Chapter 31

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Harry's POV

I couldn’t believe it. He was asking me to do something that is completely impossible! If I leave then my concentration would be even worse since because I wouldn't seeing her at all. How does he think that not being with Jess could possibly make things better for me to focus on my carrier in singing? How would that help?

It sure as hell wouldn't. At all.

Not to mention, if Jess were to wake up and I wasn’t there for her to wake up to? And what if something happened to her? Where would I be during all of this?

Not with her, If Simon has his way.

I refuse to let him keep me from seeing Jess.

Maybe if I sleep on it I'll come up with something. If I think about this too much I’ll literally go crazy and end up in this blasted hospital myself! But I would demand to be next to Jess. I would have to put up with the hospital food, but if it's for Jess, it's fine with me.

Okay, now you’re just off track Harry.

Sleep.

But..

No. Sleep.

Okay, sleep.

Am i seriously having a conversation with myself?

Maybe i will go crazy..

I walked over to Jessie’s side and brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face and stroked her cheek. Smiling to myself as I took in her beautiful face. I moved my face close to hers and whispered in her ear.

“I love you Jess.” I kissed her forehead lightly before I retreated back to my cot and layed down.

I tried my best to find an okay position in the uncomfortable "bed". Not possible. At all. It's more like a rock.

Finally, after just giving up, I slowly fell asleep, dreaming of the wonderful times that Jessie and I will hopefully have together. I know she will get through this, and when she does, I’ll be there right by her side. Ready to take on this crazy thing called life.

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“I’m going to leave this place Harry, Addie, once and for all, I’m tired of being hurt and tired of being out of control and not being able to save the ones I love.”

Wait, why am I saying this?

I see my self shake my head and step forward, “Jess.” Ihear myself say quietly, “I love you, please don’t do this, I can help you, but you have to let me in.”

“You can’t win against him Harry, I see that now. This is the only way to end this.”

Wait, that’s Jessie’s voice! But... Why am I the one talking, when I'm standing a few some feet away?

I/Jess turn around and face the ice under the bridge.

“Harry.” I yell. “He’s got Lily at my house, go there quickly, help her.” Tears start to fall down my face.

"Oh and Harry.” I, or Jess whatever you wanna call it, says and looks back at Harry, I mean me to add, “Never forget that I love you too.”

I push myself in Jessie’s body over the edge of the bridge's rail and plummet quickly towards the brick hard ice merely meters away. I see Jessie’s mother's face smiling at me and I smile back.

"No!” I hear myself as Harry say.

And that’s all I hear as I hit the surface of the frigged ice and hear a loud CRACK as everything turns black.

It’s too late, It always was.

Just a little too late...

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I sat up quickly as I awoke.

That nightmare? Again?

Yeah, but it wasn’t like it has been before.

I was in Jessie’s body or place when she jumped.. I was Jess. It was horrible... I felt everything she felt, I knew what she was thinking, I knew how terrified and hopeless she felt.

But why?

Was it supposed to mean something?

I didn’t give it much thought after that and tried to shove it into the back of my mind.

I took out my phone from my pocket and checked the time.

8:26 am. Well, guess that means no sleeping in. I swear, I'm not made for getting up this early.

I stuffed my phone back in my pocket and yawned, stretching out my arms and legs as I slid off of the cot. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and walked closer to Jessie’s bed.

She still lay there motionless, oblivious to the world around her. It’s almost as if she's a painting. Perfectly still. No chance of coming back to reality.

Woah, stop thinking like that Styles. She’s strong, she’ll get through this. I know for a fact she will wake up. She’ll spring up out of her trance like an energetic bunny and be with me again. Okay, maybe not the bunny part but one of these days, it will happen.

My stomach growled and I clutched it tightly to stop the dreadful noise. I going over the pros and cons of going downstairs to get some of the slop this hospital likes to pass as food for breakfast, when I heard the door swing open. I watched as Liam’s head popped in.

“Hey Haz,” He said as he opened the door fully. I watched in amusement as the rest of the boys pushed through the doorway and Liam shut the door quietly.

“Hey guys,” I smiled as they all grabbed a chair and sat around Jess.

Well, all but Lou. He decided to take up residence on my lap.

“We brought McDonald’s since, you know I wouldn't even eat the food here,” Niall said with a disgusted expression and handed me a bag. I thanked him and eagerly dug into the delicious and not-so-nutricious fried goodness.

“Has anything changed yet?” Louis asked looking over at Jess, hopeful but worried. I guess Simon told them...

“No Lou, nothing has happened yet," I sighed.

“Oh...okay..." he responded sadly.

The room went completely silent. Not awkward, just calm. We all just kind of stared at the ground unhappily, wondering if there wasa anything we could do. Life sucks. Have I mentioned that before? It makes me feel like screeching into a pillow. Yep.

“Well... Who's up for some TV?" Niall asked breaking the silence. When he turned it on, our favorite show was on. Another gosip show. Great.

“SO! On to more important news that I'm sure you Directioners would be stunned to hear! One Direction has been spending quite a bit of time in the hospital visting Harry Styles' "Mystery Girl" as I'm sure you've all heard about. And we also know that Simon Cowell is the band's manager, correct? Now, rumor has it that Simon is removing our heart throb, Harry Styles, for not focusing on the band. According to a reliable source, Simon complains that Harry needs to get his head out of the clouds, and that he obviously isn't very greatful to be in the band. Crazy right? So, do you believe these rumors? Let us know on our twitter what you think! This is Tori Ryan, and you're watching--"

The woman's voice is cut off from someone accidentally turning the TV off. 

“What the bloddy hell?!” I yelled staring at the blank screen.

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