Teenage Runaway **Completed**

Hi my name is Garriyn Snow! I am 16 and my mom died 6 years ago and I am abused by my, always drunk, father. I have two best friends that i can only trust with my secrets and try to help me through my miserable life, Alexis and Christy (aka) Alex and Doug. One night when i finally got fed up with the abuse and i ran to Alexis and Christy's place and we thought of a plan. A wonderful plan makes us meet up with 5 wonderful people that changed me and my friends' lives forever.

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28. His Smile

*2 hours later*

Beep...Beep...Beep

    That noise made me calm. I looked around and didn’t know where I was. I saw a nurse through the window and it came back to me, I was still at the hospital. He was still laying there, my hand still holding his. His lips still full but his face was still pale. I touched it and it wasn’t as cold as earlier but it was still chilly.

    I looked around the room. There were a lot of bone posters, with skeleton on it. There was a poster with a brain on it. Then I found what I was looking for, a clock. It said it was 3:09 am. I don’t know why the past day I can’t get more than 6 hours of sleep. I looked around the room some more and my eyes eventually landed on Harry again. He looked so uncomfortable. I’ve never really seen a person sleep on their back looking straight ahead. It just looked so weird to me but he looked like that was the only way he could ever sleep. 
     
    My fingers were still intertwined with his but I used my other hand to stroke his curly, brown hair. My fingers went through his soft hair, slowly but smoothly. It seems as though it was never tangled. When I stroked his hair a third time I felt something tighten my other hand. I looked down and saw that his muscles in his hand were bulging out. I felt his thumb start moving over the back of my hand. I looked back up and smiled.

    “You’re back” I whispered. “If you can hear me, twitch your nose.”

    I waited a few seconds, but nothing happened.

    “If you can’t twitch your no-“his nose twitched. “You can hear me? That’s wonderful, baby!”

    I looked down and saw that he was trying to move his leg but the cast was too heavy for him to lift right now. 
        
    “Try opening your eyes, if you can’t squeeze my hand” I tell him grabbing onto his hand with my other one. 

    He squeezed in response. My heart fell. I wanted to see his eyes. His beautiful green eyes that made my world light up every day before all this happened, the kidnapping, the fight, him ending up in the hospital. I just wanted everything to be back to normal but I knew that wouldn't happen. I would have to live through it like anyone else who has gone through something like this. I’m sure Harry can fight through this. This isn't the end of the world, but if he doesn't pull through this then it could be the end of my world. 

    “Well, if you tried as hard as you could to open them then I’ll let you rest. Even though technically you are asleep, I’m pretty tired. Goodnight Harry, I’ll see you in the morning.” I say as I lean up and kiss him on the forehead. I put my hand on his cheek and kissed him again on his other cheek. 

    I leaned back and sat back down on my chair as I held on to his hand. I looked back up at him and I saw the corners of his mouth move up, he smiled. 

    

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