seeing you again" he whispered. "It's really boring being here...not doing anything" I said leaning back from the long hug and looking at him. A little dervish smile appeared on his lips and he chuckled. "Boring? I think we can change that, but first... I need to get some REAL cloths on" he said smiling at me.
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