Chapter 20

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Chapter 20.

Brooke's POV

"Please Brooke wake up." I hear somebody say. I try to open my eyes but its just all black. What is even happening?

The last thing I remember is talking to Harry on the phone, while I was on my way to work. Why don't I remember more?

"Harry come on. You have to eat something, or at least go home and shower." Says another voice.

"No I'm not leaving this room before she wakes up." Harry says. "I won't leave her side." He says again.

"Harry you have been in this room for three days now. Just eat something. I'm sure Brooke won't like that you are starving yourself." Says that voice again. Is it Louis?

"I can't eat when it's my fault that she is here in the first place. I won't blame her if she hates me." Harry says. What is his fault, and why is it his fault? Why would I hate him?

"Harry, mate this isn't your fault. You wasn't that drunk driver who hit her. Then how could it be your fault? And I'm sure she wouldn't hate you for something you didn't do." Louis says.

"It's my fault because I called her and said she should hurry. If I hadn't called her, she wouldn't have been driving and then she wouldn't been hit." He explain.

So I was hit by a drunk driver. I try to open my eyes, but I can't. Then I try to move my hand.

I end up giving the hand in mine a squeeze. "Brooke? Are you awake?" Harry ask. I squeeze his hand again.

"Louis she squeezed my hand! Go find a doctor." He says excited. "Brooke, try to open your eyes. Please." He says.

I try to open them but I just can't. So I squeeze his hand again; cause I don't seem to can do anything else.

"Doctor she squeezed my hand three times!" Harry says excited to what I assume is the doctor.

"Okay, so I'm going to run some tests on her to see if she is awake. Have she done anything else?" A new voice says, I think that is the doctor.

"No, I asked her to open her eyes but she only squeezed my hand again." Harry tells him.

"Okay. Miss Davis if you can hear me squeeze the hand again." The doctor says. I do as told.

"She squeezed it!" Harry says loudly. "Good. Miss Davis try do something else. Try your legs." He says.

I try to curl my toes and it works. "Good, now try to open your eyes." He tells me.

I try to open my eyes again and again and again. Suddenly I see a bright light and then I adjust to the light and see I have opened my eyes.

"Well good morning miss Davis." A man in is 30ties smile at me. He must be the doctor.

"What happened?" I ask. I want to know it, you never know if I dreamed about Harry and Louis talking.

"You where hit by a drunk driver on the left side of your car, so you where lucky that it didn't hit your right side. You have only hurt your head and got a few scars." He smile at me.

"I just have to run some more tests now that you are awake and then you are good to go." He says and walk out the door.

As soon as he was out Harry rush over to me. "I'm so sorry Brooke. It's all my fault. Will you please forgive me?" He says really fast.

"Harry calm down, would you. This isn't your fault, except if you where that drunk driver?" I joke.

"No I wasn't, but if I hadn't called you the you wouldn't been hit." He say with guilt in his voice.

"Harry would you shut up. It isn't your fault." I say and lifts his head with my hand. "Come here." I mention him to move closer.

As soon as he is close enough I kiss him right on the lips. He immediately kiss back. We soon pull away.

"I missed your kisses so much." He chuckle. "I missed you so much." He says all seriously. I just smile at him.

"Honey! Your awake!" My dad exclaim as he burst through the door. He runs over to the opposite side of the bed as Harry sits on. He hug me and kisses my face over and over.

"How are you honey? Does it hurt anywhere? Do I need to find the doctor?" He asks. "Dad I'm fine, I promise." I say and hug him again.

"Where is mom?" I ask, she should be here too.

"She is signing the papers so you can get out of here. I know how much you hate hospitals." He says.

I have hated hospitals ever since that kidnapping. I was hospitalised after and they took many tests. So I just hated it since, it brings back to many memories.

"Thank you so much dad." I say. Then I remember Harry still are here. "Dad have you met Harry?" I say and point to him.

"Yeah I have kiddo. He is a great lad, he hasn't left your side since he came the first time." He tells me.

"Really?" I asks shocked. "Yeah and Katie told us that he ran out from a interview when he heard it." He says.

"Is it true Harry?" I ask him. He really did that for me. "Yeah I did." He says as he rub his neck and look down.

"Aww come here!" I hold my arms out for a hug. He hugs me gently and I hold on to him tight.

"Brooke, we can leave now." My mom say as she walks into the room. I pull away from Harry and he helps me out of the bed.

"I brought some of your clothes." She says and hand me a bag. I go to the bathroom to change.

When I'm done we leave.

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