Before I Met You

~Harry's P.O.V~
I sat in the hospital room and stared at the wall.
All of a sudden, the door opened and everyone came in:
Brooke, Louis, Niall, Liam, Zayn, my mum, and Karen.
My mum ran over to me and pulled me into a huge hug.
"Harry. I'm so glad you're safe." She said, her voice breaking.
The boys surrounded me, while Brooke and Karen stayed back.
I pushed through them and pulled Karen into a hug. She broke down crying and hugged my tightly.
"Thank you Harry. Thank you."
"Where is she?" Brooke asked quietly.
"Surgery." I responded.
The room was too quiet.
"Guys. She's alive. Stop being so sad." I hissed.
She was alive. I promised myself right then and there that I would never tell anybody that Sam died on the helicopter.
The boys were asking me questions on what happened and I told them.
Finally, around one a.m., the boys said they would stop back tomorrow. They took Brooke with them too.
"Come on Harry. We can come back tomorrow. You need sleep." My mum said.
"No. Im staying here. I can sleep on the couch." I insisted.
She went to come over to me, but Karen held her arm. "Let him. It won't hurt anything."
She signed and nodded in defeat.
I smiled and they left.
My eyelids drooped and I fought the urge to sleep.
Pulling out my phone, I started to play FIFA.
Around two thirty, The door opened and in came a cot with Sam on it.
A bunch of doctors and nurses were carrying IVs and other stuff right behind her.
I sprang up and instantly felt wide awake.
"Is she Okey?" I asked.
"She'll be fine. We had to remove her one kidney, for the tip of the knife had punctured it. Since it wouldn't be a problem and it wasn't worth the pain to put in a new one, we just took it out and left it. We stitched that up and gave her stitches on her left side of her forehead. Her right arm was sprained somehow. And for her bruises? Well, they'll heal." The main doctor said.
"How.... How the hell was she stabbed that deeply?" I asked in disbelief.
"Her kidneys are farther up towards her stomach, but still back. Whoever made the wound made sure that it was deep... Very deep."
I looked over at her. She was pale and puny compared to the last time I saw her.
"Dr. Did you guys happen to get a weight for her by any chance?"
He shrugged. "It's not exactly accurate I'm supposing, but from the table, it read around ninety four pounds."
Sam used to weigh almost one-hundred-thirty pounds...
He put his hand on my shoulder. "She'll heal. I promise. Buzz if you need anything. A nurse will be checking in every two to three hours."
"Thank you." I said and watched them all leave.
I sat down on the side of Sam's bed and held her hand.
"It's Okey. You're safe now." I whispered.
A tear slipped out of my eye and I smiled slightly.
Her chest rose and fell normally.
She wasn't dead. She was alive.
Alive and slowly, slowly healing.
~Sam's P.O.V~
I slowly regained consciousness without opening my eyes.
My whole body was completely numb.
Was I dead?
I opened my eyes to have them squeeze back shut because of the brightness.
Slowly this time, I let them adjust.
Looking around, I realized that I was in a hospital room.
Turning my head the slightest bit, I saw Harry sitting in a chair.
His hair was long, almost down to his shoulders. It was a complete mess and he still looked cute as ever. I noticed that his eyes were closed and his chest rose and fell slowly. He was probably asleep.
"Harry." I whispered.
He didn't wake up.
I slowly sat up, and that's when the numbness went away.
An agonizing pain shot through my side and I whimpered softly.
I saw tubes running into my arms and scowled.
Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I ripped the tubes out of my arm and threw my legs toward the side of the bed.
I grunted as I stood up and grabbed onto the railing of the bed for support.
Shuffling slowly, I made my way towards Harry.
The railing on the bed ended, so I was on my own.
My right arm was in a stupid splint and was pissing me off.
Walking slowly, I was now inches from where Harry was sitting.
"Harry." I breathed.
He shuffled but didn't wake up.
I took another step, and then my legs just gave out. I landed on Harry's lap and groaned out in pain.
Harry gasped and his eyes shot open. He looked down and stared at me.
"What the hell are you doing?" He hissed.
I smiled weakly. "Hello to you too."
He kissed my forehead. "I'm so glad you're safe now. I will never let you out of my sight again."
I shook my head. "Don't. I'm Okey. I'm alive, even though my arm is now burning from ripping my IVs out."
His eyes bulged out of his head. "You WHAT?"
"Heh..." I said.
He picked me up gently and carried me over to my bed.
"Harry no. Please. Wait until I'm asleep again to have them put back in. You know I hate needles." I whimpered.
He sighed. "Go to sleep baby girl. I love you."
"But I wanna stay up." I protested.
He held up the controller and his thumb hovered over the nurse call button.
I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows. "I want a god damn kiss then."
He smiled and rolled his eyes. "You are so god damn stubborn."
He lightly pressed his lips against mine and I closed my eyes.
Almost instantly, I was so exhausted that I passed out kissing Harry.
~Harry's P.O.V~
I smiled as I watched Sam rest peacefully. The doctor's had come back and reinserted the IVs. They threatened to freaking handcuff Sam if she pulled them out again.
The doctors also said that Sam should be able to come home in about two weeks.
My mom said that I needed to go back to school, but I didn't want to. I had Louis bring me all of my homework. The thing is, Louis said that Casey was asking about Sam nonstop and kept asking if she could come visit. All of the boys were on her and they said no. Sam was healing well, but her mind wasn't. Every night, she would wake up screaming and crying, but of course I was there to comfort her. The only time I would ever leave was if one of the boys or my mom or Karen was there so I could go home and shower.
One night, I was fast asleep when I heard Sam screaming again.
I got up and went over to her.
"Sam." I coaxed.
She didn't wake up.
"Sam." I said a little bit louder.
She usually woke up by the second time.
Her body started thrashing everywhere and I stood back.
She burst up straight and had tears streaming down her face.
"Baby come here." I said pulling her into a hug.
She wrapped her arms around me and sobbed into my chest,
"Harry. He-he touched me all over again." She whimpered.
I gulped down the vile words that I wanted to scream out.
Sam had talked to me a little about what had happened, and I didn't like one fucking bit of it.
"You're safe now. I promise."
I kissed her head softly and she laid back down.
"Lay with me please." She begged.
"I can't fit." I exclaimed.
"Just shut the fuck up and get in the damn bed." She whined.
I signed with defeat and carefully laid myself down.
She snuggled up next to me and I wrapped my arm around her, brining her close to me.
"I wanna go home." She whispered sleepily. I could tell she was almost asleep again.
"We're almost there Sam.. Almost there." I said, draping my eyes shut and letting sleep overcome me.

Author's notes:

Yoooooo. Idk the ending really was sweet. Even when Sam is in so much pain, she's still as fucking stubborn as ever lol. Xx
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