Harry's P.O.V.
I sat there on the padded chair, holding Sofia's hand and lightly stroking the back of her arm with my other hand, avoiding the cuts. The room was filled with the sound from the machine that kept her breathing and the beeping sound that gave a calming feeling, knowing that her heart was still beating. I was innerly hoping that those machines would never stop. The thought that they might, was discomforting and utterly out of question. She had told me once that she was never leaving me and I was going to hold her to that.

The door slowly opened with a creaking sound, making me look up. It was Sofia's parents who were back. They had been away for a little over an hour, but my guess was that they needed to go home to sleep soon, they look exhausted. I stood up from the seat to give it to her mom.

“No, sit! I can stand.” She said, waving me down.

“No, please, you sit. I need a break.” I said, taking another couple steps towards the door. I stopped by the door, turning around and one last time look at the woman I love in that bed. I stepped out the door, feeling my heart squeeze in my chest. Paul sat outside on a chair with a paper, I slightly wondered where he got it from, but not enough to actually care. I sat down next to him, trying to calm my erratic breathing.

“Do you need anything?” Paul asked, I could feel his worried eyes on me. I shook my head, though I needed my baby to wake up. I needed it bad!

“Did you call Lou?” The question comes out low, almost a whisper.

“Yes, they all give their love.” He say, patting my back. I put my head in my hands, rubbing my face with them. I feel so lost, I don't know what to do. I want to run away, to leave this place and never come back, but I don't want to leave the love of my life laying in there.

After a couple of minutes I hear footsteps further down the hall, I look up to find my breathing stop before it quickens again. The tears starts to fall down my cheeks again as I see the familiar face of the woman that I call mom. She's here? She's here! Paul stands up to greet her and move a bit down the hall, giving us some room. I stand up to embrace her, relaxing a little as her warm comfortable arms wrap around me.

“Hi, baby.” She say against my shoulder, stroking my head. My sobs becomes even louder, making it hard to breath. I can't believe that she's here. She pulls me down to the chair, since I'm having trouble standing, my knees feels like jelly. She keeps her arms around me though and it feels good to have her here with me.

“What a-are you doing here?” I ask when I can get a breath. I pull back to look at her.

“I called Sofia's dad this morning to tell him that you were on your way and he told me what had happened during surgery, I knew I needed to be here.” She explains and my heart fills with love. This woman is amazing and I love her so much. She was here.

“Thank you.” I whisper, trying to take a deep breath, but it's shaky.

“You don't need to thank me, I'm you mother. How is she? What's happening?” She ask sounding concerned. I take another shaky breath, I can't believe that this is my reality.

“I don't know, she's the same. I haven't seen the doctor yet, he's apparently doing some tests later.” I tell her what Sofia's dad told me. “It's so weird seeing her like this.” I say, feeling more tears slipping down my face.

“I know honey, it's hard seeing someone you love hurt. You just have to show her that you're here. But it's okey to cry.” She say, stroking my cheek, taking some tears with her. I nod and lean my head against her shoulder. Thank god that she's here. I didn't know how to do this without her. She was my rock now that Sofia wasn't here to be.

When I'd finally calmed down we walk into the hospital room to introduce her to Sofia's parents. They haven't met yet, not that this was a exemplary situation to meet.

“Hi, It's nice to finally meet you, even though it's under horrible circumstances.” My mom says as she shakes Sofia's dads hand, giving him a sweet but sad smile. She shakes her moms hands too before she walks over to the bed, standing beside Sofia.

“Hi sweet girl.” She say and bends down to kiss Sofia's temple, caressing her hair. It's a sight that's breaking my heart. Seeing Sofia like this is so hard and I wish that she would just open her eyes and wake up. My mom and Sofia has met a couple of times before, but my mom has been out of town a lot lately so there hasn't been too much time to be with her. But we have all talked over Skype several times. I love how easily they talked and how much they seemed to like each other.

All of a sudden a doctor walks into the room. He smiles at us before going over to the bed and checking Sofia's values. He starts to talk in swedish, directing himself towards Sofia's parents and I feel utterly lost, like an idiot. I look over at my mom who comes to stand by me, taking my hand. It is an swedish hospital, so of course they talk swedish here. But I want to know what he is saying.

“Do you mind speaking english? We have some English speaking family here.” Sofia's dad ask the doctor and I thank him in my mind.

“Oh, of course.” He turn so he can look at us too. “What I said was that Sofia got a hard blow to the head during the crash and we needed the brain to rest before we started to do any testing. Now we are going to check for further brain injury's and see if we need to do any surgery to her head. Her body has been through a lot with all the inner bleedings and damages, so we need to be careful, not knowing how her body will respond.” He give us a serious gaze, before he looks back at Sofia's parents. “We're going to take her away now for the tests and will be back in about two hours. You should all go back home to get some sleep, we'll call you when we're done.” He say and two nurses comes in to roll the bed out of the room. I feel a little panic over them taking her away, but I know that it's for a good cause.

