Darling I'm No Angel

Harry's POV


Everything I wanted to say to her I thought about writing it all down. But every time I held a pen in my hand my mind would go blank. On the drive up to the hospital I practiced all the words I wanted to say. Victoria and I been apart for months now and I wanted to spend every waking hour with her.

I couldn't stand not seeing her and I even hated it more that I wasn't there when she woke up. Or how I had to hear the news from someone other than her. The thought of her being angry with me crossed my mind more than it should have. I don't think I would blame her even if she was. I was already covered in my own guilt and I was the one who could open an close my eyes everyday. While Victoria's remained still. If it wasn't for the fight I had with Zayn then she would've been fine and not have missed days out of her life. For a while I could barely stand being in the same space as him. Because when we were my anger would just become more prominent. Zayn was only being a constant reminder of what I lost.

The driver parked in the parking garage at the back of the hospital. When I got out the car I was more bloody nervous then I was cold. Along side me my second shadow Elijah and I walked up brick stairs two at a time. The faster I walked the closer I was to getting to her. On the inside is when I started to feel myself defrosting. I pulled my phone from my coat pocket to read the message Niall sent me with the information to locate Victoria. I was surprised her twelve year sister managed to slip all of this information without getting caught by her overbearing mother. Who very pleasantly so is going to have my head for being in close contact with her daughter again. She never took a liking to me nor wanted too. The grandmother however was different.

Exiting the elevator forgetting everything that I had rehearsed. I cautiously followed the signs leading me to the correct room number. My actions weren't so discrete, the people gawked and whispered as they passed me. Reaching her room finally the door was halfway open with no one inside. I walked in further ducking my head around for any signs of her. Elijah waited for me out in the hall. Walking around I saw nothing in particular that would indicate that I was in the right room. Looking down beside the bed I saw a canvas wedged between the table. I sat to get a better grip of it to pull it out. I pulled on it some more even though I thought I heard the door open. It was when It closed seconds later that took me off guard. I got up thinking I was in the wrong hospital room. Looking at the person standing at the door I could see I wasn't.

I stared at her looking deeply into her soft blue eyes. My instincts was to grab hold of her small frame and to kiss her like I knew it was for the last time. Instead keeping my composure I grinned uncontrollably.

"Harry. . ." She said barely in a whisper. Looking at me like she was deciding if I was real or not. I took a step toward her cause it felt like we stood a hundred feet apart. Reaching out touching the tips of her fingers is when she reacted differently. Coming into my arms I knew this was the moment I had been suffering from imagining it.

"Hi." She breathed. The sound of her faint american accent made my pulse race.

"Hi." I said kissing the top of her forehead. She let go of me and I was suddenly disappointed that I couldn't keep hold of her longer. Victoria wiped away her tear stained cheeks and I placed a hand on her face to wipe away the excessive tears that fell. "What are you doing here?" She asked holding my hand to her face.

"I came to see you." I said bending my knees a little so that I could see her face. Walking away again she sat on the edge of the hospital bed.

"Why now?" She asked me. I moved to sit near her but she she flinched when I got closer. I saw the hesitant look in her face and I didn't want to scare her off so I moved the chair out of the corner and placed it across from her. As I was walking I saw her looking at me then when I would turn to face her she looks away. "You're allowed to look at me." I smile feeling awkward not knowing the right thing to say.

"I'm just waiting for you to disappear again." Victoria mumbled to herself, though I heard. Not sure what that meant and I didn't want to say anything about it. I wanted her to at least say more than five words to me.

"How are you?" I asked her.

"I'm adjusting to the circumstances. Harry?" She asked placing her hand on my knee. "Hmmm?" I said shaking my leg uncontrollably. She leaned closer to me, still acting cautious.

"Does this feel uncomfortable? Because it does and it shouldn't." She smiled. "What makes you say that?" I say, pulling my hair back.

"For starters I feel like a fan and you're ruining my meet and greet. Honestly Harry you need to relax I have enough anxiety for the both of us trust me." She laughed reminding me of us again.

"Come closer then." I told her. She slid down next to me. We didn't touch just looked at one another. "I love you." I mouthed the words I only wanted her to know right away. She just kept looking at me and not the look I was use to getting from her.

"Im sorry." Victoria mouthed.

What could she have possibly been apologetic about? I was clearly the one person who owes her thousands of apologies. But nothing was worse than the things I did while she was here in the hospital.

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