15. A Second Of Hope
"Oh. My. God." I say there is Harry's face on the screen. "My bad everyone, there is only one survivor so far, hoping to be more. The front of the plane got the most impact so one person from the back of the plane survived. His name is Harry Styles, he is severely injured and they are flying him to a hospital in his hometown, Vermont with many others from the plane crash. If you know this young man he will be in Vermont hospitality." Annabelle shuts off the tv. "We can go there! It's only 30 minutes away!" I can tell she has hope. "Annabelle, she said he was severely injured. Do you really think this is a good idea?" Her smile fades "I nearly got raped by my ex-best friend, just found out my boyfriend might die, and having to deal with Niall's drama. We're going!" She grabs her keys and head to the car. I, of course follow her.
We arrive at the hospital actually 45 minutes later because of traffic. "Hurry up!" She says running towards the hospital. I run behind her. We walk into the hospital and it is crowded, probably people's families from the plane crash. "Hello ladies, what may I help you with!" The front desk lady says enthusiastically. "Hi! We are here to see Harry Styles!" She smiles "Do you know him by chance?" "Yes we do, I am his girlfriend, and this is his friend." She says pointing at me. "Right this way!" She gets up and leads us to a door with a room number of 144. She opens the door for us, when she does three boys turn there heads toward us. We step inside the room and sit in two chairs. The room is filled with balloons and cards. "Hi... My name is Louis and this is Liam, and this is Zayn." Zayn waves at us. Liam is actually really cute. "Hi, I'm Annabelle and this is Veronica!" She points to me. "So... How do you know Harry?" I ask "We are his best friends, we've know him since 3rd grade. How do you know him?" "I'm his girlfriend." I look over at Harry and see a scratched up face with dry blood on it. Through the white blanket you can see blood. I look at his arm and see his right arm, but the thing is, there was no hand. I don't think that Annabelle as even thought of looking at Harry.
I look over at Harry and feel tears in my eyes. It hurts just to look at him. I walk over to him and sit in the chair next to him. "I'm going to have to go... My mom wants me home." Louis stands up "See you later Harry....." He leaves the room and so does Liam and Zayn. I wonder if they know it might be last time they see him.
A few hours pass by and Veronica is bored out of her mind. Then I hear mumbling. "Ha-Harry?" I say and tears flow down my face with happiness. "Hi love.." He says opening his eyes. Veronica looks up from her phone. "I'll be out in the hall." She says getting out of her seat and leaving the room. "Yo-your ok?" He asks "Perfectly fine! I was so worried Harry." "About if you were going to be fine?" "No.. About you." I lean in and he kisses me. "The room is... Bright." He says with his voice a lot more shallow and raspy. He begins coughing. I wipe tears off my cheeks. "Why" he is interrupted by a series of coughs "Are you crying?" He finishes then another series of coughs. "I thought you'd never wake up!" I sob I can tell he wants to say something but can't. It is like he has something lodged in his throat. I see the heart rate go down. "Annabelle I-I love you." He closes his eyes. "Ha-Harry." No response "Harry! Don't leave me!" I sob, he stops responding. I look up and see the heart rate go dead.....