Chapter Forty Three

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I have only seen Harry for like seconds before my face was buried into a hard chest and I was wrapped in strong arms, trying to stop me from getting free and running towards him.

The image of Harry laying on the bed never left my mind even if I only saw him for seconds; he wasn't wearing any shirt but his chest and torso were covered in white bandages every two inches on his body.

His head of curls was wrapped with a white roll around it, leaving his damp hair sticking to his forehead and stains of dried blood covered his temples.

Hearing his shallow breathes so loud made me feel like I was suffocating. I'd like to think that if I don't breathe then he'll get the oxygen I was using into his lungs to help him breathe better.

I didn't get the chance to see Louis who I saw his figure two beds away from Harry's. I didn't want to, he might look even worse than Harry and I couldn't handle two at a time.

I looked up through teary eyes at Alex who was hugging me so tight "please, let me go. I need to see him. I need to be with him."

Alex sighed before his arms loosened around me until he let me go completely. Once I was free of his hold, I rushed towards Harry's sleeping figure and I cried even more, getting a better look at all the bandages. There were at least a dozen of them.

"Harry..."

My voice was barely audible as I held his hand gently and sat beside him on the chair. The boys have left us alone for privacy, even in an open space with other patients around, it still felt like we were the only ones there.

They managed to save some of the medical equipments and instruments, such as the beds, medicines, and chairs, through the portal I guess.

I brushed my fingers through his loose curls at the top of his head but I immediately pulled my hand back when he hissed in pain and his eyebrows furrowed. His eyes stayed closed though.

I muttered to him "you're awake Harry?"

No response. I guess I just made him uncomfortable.

Ever so lightly, I felt his fragile fingers shake a bit before I felt the pressure around my hand, squeezing it.

I never thought I'd use the word fragile in anyway to describe anything about Harry, but I did.

I kept repeating in a whisper "I'm here, I'm here.. I won't leave you alone.."

I closed my eyes just for a bit, trying to concentrate on his inhales and exhales through his nose.

My eyes flew open when I heard the sound of an owl in the distance. I had my head resting on the matress with my hand still holding Harry's. Did I fall asleep?

I lifted my head up to take in my surroundings, which was the forest.

I looked up at the sky to see that the redness is now turning back to dark blue. I think it's four or five AM.

I sighed to myself. I can't sleep again now, I'm fully awake.

I realized that I've been covered with a blanket to keep me warm. I looked over at Harry to see him also covered in a blanket that reached up to his chin. His hand wasn't covered though because I was holding it still. I bet one of the guys put the blankets over us.

I looked up at his face to find his emerald eyes wide open, staring at the slightly faded stars above. The view could only be seen at this hour. The stars aren't visible in the red sky.

I smiled a bit at his beautiful face before I whispered "breathtaking, isn't it?"

He didn't respond. He didn't even look at me. Well, he was breathing, so he wasn't dead.

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His blank face made it so hard for me to figure out what he was thinking at that moment.

I bet he was doing this because I dashed off without telling him where I was going after our little fight, and before the incident.

I sighed before I muttered "okay, so you're giving me the silent treatment now Harry? That's fine. At least you're alive. We're both alive. I'm gonna go drink some water now."

I stood up from my chair and turned halfway around only to be stopped by his hand sqeezing mine so hard that I felt like it was gonna break at some point.

I scrunched my eyebrows in pain "Ouch Harry! Stop it! It hurts!"

He stopped squeezing my hand, but his hold on it stayed there, keeping me in place.

I sat back down without a single sound.

His lips parted as if to say something. His voice chocked and raspy "s-sorry."

He swallowed heavily before he inhaled deeply and winced in pain, he wired his eyes shut.

I held his large hand with both of my small ones and caressed it slowly.

I think the gesture calmed him down a bit from the pain.

I said "it's okay, I won't go anywhere. I'll stay right here."

He rasped out "I-I actually need some water, c-could you get me some please?"

I nodded my head quickly "of course, I'll be right back."

I stood up from my place, rested his hand back on the matress and went off to find a bottle of water. While I was doing that, I saw Niall in the distance talking to a bunch of people. I walked up to him and said "hey Niall, do you have some water with you?"

Niall looked back at me with those blue eyes of his "of course, here take my bottle, I can get another one for myself so don't worry about me."

He handed me the plastic bottle filled with water to the top. I thanked him before I headed back to Harry.

Once I was back in my seat beside Harry, I unscrewed the cap and drank directly from it, the water cold on my dry throat, but I didn't care.

I brought the bottle back down and looked over at Harry. His eyes were still closed but I had a feeling that he was awake.

"Harry, I brought some water."

He grunted as his eyebrows furrowed "gimme some. I'm thirsty."

I stood up from my place, held the back of his neck carefully with one hand and the other holding the bottle near his chapped parted lips. I tipped the bottle up just enough so the water coated his mouth and he swallowed. Once I felt like he's had enough, I pulled the bottle away and rested his head back on the pillow gently while he thanked me.

I sat back down in my chair and continued to watch him.

His eyes pealed open slowly just to stare at mine for the first time since I found him, and this provoked butterflies in my tummy. He looked like an angel.

I gave him a small lopsided smile "go back to sleep Harry. You need to rest."

He swallowed thickly before he chocked out "I-I've rested e-enough. Y-you should s-sleep though."

I let out a small laugh "I'm too concerned about you to even fall asleep. Even if I tried to, I wouldn't. Plus, I slept for a bit so now I can't sleep again."

He just stared at me with those green eyes of his.

I furrowed my eyebrows "seriously Harry, You can't even form actual words without choking."

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