"What's wrong? What's happening?"
"Just some complications."
Beth and Harry? Great match. But things are complicated. And how are you supposed to fight complications when they have been part of your relationship from the start?


8. 8

[Beth's P.O.V.]


I stared at the lifeless boy in front of me in dibelief. He seemed so peaceful lying there.

"He- he's in a coma?" I stuttered, my voice shaking. I looked at Anne and Gemma who were also around Harry. Gemma had frozen as if she couldn't believe her ears. Anne's hand holding Harry's had gone all slack. I felt hollow. There were horrible stories about comas. Yes, there were also good ones, but I wasn't feeling very optimistic.

The doctor left, looking grave, leaving us in the room. Anne was now crying and I could see Gemma's eyes getting rather moist too. Not to mention that my eyes were simulating Niagara Falls. My mum then walked up to the bed and I moved, letting go of Harry's hand so that she could get some space. She smiled at me and sat down, looking at him sadly. Taking his hand, she looked up again, blinking back tears, then rested her eyes on his face.

"Harry, this is for if you can hear me. I asked you to take care of my daughter. And you did. Thank you so much." she whispered, her voice breaking at the end. She sniffed and swallowed, nodding to signal that she was finished. She then left the room in search of my dad and partly also to give the rest of us some space.

"We can leave too if you want some time alone with him?" I offered, gesturing to myself and the other girls. But Anne shook her head and smiled sadly. I felt honoured that she thought it was fine for us to stay too.

"At least Harry decided to sacrifice himself for a person as beautiful as you." Gemma smiled halfheartedly. I blushed immediately and mumbled 'thanks' quietly. Anne nodded absently, agreeing to what Gemma had said. She was stroking small circles into Harry's hand, but I wasn't sure whether she was trying to soothe him or herself.

"So tell me...." she began.

"Oh. Beth. I'm Beth."

I felt a pang of pain as I remembered that I had introduced myself to Harry in exactly the same way. Those exact words. Once again I could see his face, grinning down at me cheekily. I could hear his words echo inside my head.

"Well nice to meet you Beth."

Tears welled up in my eyes again and I wiped them angrily. I couldn't help but feel that this was all my fault. If I hadn't said yes to going out with him, then this would never have happened. He'd have been fine. A small hand slipped onto my shoulder and I looked to the side to see Karime. She seemed to have read my thoughts.

"Beth, none of this is your fault. I'm sure you both had the time of your lives. It just had a not so good ending and you couldn't prevent that. You two just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Don't feel guilty." she told me softly. I nodded slowly. What she said made sense. But all the same....

Anne stood up and put an arm around Gemma's shoulders. They hugged each other tightly before pulling back again. If my pain was this big, how big was theirs? They had watched Harry grow up from the first day. I hadn't. But I wished I had been there.

"Gemma and I should go and find a hotel to stay in. We'll be back soon." Anne explained and they left the room. That left the girls and I alone with him.

They sat themselves around the bed next to me.

"Thanks for saving Beth, Harry. If you can hear this, then I really hope you wake up soon." mumbled Laura.

Fawz stroked his hair softly.

"I'm sorry about this." she whispered, still choking back tears.

"Wake up. Please." implored Karime.

As expected, nothing happened. The girls then stood up again and left too, telling me that they wanted me to have a little time with him.

I was alone.


[Harry's P.O.V.]


I heard three pairs of footsteps fade into the distance and I took it that Beth and I were alone now. If only I could open my eyes and move, then I'd be completely sure.

All that I had just heard had been absolutely touching. Everyone seemed to want me to get better and I was so proud of the fact that Gemma had called Beth beautiful.

My thoughts were interrupted by a heartbroken sob.

"I never wanted any of this to happen, Harry." choked Beth as I recognized her voice again. Was it possible to miss someone's voice? Because I definitely had.

"We had such a good time. And it was ruined. It wasn't supposed to end like this." she continued.

My heart sank. I didn't want her to be sad, I never wanted to hear the sadness in her voice. This wasn't planned at all. I had wanted to take her back home, maybe get so caught up in things that we chatted for another half hour on her doorstep. Then I had planned to kiss her goodbye. A real kiss. Not on the cheek. And I had also planned to ask her out again. I had made my mind up whilst we were at the restaurant, after realizing that she was the type of girl I had been looking for for such a long time. She was perfect to me. Funny, generous, modest, beautiful,  not to mention that she had talent and didn't brag about it. She was just an amazing person with a fantastic personality. And I couldn't fucking get up and tell her exactly that.

"I just wanted to let you know that- that if you had more than just friendship in mind, I would've agreed happily. And I also would have been fine with just being friends. I just want you to be happy. And now you're in a hospital bed." she mumbled sadly.

My heart seemed to do a leap of joy. I kept screaming at myself inside my head. SHE WOULD HAVE SAID YES! IT COULD HAVE BECOME SOMETHING. I WOULD'VE HAD A CHANCE! I wanted to get up and give her a massive hug this instant. It was so annoying that for some shitty reason I couldn't! I normally didn't swear, but this was getting to me. The girl I liked more than any others was sitting next to me, telling me that she would've said yes had I asked her to be my girlfriend and I couldn't say anything. I really tried to move, just twitch even. Just to show her that I had heard. But nothing. I heard her sigh and suddenly there were two arms and a head resting on my chest. I smiled inside at the fact that it felt so normal for her to be leaning on me. So perfect. As if it was mean to be.

Soon her breathing slowed and I assumed that she had fallen asleep. After listening to her for a while, I too decided to let myself surrender to my tiredness and fell asleep too.

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