68 - Small things

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by dearharold

by dearharold

SMALL THINGS

With a heavy heart and a lump in my throat, I enter the small hospital room Harry lies in, for several weeks now. He has been in come ever since he was brought in here.

The first thing I lie my eyes on is not him. It's the monitor next to his bed to desperately make sure he is still okay. The line that shows his heart rate looks normal and I let out a sigh of relief. Then I look at my comatose boyfriend lying helplessly on the white bed. It looks like he is just sleeping but the hoses destroy that picture.

Slowly, I walk over to his bed to take place on the chair I have moved beside it. I could start crying every time I think back to the car accident, the reason he is in here in the first place.

A car accident may sound clicheé but only because they are so common, happen too often yet when they happen to us or to someone we love, we are completely caught off guard, are destroyed and hope for the best.

I smile weakly as I look at the bruised but still handsome boy that is my boyfriend.

"Hey baby." I say, my voice hoarse. My voice doesn't sound as firm as I intended it to sound.

Of course, Harry doesn't show any type of reaction to my words.

"I couldn't come by earlier. I'm sorry but you know my mother," I laugh dryly, "She wanted to know everything about your well-being. She is worried sick about you. She's been here a few time, do you remember? Probably not. You probably haven't even noticed but a lot of people came by to visit you. They are...We are all so worried."

I scoot closer to the bed. Harry's chest rises and sinks in a slow pace; a monotonous movement yet a one that relieves me every time I see it.

"I still blame myself for the state you are in right now," I whisper and close my eyes to prevent myself from crying, "I've been thinking a lot about this night and if I hadn't let you leave, you wouldn't have had to be here."

I sound choked. My voice is thick from the failed attempts of holding back my salty tears. Desperately, I reach out for his hand and squeeze it gently. It is warm, just like I remember.

To my surprise, the beeping gets quicker and when I look at the monitor next to his bed, I see his heart rate has quickened just by my simple touch. Something I have done many times before in the past few weeks and he never showed a reaction.

"Hey, Harry, can you hear me?" I say excited and my eyes glance at the monitor every now and then, "I really want you to wake up, Harry. I want to hear your voice, hear you say my name," I keep talking to him even though he can't respond at the moment, "...or just anything really. I miss your eyes, that expression they always held when you looked at me."

Tears roll down my cheeks as I continue torturing myself by reliving and remembering all the small things I have never noticed before they were taken from me.

I bring his hand up to my lips and place a soft kiss on the back of his hand. His heart beat quickens again and my heart makes a jump in my chest. I glance over at Harry's face and I swear the world stops turning for a second and I stop breathing.

Harry's eyes flutter open. They open and close, trying to adjust to the bright light in the small, white hospital room. Harry's mouth parts as he tries to suck in a breath through his mouth. His chest rises and sinks a bit faster than it has before. My grip around his hand gets a bit firmer but is still gentle enough so it won't hurt him.

"Harry." I whisper in disbelief.

He frowns, and then the frown disappears but then appears back on his face. Harry turns his head slightly, his eyes squinting at me before he realizes who I am. A soft expression appears in his eyes and something like a smile wants to form on his lips.

Harry looks at me the way I love so much, "Harry, oh my God, you're awake." I clutch my free hand in front of my mouth but don't let go of the hand that holds his. Harry returns a squeeze on our intertwined hands, albeit weakly.

"Hello love." Harry whispers and gives me a crooked smile.

i just really wanted to write one where harry is in coma