Breathing

Chapter 77

"Ed? Is he ok?" He was more awake now seeming alarmed at the mention of Ed's name.

"Yea. A concussion but overall ok" I smiled. He seemed to relax with this new information. He looked around until his eyes stopped on his leg.

"I'm gonna kill Niall"

"Yea I told him that wasn't a good idea but he insisted it would make you feel better"

"Get them off!"

"I don't know little bro. I think the stickers make you look bad ass " Gemma muffled a laugh.

Harry's left leg was wrapped from mid thigh to mid calf. A black brace over the bandages prevented him from bending it. The surgery to repair his nearly crushed knee was successful and he had a fracture just below it as well. However graduation was only a couple weeks a way and he would be crossing the stage on crutches if at all. His main concern at the moment was the fact that Niall had decorated his brace in Justin Bieber stickers.

"I swear I'm gonna kick his ass" Harry whined.

"Hey he took the time to strategically place those stickers in places you can't reach without bending your leg" I muffled a laugh.

"It's not funny. What about my face? Did I get a new nose? Do I look like a Kardashian now?" He reached up touching the bandage covering the middle of his face.

"Would that be a good thing or a bad thing?" I laughed.

"I haven't decided just let me see" I picked up the small mirror laying on his night stand. He held it up cringing at his bruised face. "I look like Bane"

"You mean Bruce? He's a Jenner not a-"

"No Bane from Batman" he shook his head.

"You sound like him too" Gemma laughed.

"Get out"

"Hey be nice. I'll be playing nurse while Charlie's in class"

"I'd rather fend for myself" he huffed.

"Remember that" she rolled her eyes.

A low knock was heard before the door opened. I expected to see the nurse but Harry's dad stepped in. He wasn't alone though. My eyes felt like they would pop out of my head.

"Mum?" Harry sounded like he didn't believe it himself.

"Harry honey are you ok?" She rushed over wrapping her arms around him as best she could. He attempted to do the same but he was still a bit weak from the accident.

"Mum what are you doing here?" Harry spoke quietly.

"Your dad flew me out. They didn't know if you were going to be ok or not. He wanted to make sure I was here"

"They thought I was gonna die?" He looked to me.

"Harry you stopped breathing right before the ambulance arrived. The doctors had to do CPR twice. You've been out for almost 3 days. You wouldn't wake up after the surgery. They were concerned and told us you may not wake up at all"

"What? It's been 3 days?" He was shocked himself. Those were the longest 3 days of my life. Just sitting and waiting and checking then starting all over again.

"Sweetie why do you have Justin Bieber stickers all over your brace?"

"I can thank Niall for that" he attempted a small laugh.

"Does it hurt? How do you feel?"

"Like shit to be honest. Mum I can't believe you're here" he smiled.