Patricia POV.
It's three days since Louis woke up and I have been with him every day, every hour, even slept there, at the hospital. The nurse who was comforting me when we first got here gave me a bed so I could be with him all time except from when I was in the cafeteria. And the weird thing is, he don't seem to have anything against it. Actually, it looks like he really enjoy spending time with me. But he could just nice too, I don't know. We laugh and talk all the time and when we don't have anything to say, we sing, and he really have a beautiful voice.
Right now we lay in each others bed and just talk, like we have known each other much longer than we really have.
“Patricia?” He suddenly say with a serious face.
“Yeah?” I look worried at him, why is he so serious now, 2 seconds ago he was laughing his lungs out.
“Why are you here with me all day? You known me for like, three days, aren't your family worried about you?”
I just look down, why did he mention my family? He has been the only one who have ever made me forget... a tear escapes my eye.
“Patricia?” he say and look at me with a deep look.
I take a deep breath before I manage to say:
“I don't really have a family anymore.”
“What? No family?”
“Nope, just my best friend who I just moved in to, actually the day you saved me, it was my first day here.” I say and look him in the eyes, faking a smile.
“I don't really und-” but I cut him off.
“It's a long story.”
“Well, I have plenty of time, it's not like I'm getting out of here in the first place, is it?” He said tapping his hand on his bedside, signalling me to come over to him. I do as told and sit beside him, now we're sitting really close to each other and I can feel this weird feeling inside of me.
I turn against him bite my lip.
“It all started with me, my mum, my dad and my cousin, Haley in the car. We were on our way home from my auntie, my Haleys mother. We were basically just visiting them but though it would be great if my Haley came home with us, spending some time with me so we could catch up, you know, haven't seen her in months.” I take a break from the talking and look down at my hands before seeking his eyes again.
“Bad idea.” I can see he feels a bit sorry for me, and he haven't heard the worst part yet.
“To come home we need to drive in a forest and you know, bad weather, dark night, forest. It shouldn't be hard to guess what's coming next.” I break the eye contact and another tear escapes my eye. I try to calm myself down and take a lot of deep breaths. It's my thing, when I'm trying not to cry I just breath deeply, but I'm not the only one who does that, am I?
“Car crash” he say and I look at him and nodded. I can't hold it anymore and I start to cry, like a lot. I probably look like a crying baby, but who wouldn't have cried for this?
Before I do anything else, he wraps his arms around me and hug me tightly, I cry into his chest, breathing in his cent.
“It's going to be okay.”
“How can this possibly be okay?!” I say, pulling out of the hug and look him in the eyes. Not that I can see much though, my eyes are filled with tears and everything is blurry.
“Haley's in coma, and that's basically my fault, my family is dead and I have no one, except from my best friend!” I almost yelled, how can he say that it's going to be okay?!
