(Feel free to skip this chapter it’s quite boring)

(Tasman P.O.V)

“Good morning Tass, ready to meet our special patient?” Sarah greeted me as I walk through the door, “More than ever,” I replied with a huge smile on my face. I am actually really excited for today despite the horrific stuff I’ve been through yesterday which I haven’t told anyone.

“What happened to your head?” She asked worriedly, I lied to my parents by saying that I tripped over the skateboard so I end up hitting my head and I am glad they bought the story because it sounded believable due to my everyday clumsiness. “Just me being my clumsy self,” I replied to assure her that this was nothing to worry about.

“O.k. let’s go and meet this patient shell we? I can’t give you any personal details about this person because it is confidential and all you need to know is that for you to accept this job is like you trying to save a live,” she explained as we walked into the critical wards which I’ve never set my foot on.

“ Just you talking to her or sing which ever you like, it will be helping this person to wake up from the coma because it’s like you helping the persons soul to realize that people actually still cares about them,” she explained in a simple term so that I was able to understand the situation.

“This is the room, you can come out for lunch and morning tea whenever you like, I will be seeing you later Tass,” Sarah said with a grin on her face and walked off.

I was soo nervous as I open the door knob but as I enter the room I notice a woman in around my mum’s age lying there lifeless. She looked vampire like almost, with her black straight hair and really pale skin but without a doubt this middle age woman was beautiful. I wonder what happen to her to be in this situation, poor lady and her love ones must be so worried sick about her.

“Hello…um…my name is Tasman Lee and it is wonderful to meet you,” I said nervously, I’ve never done this before, talking to an unconscious person but somehow her presence makes me feel like she was actually alive listening to me as I talk.

“You really are a beautiful woman, a really strong woman and I know you will pull through this because you know that you have your love one waiting for you back home who misses you very much,” I stated smiling down at her.

I looked around the room, examining the place and the only thing that caught my eyes was the slowly dying lotus flower. It reminds me of something that is at the tip of my mind but I don’t seem to recognize it.

“I don’t really know who you are but I guess it doesn't hurt for you to get to know me,” I said happily as I grabbed the chair and sit next to her bed. “O.k. where do I begin, I will start from the beginning yeah I mean I do have the whole day to tell you,” I stated laughing to myself.

“Well, my parents’ names are James Lee and Zoe Lee, I have one little sister who is six named Lily and one little brother who is twelve named Jackson. Yes, I am the oldest out of three children and I am currently seventeen about to turn eighteen soon. I go to Charleston Public high school and I am currently doing my senior year now. I hang out with a group of friends who has been my best friends since freshman years and their names are Nail, Zayn, Louis, Liam, Perrie and Sara. They are the nicest bunch of friends and yes we do silly things but they truly are literally my siblings but not by blood of course. I hope you could actually meet them all of the people I care about someday, well if fate bring us to do so anyway. I am not the richest person out there, in fact not even close, my dad owns a coffee shop not far from here and actually you might have even been there. My mum is a lawyer, so yeah you could say we are average family with an average family income. We may not be rich but my family and I are quite close and we love each other very much.” I have no idea how this topic came up but talking about being rich and stuff reminds me of Harry.

“Talking about wealth reminds me of this kid named Harry, Harry Styles, he is new to our school and I think he moved here from England not long ago. He is probably the richest person that I have encountered so far in my life I think…hahhahahha….well I will tell you about him another day I think because I want our first meeting to only reflect the positive stuff.” I decided to tell her about Harry and everything that happened since he got here, for another day because I am going to be spending time a lot with this lady.

“I will continue to tell you about myself I guess, well I actually do volunteering at this hospital for three years now but I’ve never been to this part of the hospital because I’ve only work with the cancer patients. Today was the first time I have set a foot into the critical ward of the hospital so that I can meet you. If I was not actually visiting you at the moment, I would be doing some other activities with the cancer patients but I am glad I go to meet you though, I feel like I have someone who would listen to me all day without complaining now…hahha…I talk a lot so yeah, people get annoyed of me sometimes." I explained, I do talk a lot and I am sure if she was awake now probably she wouldn't able to stand me.

"I come here practically every day, from after school till 8pm and according to Sarah…she is the volunteer coordinator….apparently she heard me sing for one of the patient when I first came here and ever since then…well my job was to sing and keep the patient entertain every day." I continued to tell her about myself, then it hit me, Sarah said I could sing to this patient and that's what I will do to get rid of time.

" You know what I could sing for you couldn't I? Well I hope my voice won’t bother you too much. This song is one of my favorite songs by the West-life its call ‘You raise me up,’ I sing this song at least once daily, I don’t know why but the lyrics is really strong and powerful , I just love it so much. But I guess my daily routine of singing this song on Saturday and Sunday would be singing to you now.” I told her, I really like talking about this stuff with her because no one is willing to hear me talk because I talk too much apparently. I wonder if she finds me annoying, you know talking to her about nonsense useless stuff? Well, I can’t really think of anything else to day, so those topic should be o.k.

When I am down and, oh, my soul, so weary;

When troubles come and my heart burdened be;

Then I am still and wait here in the silence,

Until you come and sit awhile with me.



You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains

You raise me up to walk on stormy seas;

I am strong when I am on your shoulders;

You raise me up to more than I can be.

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