Chapter 23

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Hurt you without a touch -part 2-

Harry's P.O.V.

A few hours later Derek entered to see Emma, her parents where in the waiting room, with me... I was walking right to left in the hall way in front of her room. I won't live this like this... I'm exhausted of all this shit. I walked out of the hospital giving angry and steadily steps. I climb to my car and I turn it on, hearing how the engine made a loud noise. I breathe deeper as I could before hitting the pedal and going out of the parking lot. 

I drive on the streets in a high speed. I knew where I should go...

I arrive at the studio. I parked the car in the first place I saw. I went out of the car, closing the door with a loud bang. I walked through the hallway with my hands balled into fists at my sides. All were gone out of my way looking at I was not in a good mood. I opened the door. All the people there turned to see me.

"I need to talk to Alina." I said through my teeth.

All left. Alina took off the headphones and left the recording room. I looked at her through the glass wall. When she came to me she had a venomous smile on her face. God, if she weren't a woman would stick her a punch in the face. I clenched my fists over, trying to control the anger that was running through my body at high speed.

"Harry, love, I don't expect you to be here." She says hypocritically.

"Don't call me like that; you are nobody to call me like that." I say with anger in my voice. 

"And... What brought you here?"

"Do not be hypocrite! I want you to stay away from Emma ... God you're crazy! You almost kill her! Stay away from her. Go away from my life!"

"You can't tell me that! What we have is something strong..."

"'Something strong'? You mean love? First. What you call 'love' is a crazy obsession. Second. I never loved you, I don't love you, and I will never love you. Please understand that! The only one" I said with a louder tone "in my life, the only one that I loved, love and will love is Emma. It's only her, it was always her. So I'm asking you to go away from me and let me live my life with the person I love."

"Harry..."

"It's enough Alina. You have someone that loves you. Ivan loves you. Forget me and stop trying to kill Emma or trying to make her feel like a piece of shit. She is my happiness, find yours. Our ways are not longer together. I took another way, far away from you. Don't come in my life because there's no space for you. Emma was always the one, even before meeting her."

I walked out and slammed the door. I got in the car and return to the hospital. I entered and Richard was sitting next to Marie. He beckoned me with his eyes, pointing to Emma's room. I put my hands in my pockets and nodded. Walk to the door and take a deep breath before entering.

I went in and saw her asleep. I sketched half smile when I saw her so quiet. I approached her and sat on a chair beside the bed. I took her hand in my hands. I kissed her forehead. The room was silent except for the "beep-beep" of the machines connected to Emma by a thin wire.

"I promise that I will take care of you better next time." I whispered.

The days passed and Emma's health did not improve, quite the opposite. That day I was in the waiting room sunk in my seat while my mother tried to cheer me up.

"Mom... I don't want anything to happen to her. It took me years to find her, to find my happiness and now her life is in danger." I said almost without voice.

"Honey, don't say that. She will be fine."

"And if she doesn’t? Mom I really can't live without her, it hurts...

She saw me sketching and half smile. I knew that she did not like see me like this and She would do anything to change the face I had. I loved her for that, but now there was nothing anyone could do to cheer me up... Except heal Emma miraculously. Derek left the room with his hand on the forehead and frowning. His lips were tight and staring. I stood up and walked towards him.

"And...? What happened?"

"She needs a blood transfusion." He whispered, pain reflected in his eyes. 

A transfusion was not that bad...

"And what's the problem?" I asked biting my nails. 

"No one of our family is her blood type... Dad is searching for someone that can donate her blood... We have to find someone now! Before it’s too late." He turned to look at her room.

"What is her blood type?" I asked in all the confusion that was my thoughts. 

"B+." He said coldly.

I sigh, I'm not B+.

"I will do it." A voice behind us said.

I turned around and saw my mom standing there. I opened my eyes.

"Really?" Derek asked incredulously.

She only nodded. I was standing there in shock. Derek took her by the wrist softly and guides her to the doctor. I dropped heavily into the chair. I run my hands through my hair.

"Thanks mom." I whispered.

A few hours later I was sitting with my mother, one of my arms around her. At first she had felt a little dizzy, but now it felt good. Derek was talking with Mark, Emma's father. They didn't stop saying thank you to mi mother, like me.

"Honey, you have to be more positive." She whispered.

I smiled and kissed her forehead. Now we have to wait, wait that everything ends fine. Wait that she will be okay. Wait to hold her in my arms once again. Wait Emma to be okay.

Richard takes my mother home and I stayed there in the waiting room with Derek, Mark and Marie. I was tired, frustrated. I felt helpless. I wanted to make her feel better, but all I could do was sit here as I watched the clock hands moved and the ticking was making me feel more overwhelmed. My eyes were closing slowly, to immerse myself in the darkness of my sleep...

I shifted uncomfortably in my chair and opened my eyes slowly. I blinked a few times getting used to the light. I noticed a slight stretch and yawn. The door of Emma's room was open. She stared at me with her blue-green eyes. I smiled and walked towards her. When I arrived I kneel beside the bed and took her hand in mine. I gave her a kiss on the forehead. She put her hand on my cheek.

"Why that face?" She asked in a whisper.

I don't answer; I only stare at her beautiful eyes. She gave me a little kiss on the lips.

"I want to talk to you mother... Tom told me." she responded to me question no formulated.

I nodded.

Emma's P.O.V.

Anne and I were alone other hospital room. The two of us without saying a single word. 

"Why did you do it?" I asked her.

She only smiled and a sparkle appeared in her eyes.

"Honey, I would do anything for Gemma or Harry. You should have seen he." said she giving a chuckle. "He looked like a lost soul shuffling down the hospital and sunk in the last chair of the waiting room."

I giggle.

"Thanks." I said looking at her yes.

"No, thank you for making Harry happy. Just keep doing what you do until now." She smiled and I nodded.

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