DARK

53. I won't give up.

I won't give up - Jason Mraz

*JESSIE'S POV*

I open my eyes slowly, am I dead ? I looked around and see blurred figures, I rub my eyes. I try and sit up, but pain in my hips stops me. "Whoa, slow down there," said a voice. I look up and a doctor is stood over me. "Where am I ?" asked. "Hospital, do you remember what happened last night ?" he asked, I think back and remember the blaze, the plan the boys had, Calum hurting me ... Harry. "Where is the boy I came with ?!" I panicked, "lets just talk about you," he tried to calm me down. "NO! I need to see him," I protest.

The doctor sighs, "you can see him in a little while, he is in surgery ... but you have some visitors," he told me, leaving the room. I sighed in defeat, I could barely move so there was no running away. The door opened and Zayn and Louis walked in. They came in slowly looking at me. "How are you feeling ?" Louis asked, sitting one side of me while Zayn at the other. "Like shit," I told them. "Who did this too you ?" Zayn asked, I looked up at his dark eyes. "I don't remember them, I didn't see," I told him. "Have you seen Harry ? Is he okay ?" I pondered, Zayn's fist clenched. He suddenly got tense, "yeah we have ... he isn't in a good state Jessie," Louis told me, "yeah he might die " Zayn spat, standing up and walking out.

I looked over at Louis, "don't ask me," Louis told me. "Well do you know ?" I asked anyway, "he is jealous," Louis confirmed, "of Harry ? Why ?" I asked, "because, last night you two were together and he was there when they found the two of you ... and you were in his arms, he hated it," he told me, guilt swept over me. "I didn't mean to," I whisper, "I know you didn't but Zayn doesn't know that," he told me, "look do you still Love Zayn ?" Louis asked, "of course I do," I told him, "well, Zayn loves you and he thinks you like Harry," he told me, "do you ?" he asked, "like Harry ?" he continued. "Er... " I was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Niall !" I smile, he comes over and give a light hug. "We can talk about it later," Louis whispered, I nodded. There was no way I was going to have this conversation. "How you feeling ?" Niall asked, "I have been better," I told him, he laughed. "Do you want to go and see Harry ? He is back from surgery and they want to wake him up ... he would want to see you first," Niall said, I smile, "yeah I would love that," I smile. "Here get in the wheel chair," Louis told me, "if you haven't noticed, I can't move myself," I commented, Niall and Louis lifted me up to the chair, chuckling.

The door opened, "you guys ready ?" it was Zayn. "You're coming ?" he asked me, I nod and force a smile, only to see him advert his eyes and hold the door, while Louis pushes me out. We go down the corridor. We get to a room and walk inside. Harry is lay there, with wire connected to him, linked up to a heart moniker, I can't help but think that this is all my fault. We all go and stand around his bed, I got help to make me sit on the bed with him. Zayn is stood with his side to me, Niall behind me, Louis at the bottom of the bed, and Liam at the other side.

"Shall we wake him ?" the doctor asks, we all nod. The needle to wake him is injected and we have to sit and wait. I looked up at Zayn, I know he is worried for his friend, hurt by me and jealous. I see his hand and I grab it with mine. I intertwine our fingers, and he doesn't stop it. I smile at him and he give a crooked smile back. I also grab Harry's hand, so I am holding both. Zayn doesn't seem to mind, as long as he is touching me as well.

We wait and wait. Then his hand started to twitch. His eyes flutter open and he smiles at us. We all sigh in relief even Zayn. I smile, he looks down at his hand and sees me holding it. "Jessie," he smiled, I grin back. I let go on both hands and lean in slowly to hug Harry, I wince slightly in my own pain but I don't care, Harry is alright. "Don't you ever hurt yourself trying to save me again," I whisper in his ear as we hug. "No promises," he laughed. I smile and sit back. I am helped back into my chair.