"Five minutes Anne." I pop my head in, she kisses Harry's cheek and I take her arm and we head up to see Harry's specialist.

"Hey is making great progress, have a positive mind" I say and be positive myself.

"Take a seat" The doctor comes in and closes the door behind him.

It's been three weeks since the accident and there has been no change but he his showing signs that he will improve. Every night Anne stays with him, while his sister and step dad are staying at his place. The other boys who I've met briefly come by everyday, I offered to stay with him so Anne can go home and rest but she declines every time which is understandable.

"So I will explain what is happening and his progress then you can ask any questions" The doctor says and Anne nods her head.

Anne squeezes my hand under the table. "Harry is showing little brain activity The part of his brain that is responsible for his speech, vision and memory is Occipital lobe which is showing no activity."

Anne and I are frozen.

"I wish there was better news"

"Umm so what happens from here" I ask.

"Well that's up to Anne, she can decide if she wants to turn all of it off" My heart drops. "But the only thing keeping him here is the ventilator." I look at Anne who has no expression nothing I think she's in shock.

"Can you give us some time please" I say to the doctor. "Yea of course, there's no rush." He stands up and leaves.

" I don't know what to do" She whispers. I rub her back, holding all my emotions in right now. "Hey there is no rush, you can take all the time in the world."

"I need to get back to him" She stands and rushes out the door. I let her go and allow a moment for myself.

Harry he can't, no he can't leave, he is supposed to grow old and die and old man. Not at twenty two years old, it's not right. But it's not my decision and whatever Anne decides I will support her. But at the same time I feel like it's not my business I mean I have no affiliation with hime anymore and I broke his heart.

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"Sorry just need another set of obs" I come in Harry's room. "Hey Lyla" Louis greets me.
Louis, Liam and Niall all vigil by his bedside. "I'll move out they way" Liam politely steps aside. "No your all good" I smile and proceed with my job.

"We are supposed to be coming back next year" I hear Niall and say I try not let my emotions show but my eyes prick up. "Ok I'm all done. Leave you boys to it."

I put his folder down and see Louis looking at me he mouths 'you ok" I just slowly nod. I see Anne outside and take a seat next to her.

"He can't go on like this." She says "That boy laying in the bed is not my son. Harry is always so happy and active, I need to let him go." My tears immediately fall. "Can you umm please notify his doctors."

"But Anne there is still "
"I've made my mind up Lyla" She yells and stands up and heads into Harry's room.




I come back about an hour later and knock on the ICU door. I carefully come in and Anne, Des, Robin and Gemma are here. "So I have the paperwork Anne" I get the papers out of the folder. I take a seat next to her "There is a few things to discuss before we go ahead" I try not to cry the thought of Harry leaving forever is unbearable.

"So the specialist will come in and remove his tube, and unplug the machines. He will be comfortable I promise you" I sniffle. "You are all welcome to be in here, maybe it's a good idea to call up the boys"

"Ok is that it" She wipes a tear. I nod my head "Anne you don't have to rush this you know, your mind isn't really thinking straight right now." I try and persuade her to change her mind on this terrible idea.

"Where do I need to sign."
"Anne please maybe sleep on it."
"Lyla, none of this would be happening if it wasn't for you, so you don't get a say in any of this." She fires back at me.
"Mum" Gemma says coming to comfort her.

"Now where do I sign."

I point to the signature line and she grabs the paper and signs it. I get up and cry.
I sit at the nurses station it is two in the morning and I am in denial over this situation.

"Lyla," I look up from the desk "Hey Louis" I wipe my nose and stand up.
"Hey you really doing?" He asks with bloodshot eyes.

"Honestly I have no idea, I don't know how I should feel or if I really have a right to feel anything." I cry and he wraps his arm around me.

I break down

"I just have to accept the fact in the matter of hours Harry will be gone"

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