Listening To The Silent Lyrics

What happens when your ordinary life turns into a drama? What happens when your dreams become true and you meet the love of your life? Well this is it for 16 year-old Lucy Mai. But this is no fairy tale. This is real life.


31. Pain

Harry's POV

I woke up in pain the next morning. My leg was throbbing like a drum beat and my arm was in so much pain that taking 3 tablets didn't help. I didn't tel anyone though. I don't want them worrying and fusing over me like I'm some sort of child. I may be the youngest in the band, but I don't need to be treated like that. Plus, I really can't handle all the attention. Liam is still going all "daddy direction" on me. At breakfast time, he cut up my sausages and eggs then wanted to feed them to me.

Yeah... that's just slightly over the top. 

Simon told me when I woke up that I was able to see Lucy today. I had asked him why I couldn't see her yesterday and he told me, and I quote "you need time to rest and recover for the concert in a few days." What an asshole! You can't make people go and not see someone who they love because they needed to rest. If that makes sense....?

I get dressed, rather awkwardly if I might add, and sit in the living room waiting for Paul to pick Niall, Mya and I up to take us over to the hospital. He was taking his time. Was he stuck in traffic? Is he in trouble? What's holding him up?

"Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiam?!" I yelled into the kitchen, making Niall and Mya jump. 

"Watcha want?" He replied, walking into the room.

"Where's Paul?" I ask him. He frowned and looked down at the ground for a few moments before looking up and answering me.

"I don't know. He's not normally late. Have you tried calling him?" He tells me. I shake my head. Worry grew through my body. Calm down, Harry. I tell myself. For all we know there is just traffic. "Why don't you call him now then?" 

"It means moving." I reply and wave my arms about like an upside down turtle would. He rolled his eyes at me while Mya sniffled a laugh. Liam threw his phone over to me and I unlocked it. It's funny that we all know each other's phone passwords. I mean, if we know them then why do we have them?

I search the contacts for Paul's number and dial it. It rings. And rings. And rings. "Welcome to the O2 messaging service. The person you have called is unavailable please try again later or leave your message after the beep-" The lady for the voicemail says. Gah! I hang up and try to call again. Nothing. 

His phone isn't off or else it would go to voicemail straight away. He can't be avoiding us. Simon told him to pick us up. So where is he?

"Anything?" Niall asks after I drop the phone onto the sofa. I shake my head. "What do you think has happened to him?" 

"I honestly don't know for sure. He could be stuck in traffic, or he got lost as we are in a new house for now. Maybe he forgot- but then he would be answering his phone.... you don't think..that he was, you know? In a ... car crash?" I cringe at that word. Crash. It scares me now. The last one was traumatizing, I don't know what I would do if I was in another one.

"Of course he wouldn't have been in a crash. I'll phone up Simon and see if he's got any news." Niall said then got up. He walked out of the room and you could faintly hear him on the phone in the corridor. 


Lucy's POV (the day Harry was there [after surgery])

Pain. So much pain. Shots and sparks of it flowing through my body. Lights blind my closed vision.  A dull ache was in the pit of my stomach, throbbing, the rhythm of a drum beat tapping, pounding against it. A needle prick was felt stabbing along my arms. 

I try to open my eyes- to get rid of the nightmare; but I can't. Physically, it is impossible. Mentally, it is a strain against my thinking. Why won't they open? 

Beep, beep, beep.

What was that sound? Wait, sound?! Why can I hear? What's changed all of a sudden? This is so weird. I wish I could say it was breath taking, but I really couldn't breathe properly already so that's kind of a fat chance. 

I try and move. Just slightly. Yes. It works. I go to move my leg. Bad bad bad idea! The agony slapped me in the face, just adding another note to the list of problems. All of a sudden, a hand touched mine. It was the same hand that held mine earlier. Large, manly, soft and gentle. Harry.

My hand is lifted up and kissed softly by him. Butterflies erupt - as usual -  in my belly, taking away all my thoughts and worries of the pain. His touch clouded over everything. 

"I love you, Lucy. Please, wake up soon." What..... was that? Who is that? That voice, it's so perfect. Soft yet raspy. Was....was that Harry?

I want to wake up. I would if I could. 

"If you can hear me, do something. Anything. Even the smallest thing....just please." The person said. Think ,Lucy, think! I need to let him know I'm here. His hand leaves mine after I don't do anything. Wait! I've got an idea. 

I put all my effort, all my strength, into one tiny movement in my hand that he was just holding. A gasp. 

"Guys! Look! She moved! She can hear me!" He cried with joy. "She heard me." I try to smile. I really do. I'm just so happy he saw.

"We know! We saw too!" A thick Irish accent replied. Who would that be...? 

"Call up Jane and tell her this!" Harry exclaimed. Who's Jane?

"Ok ok!" the Irish person replied. Footsteps stumbled over to the bed and another hand held the one I had just moved. It was more girly. A lot more familiar. Is it weird that I can tell who people are by their hands? ..... Probably.....

"Lucy! I's Mya here! If you can hear me, do that again." Mya, as I now know, said. I could tell from her voice tone that she was happy, that she was excited. I've wondered for years and years what her voice sounded like. And now I know. It was kind, bubbly but quiet, gentle.

I need to move my hand again. For Mya. She's been here for me for so long she's grown to be family. One more go. One more try and they know I'm here. 

I move just barely but it's enough to get noticed. "YAY!" Mya shouted. Oh crap, loud noise. It hurts my head so much. The pain started to grow again. "Lucy, try open your eyes," Mya said. I couldn't. I wanted to so much but I just couldn't. 

After what felt like years of trying, everybody gave up and left me on my own again. 



A/N the commenting thing from the last chapter is still going on for this chapter as well. It'll stop next chapter though.... maybe....

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