Things I can't

Travelling all around the world, Harry left Hayley with only her eyes to wipe, untold words, a broken promise and a shattered heart.
But some things can't be erased : a past full of memories she'd rather forget but always will cherish, and an indelible mark, bonding them, forever will remain.
Three little words engraved in her skin and meaningless now that he's gone.


14. Waking up


Harry's POV

It has been 3 days since she was at hospital and she still hadn't woken up. She was only in a state of mild hypothermia yet ... The doctors told us she had a lot of emotions in a very short time and so, she locked herself in a kind of bubble to protect herself and that she would come out once she would be ready. No one knew how long it would take...

Although the boys had asked me to stay in the hospital while they were in interviews, I decided to go with them. I could not stand hospitals ... It smelled medicines; then, being surrounded by sick people and see families crying at each corner of the hospital, I don't think that that's the better way to cheer myself up... But it seemed it wasn't the best idea either. Indeed, during interviews, I was there physically but psychologically absent. The boys were constantly giving me nudges or little kicks before anyone realizes it. And when one of the interviewers made the remark, the boys used to quickly answered by small jokes to distract or they invented excuses like 'our neighbors at the hotel were a bit noisy last night, Harry had not slept much' and I contented myself to nod before returning to my thoughts.

It was a very, very long day. I was exhausted. That was the third night I spent at the hospital, waiting for her to awake.

I was in her room, sitting beside her. I couldn't help but smile when I saw the tattoo on her forearm. It reminded me so many memories. How could I have been that stupid to leave her? That's thanks to her if I'm here today, that's her that pushed me to audition and to follow my dream. Even though I knew she did not hear me, I decided to talk to her anyway. I needed it.


Hayley's POV

*Do you know the "rumor" that says when you are in a coma you can sometimes hear what is happening around you? This is exactly what happened to me.*

I was unable to move. Everything I remembered was me, running away from Harry; and then it was the total black. I had no idea what happened to me... Was I dead? Was I alive? I didn't know where I was. It's a really creepy feeling. In the same time, where I was, was so good (I know it's a bit paradoxical) but, at least, I was out of all my problems, I felt as if I had a weight in less in my chest. 
Suddenly I began to feel something on my hand, as little rubbings; and then I gradually regained my hearing, someone was speaking to me. I then realized that what I felt on my hand was none other than the hand of the person. After a while I recognized that voice, his voice ... The last person I wanted to hear.

"Well, Hayley ... Um I don't where to start... I know that you don't hear me *undeceive you, I hear you very well, unfortunately for me, I thought* I know I hurt you, I have been a real asshole. I know you have a lot of reasons to hate me and I understand it. Believe me or not, leaving you was one of my biggest mistakes. I will not deny that those last 3 years were great, but there has always been a void in my heart... *You're right, I don't believe you* You can not even imagine how many times I wanted to call you after we broke up but I was too ashamed. I thought you'd be okay; that you would find a boy good enough for you, so I just gave up. I then started dating some girls to change my mind, hence my reputation of womanizer... *Good Harry! I'm in a weird state by your fault and you come here and talk to me about your exes! Am I not bad enough?*  I thought I managed to move on until the last 3 days. Seeing you made up in me so many memories ... 

On these last words his voice broke and I heard him sniff. I guessed he broke down and I heard him get out of the room, running.
I had a lump in my throat. Fortunately, he was gone. I did not want him to see tears flowed down my face, he would immediately realized I was awake and I had no desire to see him. 

I opened my eyes to see that I was at the hospital. Apparently I slept for three days. I wonder if they called my mum or Tamara, I thought.

The doctor then went into the room. "Oh Miss Blacks I see that you're awake. Do you want me to call your boyfriend ? He's waiting in the corridor" he said with a smile.
"He's not my boyfriend and no, please, don't call him. Can you arrange for him not to come, please? I don't wanna see him" I said weakly.
"No problem. I'll come back later for the results of your exams, you need to rest for now."
I nodded and he left.

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