Epilogue

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(Amanda's POV) 10.05 a.m.

I woke up on a bed.The room was pure white.I blinked in confusion.My vision cleared.Someone stared down at me.He wore a friendly smile."Hello,Amanda.Welcome back."

"What?"I asked in confusion."Who are you?Where am I?Where's Harry?"

The man stared at me."Who's Harry?"

"My boyfriend!Where is he?"

"But...oh.I'm sorry.You just woke up,you're confused.I understand."

"No no!"I started flailing,throwing my arms up and struggling.

"Miss,you've cut yourself in the bahroom.You lost a lot of blood and whoever this Harry is,he doesn't exist.You were in a coma for 4 years."I stopped struggling.Instead,I started crying.

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(Harry's POV) 10.05 a.m.

"You've been in a coma for 4 years because you were involved in an accident."The doctor explained.

"But...so Amanda isn't real?"

"I'm afraid not.You were dreaming of her.But that was all.It was just a dream,Harry."

If it was just a dream,why did I remember every detail so vividly?Why did I feel this connection with this Amanda?Who is she really?

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Harry shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans.He was discharged from the hospital.They let him go for a walk.Not much has changed in London.People are still waiting for Sherlock season 4.A new guy plays the Doctor in Doctor Who.Yet everything feels different.

He went to the library.He went over to the YA fiction section.He  was so distracted in finding a book that he bumped into a girl who was carrying a huge stack of books.A book nerd.

Her books toppled over and he apologized profusely.He bent down to help her with the books.As he handed her the copy of The Fault In Our Stars,he froze.Her brown,wavy hair spilled down her shoulders.Her big brown eyes stared back at him.She was about to say something when she snatched the books and walked hurriedly to the cashier.

He stood there at the aisle,not knowing whether he should pursue her or maybe he was wrong.He turned and ran out of the bookstore.She couldn't have gone far.He spotted her two blocks away.He dove in and out of the suddenly huge crowd of people.He reached her and he laid a hand on her shoulder.She jumped and turned around.Any words of surprise or anger died on her lips as she saw me."Quit following me!"She said.

"Amanda?"

"Look,mister.I don't know what you're trying to do but-"

"It's me.Harry?"Her face softened a little."Harry Styles?Or am I the only one with that coma dream?"

"No way!You woke up from a coma too?How many years?"

"Four years."

"Wait what day did you wake up?"

"10.05 a.m.Why?"

"I had a long dream about us."She said."Apparently,I died and came back to life because of my dad.And you were there.You were my lover."

"If you'd let me,can I still be the lover?"He said as he kissed her.She kissed him back and they stood there,kissing for what seemed like forever.When she finally pulled away,she said,"Let's go."

"Go where?"He asked.

"Anywhere,as long as you're with me."She said,grabbing his hand.They walked away,together,holding hands.Even if all of it was just a dream in a coma,she's here and he wouldn't even want to let go of her hand.Although it was all a dream,why can't they live happily together when they fell in love in a coma?

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