Second Chance

She would've made such a lovely bride, what a shame she's fucked in the head

Champagne Problems - Taylor Swift

                                        Harry

I was discharged a few days later and so happy to be heading home, the doctor told me that I need to take it easy for the next few weeks so my incision doesn't open up. Gemma and Matt decided to stay a bit longer to help us out.

I realized that I was still in a coma when we were supposed to get married and people who didn't know what was going on showed up to an empty ballroom with a note saying that the event was canceled. I know we're already technically married but it was still important to us to be able to celebrate with our friends and family. I don't want to bring it up to Sara though, she just lost her best friend and maid of honor.

She needs to heal.

We adjusted to our new normal and spent so much time with Natalie once we were home, I swear she grew in the days we were away and even learned some new words. Sara was present and doting, making sure I had anything I needed and that I wasn't in any pain.

As the weeks went by my activity increased, I was able to lift Natalie again and do everyday things that I took for granted. While I got better and took more charge in the house Sara kind of took a step back, I figured she was overwhelmed for so long that she deserved a break. She would find excuses to go out or go upstairs to take a nap or a long bath but the worst part?

She didn't touch or kiss me anymore.

"Harry?" Mum snaps me out of my thoughts, I'm sitting on the couch with Natalie while she watches peppa pig. Sara is upstairs still asleep, "can I show you something?" She asks and I nod before placing Natalie in her playpen.

Mum leads me out to the garage and opens a box Sara had bought downstairs last night, "did you know about this?" She asks as she opens it revealing empty wine and liquor bottles.

"What the hell?" I furrow my brows in confusion.

"I wasn't going to say anything but something didn't feel right," she adds as she produces a receipt from last week. She drank all of this in a week?

"How long do you think it's been going on?" I ask, how did I not notice this?

"I've just noticed a change in her for the last week maybe, she hasn't wanted to be alone with Natalie."she shrugs and I sigh.

"She's been through a lot lately but let's keep an eye on it."

"I'm worried about her Harry, she hasn't been the same since the shooting." Mum points out.

"I know," I agree sadly as Natalie begins to cry in the living room.

Another week goes by, I'm back to myself completely while Sara is shrinking more and more into herself. She's either up in our room, taking a long bath, sleeping or making excuses to leave the house alone. I took Natalie to lunch and asked Ian, Nathan and Ronnie to meet us. They were all concerned when I told them what was going on and agreed to help keep an eye on Sara while I figured out what was going on.

The next day Mum took Natalie for the weekend along with Gemma, Matt and Ollie to San Francisco allowing me to focus on Sara.

"Babe?" I knock on the bathroom door before entering, Sara is taking a bath and has a large glass of wine. She hums as response as I sit on the side of the tub.

"Mum took Natty for the weekend," I say as I slip my hand in the water and rub Sara's calf. "Let's go out to dinner, we haven't done that in a long while." She frowns as if she's going to say no but then takes a sip of wine.