“Are you asking me out?” I joked.
“Maybe.” Harry answered.
“Maybe, we should wait a little longer, and see if this is what we really want, and then, if it is, we can be together.” I said.
“You got yourself a deal babe.” Harry said.
Shortly after, we both fell asleep. I woke up to my phone beeping. It was time for Harry to take his medicine. I got up, and got him his pills.
“Harry, you need to take your medicine.” I said shaking him a little to wake him.
“Mmm.” Harry said taking the pills and swallowing them.
After he took them, he tried falling back asleep, but to no avail.
“Lana, help me to the bathroom, I need to puke.” Harry said.
“Alright, hold on.” I said rushing over to him.
I helped him stand, and as soon as he was up, he started puking everywhere. I rushed him onto the bathroom, where he collapsed onto the floor and puked into the toilet. I knelt down next to him and rubbed his back.
“You’re okay.” I said soothingly.
“It hurts so much!” Harry screamed.
“I know, you’re going to be okay.” I said.
“ALANA!” Harry screamed, before puking more.
“Harry calm down, you’re okay.” I said getting nervous.
“I can’t do this Alana.” Harry said.
“You just need to get it out of your system, and you’ll be okay.” I said.
Harry continued to puke violently into the toilet. I was getting really nervous, but held it in so I wouldn’t freak Harry out. The last thing he needed was me freaking out.
“ALANA!” Harry screamed.
I rubbed his back. He continuously screamed out my name over and over. He was crying and I could tell how hurt he was. I didn’t know what to do. My eyes welled up with tears, but when I tried to blink them away they just spilled down my cheeks.
“Harry, you’re going to be okay.” I said choking back more tears.
“Alana, don’t cry.” Harry said, continuing to puke.
“I’m sorry, I just hate seeing you like this.” I said.
Harry put out his arm, and I nestled myself into him. He continued to puke, and I just held him. After about an hour, he started to calm down.
“You need to go lie down, come on let’s go to bed.” I said.
I helped Harry stand up, and walked him to the bed. He sat on the bed, resting on the headboard, and I sat next to him and rubbed his arm.
“Are you feeling better now?” I asked him.
“Yeah, sorry to freak you out.” Harry said.
“No, you can’t help that.” I said.
“I know, but I didn’t mean to scare you like that. I feel bad now.” Harry said.
“Don’t Harry, it’s okay.” I said.
Harry nodded, and closed his eyes.
“Do you want some water?” I asked.
“Yeah, my head is killing.” Harry said.
I went to the kitchen and got him some water and brought it back.
“Here.” I said.
“Thanks.” Harry answered taking a sip from it.
I sat and rubbed his arm some more.
“Thanks for taking care of me.” Harry smiled.
“Of course.” I answered smiling back.
Harry and I sat for a little while in silence.
“Harry?” I said.
“Yeah?” he answered.
“What happened? Like in the car crash…how did it happen?” I said.
“Well, I was mad, at myself, and at you, and just I was just mad. I was speeding down the highway, and I had my radio blaring. There was a detour sign that I missed, because I wasn’t paying attention. They were doing construction on one of the roads that I went down. There were all like spikes and stuff like that. My tires blew out, and my car went into a tail spin. It smashed of the guardrail and flipped over. I blacked out after that.” Harry said.
“What do you remember after waking up?” I said.
“Well, most of it was a blur. There was a lot of screaming, and bright lights. I thought I was dying. The first thing I remember clearly was being wheeled out to you. You came running over to me, and gave me a big hug. I remember thinking that since you were here I must be safe and alive. You were crying, and I just wanted to hold you. Then we went to the car, and they tried to put me in the back, but I wanted to be next to you. I wanted to hold your hand so you knew I was okay.” Harry said.
I was trying not to cry.
“Want to know something?” Harry asked.
“Yeah what?” I said.
“Before I blacked out, the last thing I remember just before I blacked out was I saw you. You were smiling at me. It was like you were there. We kissed, and then it was black.” Harry said.
“Oh Harry!” I said, giving him a big hug.
