****Lia's POV

"I was out shopping with El, Zai, and Sabby…Saw this and thought of you….Thought it'd look great with these jeans, and shirt…" Dana held up items she had bought for me. I loved them. But…Clothes and all these items didn't mean much to me right now.

El walked over to my bed, grasping my hand, a wide grin plastered across her face. Her eyes fixed on my once blank paged journal she had given me during the accident. Now filled with endless words. "I see you've used my journal…May I read it?" Anxious…she must be.

A few days before I had left Holmes Chapel to head on over here, Elli had placed this journal in my hand. In it she wrote that, it was a journal where I could right all my thoughts….and even talk to her…if I wanted to…She in return only wanted to read them, just to see if I was okay….And it helped. I wrote in it so much over the past week that I only have a few pages left.

Her eyes widened, as she noticed the amount of pages, I had written. I had finished the journal, and I had written a little note to her. Nodding my head, she sat herself in the corner reading the first page. As soon as she did, Lou came limping in.

"I know you don't want to speak to me Lia, and if I were you, I wouldn't either. But..all I have to say is i'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen, and it eats me alive knowing I hurt you, and caused what I did to happen. But please, if you loved me, or loved anyone….Harry……Rose….Please just….eat….get better…..I hate seeing you like this…It just…it just kills me. You're my sweets….The girl I used to annoy, the girl who'd always have playful banter with…..Please…" My eyes shot over to where Harry's body was sound snored slightly on the little hospital chair. Thankfully since he was sleeping, he hadn't heard Lou. My eyes soon met with Lou's crystal blue.

Hurt…Guilt….everything possible washed over him. Looking weary, like he hadn't slept in days…I could tell it had eaten him alive, for he didn't look well. I fidgeted with the covers, trying to not let the tears escape, but moving only caused me more pain. Those horrible nurses jammed the tube in, and it felt like skewers.

He sighed, slumping in the chair awaiting some sort of response.

I knew that someday I would eventually have to speak, and keeping my silence wasn't going to do anyone any good. I slowly crawled my hand over to his, as they rested on the railing of the my bed. Sliding my small hands in his, he shot his head up in surprise.

"I'm okay….It wasn't your fault.."I whispered hoarsely, as a hot tear slid down my cheek. A cheeky grin plastered across his face.

"I knew you would talk to me..I'll go tell the nurses to take this thing out of you..okay…" I nodded slightly, as I noticed all the heads peering at me. Everyone's eyes filled with joy, and happiness, except for one. Harry.

Harry's eyes were filled with hurt, like Louis had taken the one thing he wanted away from him. Why, I didn't know…

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