Sofia's dad thanks the doctor before he heads out the door too. I can't move, my body feels out of reach. What if the tests comes back bad? What if something really is wrong? What if she never wakes up? I feel a couple of tears quietly running down my cheek. My mom pulls my hand.

“Let's go get checked into at a hotel. You should sleep.” She say quietly to me. I just nod, knowing that I would go crazy staying here in this now empty room. Sofia's dad promise to call me if anything happens and will tell me when she's back.

We walk out of the room and find Paul waiting. He stands up as we come over and nods when my mom tell him we're going to find somewhere to stay.

“Excuse me, could you tell me where the nearest hotel is?” My mom ask the lady in the reception. I'm thankful that I have her here, I don't think I'm able to act normal right now. I can't deal with these ordinary tasks like asking the way. I can't think about anything but Sofia.

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When we got into out room, a double suite, my mom forced me into bed. I didn't think that I was going to be able to sleep, but with all of this happening, all the pain and confusion, all the worrying, and since it had been so long ago since I slept the last time, it didn't take me long to drift as I layed in my moms arms. I fell into a restless slumber.

I woke up sweating, out of breath. I'd had a bad dream and realized that it was only continuing. My mom was sitting in the chair by the window, reading something on her phone.

“What time is it?” I asked, my voice hoarse, sitting up. I rubbed my eyes with my hands, trying to get the memories from the dream away.

“It's a little after five.” My mom said, looking up at me.

“What? Why didn't you wake me?” I ask in panic as I realize that it's been over three hours since we left the hospital.

“Calm down. I talked to Sofia's dad and she's in surgery.” She say and my heart kicks up a notch.

“What? What happened?” I sit down on the bed, realizing that I had stood up. My body felt so weak.

“They found some brain bleeding that they wanted to stop, the doctor said it was small though.” She came to sit beside me.

“But why didn't you wake me?” I ask, looking destroyed over at her. Bleeding? In the brain. That couldn't be good even if it was small.

“You needed the sleep, and besides there's nothing you can do right now. We'll go back as soon as she's out of surgery.” She say and pat the back of my neck. “Now get into the shower so we can get something to eat after.” She bosses and I stand up to go into the bathroom, realizing that I have no other clothes with me to change into.

After I've showered, putting my old clothes on – that felt disgusting – we get to the hotel restaurant to eat something. Thankfully it's pretty early and the restaurant is almost empty. We get a table and I order a burger and some fries. I'm not really hungry, but I know that I have to eat and my mother wouldn't let me skip it either way. I just want to get to the hospital to know what's going on with Sofia, I hope the surgery goes well and that she'll wake up soon. I miss her voice, I miss her laugh and the way she smiles. I miss her.

I get down about half my burger and some of the fries before my mom is satisfied. The last couple of fries was hard to swallow, they felt like they swelled in my mouth as I chewed.

“How much do the public know?” I asked my mom as we were on our way to the hospital, which only was a couple of minutes away.

“Only that she was in an accident and that she's hurt. No details yet.” She said, looking out the window of the car that Paul had hired. I nodded but didn't ask any more. I really didn't want to know. I didn't care. There was only one thing I cared about. Sofia.

As we walked down the hall towards her room her dad stepped out. He looked up as we got closer.

“How is she?” I asked, not really able to hide the panic in my voice.

“The surgery went well from what I know. The doctors going to be here any minute.” He say and I feel sick as I walk into the room to find Sofia back at her spot in the bed, but this time with a bandage around her head. I walk over to hold her hand, I've missed her presence. I still feel it around me, even though she's not here in that way.

It doesn't take long before the doctor shows up.

“The surgery went well, we got the bleeding to stop. We also did an EEG and we found brain activity, which is a very good sign. That means that she's not brain dead. But we can't tell why she's still in a coma. The body has been through a terrible trauma and we don't always know how the body will react. This is her body's way of protecting itself. The problem is that the body doesn't always know when to stop protecting and wake up. That's why some people stay in comas for a long time. We hope, since she's so young, that this is not the case and that she will heal and wake up soon. It usually comes in gradually, like she'll be able to breath on her own and so forth.” He looks around at all of us. It feels like my heart is made of ice. “We have good hopes for her.” He adds. I let out the breath that I realized that I was holding. She could stay like this? I look down at her small body on the bed. That can't be true! She can't stay like this. She has to wake up.

The doctor says something more before he leaves, but I've stopped listening.

She has to wake up!

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