“I couldn’t help thinking what would have happened to you if I had died.” Harry said.
“Harry, if you died, I honestly would contemplate killing myself. I need you here with me every day.” I said.
Harry leaned over and kissed me. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was something.
“Get some sleep.” I said ruffling his hair.
“Stay with me.” Harry said.
“Okay, I’m right here, now sleep.” I said.
Harry closed his eyes, and rested his head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of his head.
“Don’t leave.” Harry whispered.
I rested me cheek on his head, and wrapped my arms around him. He slowly fell asleep. I needed to get up, and clean his vomit from the floor, so I slowly untangled myself from his grip.
I went to the kitchen and got a mop, and started to clean. My phone buzzed.
“Hello?” I whispered.
“Hey.” Liam said.
“What’s up?” I whispered again.
“Nothing, how’s Harry, and why are you whispering?” Liam asked.
“Harry is a wreck, and asleep.” I said.
“Oh okay, well I’ll let you go then, just call if you need anything.” He said.
“Alright talk to you later then, bye.” I said hanging up.
I continued cleaning the kitchen, and then I made myself some food. I sat and ate, and halfway through my sandwich Harry started calling me.
“Alana? Alana? Alana?” He said.
“Coming.” I called.
I rushed into the room, and Harry was sitting there with watery eyes.
“What’s wrong?” I said.
“Well for starters, my body feels like it’s being pulled apart limb by limb, and you left me when you promised you wouldn’t.” Harry said.
“Harry, you puked all over the house, I had to clean it, and then I got hungry, I’m sorry.” I said.
“Well now you have to make up for it.” Harry said.
“How?” I asked.
“I’m hungry, and in the mood for a snuggle.” He said.
“I’m going to go make you soup, and when you finish eating we can cuddle. How ‘bout that?” I said.
“Sounds good.” Harry smiled.
I walked over and pushed his hair off his face, and tucked him back in bed. I gave him a small kiss on the forehead.
“Rest up baby.” I said.
Harry smiled at me, and I walked out to make his food. It only took a few minutes, and then I returned to a sleeping Harry.
I placed his food on the nightstand, and started to rub his back. He had been lying on his stomach.
“Harry, I made you some soup.” I whispered to him.
He started to wake up, and then rolled over.
“I made you food.” I said.
“Thanks baby.” He said.
I smiled at him and handed him the bowl of soup. He ate fairly quickly and then placed it back on the nightstand. He then patted the spot next him, and motioned me forward.
I scooted next to him, and he rested his head on my shoulder. I looked down at him.
“You keep watching me, I’m not going to drop dead on you.” he said.
“I know, but I just, I don’t know…” I said.
“You can talk to me.” Harry said.
“I know, I just when I got the phone call from the police or whoever that said you were in a severe car crash, I thought you were dead. I didn’t know what to do. I just cried, and I was just thinking about my life without you. Never being able to hold you, or talk to you, or snuggle with you. Never being able to watch movies again together, or laugh together. Never seeing you again. It was too much for me Harry. I thought I had lost you forever, and it was my fault.” I said letting a few tears roll down my cheeks.
Harry sat himself up and faced me. He leaned forward a little, and rested his forehead on mine. My heart sped up a little.
“I.” Harry said pecking my lips.
“Love.” He said pecking my lips again.
“You.” he said kissing me one last time.
I smiled.
“I love you too.” I said, keeping our foreheads pressed together.
Harry pressed his lips to mine, and I smiled into our kiss.
“When we kiss, nothing hurts anymore.” Harry said.
“Good, then keep kissing me.” I said.
“Not a problem.” Harry said smiling.
He leaned in and we kissed more. We weren’t going out yet, but it didn’t hurt to have a little fun.
After a while, we stopped kissing, and we just snuggled.
“I will always love you.” Harry said.
“Forever?” I said.
“And always.” Harry confirmed.
I smiled at him, and laid my head on his chest. He stroked my hair, and sang Simple Enough by Never Shout Never to me. I had never been happier in my life, and I fell asleep in Harry’s arms.