************* (Lia’s POV)

I kept hearing sounds around me, but I couldn’t really make out everything. I remember Harry’s voice….and that’s probably the only thing I do remember. Everything else just seems like a big blur.

I don’t know who Harry is..i just knew that his voice…was calming..

Everything started clearing out around me, as I noticed I was in a living room, I quickly jolted up, only to notice, my real self…the real me was still lying on couch.

Am I dead?

I walked over to where a group of people huddled.

I stood over by an attractive curly hair boy, as I eavesdropped on the conversation.

The older looking man, in a coat and jeans gave them a worried look. “She’s just not very well. She hit her head very hard..and thankfully you mended the cuts…but…we have bad news. Due to the impact on her temple…the chances of her remembering anything are very slim…and the chances of her slipping out of the coma….are even slimmer…I’m very sorry…”

The curly haired boy, turned holding the bridge of his nose. A tear trickling down his cheek. He crouched down, screaming profanities, letting out loud sobs. He must of really loved the girl.

“Lia..” He whispered. Me? Is he crying for me?

My heart broke for him, even though I don’t really remember everything…I’m guessing he meant a lot to me, as I meant to him. I rubbed his back gently, as I whispered in his ear.

“Sh….It’s okay…I’ll be alright…”



I needed to be alright…for him.

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