My mind was racing with the anticipation of seeing Harry again. HES AWAKE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!! My heart was pounding with nervousness as my thoughts returned to our last conversation…the last place we saw each other…

The emotion that he threaded into the song he wrote me was unbelievably genuine and I threw them in his face…I was so close to forgiving him and yet I didn’t. I let my pride take over my mind and that was one of the biggest mistakes of my entire life.

What if he sees me and is mad at me? What if all he remembers is the fight we had? What if he doesn’t forgive me? What if he’s not happy to see me? Gah Annie shut up, he’s fucking alive it doesn’t matter…

I rubbed my temples trying to release the headache that was pounding in my forehead. I leaned my head against the plane window as I tried to sleep. My mind would not shut up and I honestly just needed to sleep…

Here’s the thing… I told you I’m not a crier… Before I met Harry I hardly ever cried. I didn’t even like crying. I still don’t like crying… But I always cry… Lately I haven’t been able to stop crying… ugh…

“Hello everyone. We will be making our decent into London in five minutes so please stow all of your belongings under the seat in front of you or in the overhead compartments. Thank you for flying with Delta and we hope you have a nice night.”

I rested my head back on the window of the plane, graciously accepting its cool surface on my pounding head. It felt like it took hours for the plane to finally stop and turn the seatbelt light off, releasing us from where we were sitting. I got up and gathered my carryon and waited for that ridiculous line to move and let me off the damn plane. I didn’t think I would be feeling this queasy and nervous about seeing him again. I mean… could he really still be mad at me? Will he even remember our fight?

I finally got off the plane and walked tiredly to the luggage claim and waited for my suitcase. It was about 2:30 in the morning so naturally I wasn’t going to go see Harry right now. I grabbed my suitcase and stumbled out of the airport and called for a taxi.

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“Mom, I’m home!” I called when I walked into my house.

“Annie! Oh, I’m so happy you’re back! How did everything go?” She came around the corner from the living room and embraced me in a hug.

“Better than I ever thought it would go.” I smiled.

“I’m proud of you honey. Why don’t you get some rest? Then go see Harry tomorrow morning.”

I nodded through my yawn and stumbled up the stairs to my room. I missed my room more than I thought I would. I had so many memories in here believe it or not. Harry and I spent so much time sitting on my bed just talking. I plopped my suitcase down without bothering to unpack and I walked over to my dresser drawer and pulled out Harry’s Jack Wills sweater and pulled it over my head, a twinge of his cologne still lingered on the purple cotton strands.

Why am I so nervous to see him…

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I woke up the next morning and threw my covers off of me. Okay… NOW I’m excited…

I ran over to my dresser and threw on a pair of light skinny jeans and an ivory knit sweater. I ran my fingers through my natural curl and applied some makeup to make myself look more awake.

Ahhhhhh!! I’m gonna talk to Harry again today!!!

I ran down my stairs and got my coat and Uggs on before I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on the island in my kitchen.

“Have fun Annie!” My mom called from the living room. She wasn’t going to come with me because she wanted me to enjoy this moment alone. I ran out my front door and saw Eleanor jumping up and down from outside of her car.

“Annie! Annie!” She squealed and ran up to me and embraced me in a hug. “Gosh I’ve missed you girl!”

“Oh I’ve missed you so much more! That week and a half was honestly the loneliest I’ve ever felt in my life!”

“Well c’mon c’mon!” We hopped in her car and began to drive to the hospital where Harry was still resting and getting a few last tests to make sure everything is okay.

“So how is he doing?” I asked, the question tumbling out of my mouth.

“He’s doing GREAT! He woke up yesterday obviously and Louis and I were in the cafeteria getting lunch and then all of a sudden we saw Gemma screaming and running towards us. It was honestly the best moment ever. Louis and I started jumping up and down and screaming too and then we all ran to his hospital room. By the time I got there he was already sitting up in his bed and laughing next to his mom. It was a beautiful sight.”

“Oh that’s so awesome… I wish I would’ve been here…”

“Oh sweetie there’s no way that you could’ve known.”

“H—Has he asked about me yet?”

“H—No, actually I don’t think he has now that I think about it… That’s really strange…” I saw her eyebrows crinkle into a frown.

I slumped in the seat, “He probably doesn’t even want to see me. He’s probably still mad at me.” I huffed as all of my worries from yesterday reentered my mind.

“Annie, he’s been in a coma for two months. I highly doubt he’s been holding a grudge.”

“Fair enough.”

We got to the hospital and walked into the building, ignoring the crisp winter air as it bit at my cheeks. I felt my heart begin to pound against my chest as we stood in the elevator.

“El, I’m nervous.” I turned toward her.

“Don’t worry honey. I’m sure he’s going to be SO happy to see you.”

I nodded unable to speak around the knot growing in my throat, and the nausea turning in my stomach. I felt like I was going to throw up. I took a deep breath as we came up to Harry’s hospital room door. Eleanor opened it and swung it open, walking in front of me.

“Harry?” Eleanor motioned for me to stay behind the protruding wall as she walked in further to greet him. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his legs shift on his bed as he turned to look at her.

“Hey El!” He said in an enthusiastic voice and I nearly collapsed to the floor as I let his voice soak into me like moisture. It was one of the most soothing feelings I’d had in a very long time.

“I’ve brought someone to see you.” She said softly.

“Oh really? Who is it?” He sounded genuinely curious.

She motioned for me to walk out from behind the protruding wall and I felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest from how hard it was pounding against my ribcage.

I walked around the wall and my breath caught as Harry’s emerald gaze met mine. He flashed me his dimpled grin that always made my stomach explode with butterflies, and I returned the smile.

“Hey Haz.” I said. My heart fluttered with disappointment and worry as I saw his eyebrows knit into a frown… He turned his gaze back to Eleanor who had taken the seat next to his bed.

“El, who is this?”

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