Three days later from the electrical accident I woke up. It had just happened as it would if I woke up from a nap. Harry wont leave my side but he wont talk to me either, making his presence awkward and uncomfortable.
Beth stayed with me as well. When Harry had left me alone to use the bathroom she told me that Alex had gone to Harry and told him what happened. The thing was I felt like I needed to talk to Alex. To make sure he’s okay, that he doesn’t feel guilty for what he caused because I’m fine now.
They let me go home two days after I woke up which leads me to now, in bed, snuggled between Harry and Beth. Beth and I chatted about everything there was to hear. From her med school to soccer to her and Liam and my bakery. We silently agreed not to juggle the topic of what Harry and I were at the moment because I frankly had no idea.
By the time the sun fell, Beth headed out of my balcony to go to Liam’s for the night, leaving Harry and I to our own devices. I hugged her goodbye and locked the door behind her. I looked to Harry spread out on his back. He stared right back at me, glowing in the dim lighting. I bit my lip and walked back to the bed, the pain in my ribs dull. I sat on the edge and sighed.
"Why wont you talk to me?" I whispered and it was his turn to sigh. I found emotion well up into my eyes and start to spill over. Where did our fun and energetic love go?
I got into the covers as I sobbed quietly, his response nonexistent. I rolled onto my side away from him despite the sharp protest in my ribs. Why was he still here if he couldn’t even muster up a conversation.
A strong arm snaked around my waist and carefully tugged me back to his chest. His lips found my ear and he kissed the skin behind it. The rough skin of his thumb wiped away the last of my tears and his lips found my ear again. He sucked in a breath like he was going to finally say something but remained silent.
As I started to dose off, I couldn’t help but let out the words I wanted him to hear.
"I love you." I said and then I let sleep take me.
I’m a fucking idiot. That pretty much sums it all up. I didn’t trust her, she gets hit by a car running from fucking rapists, and then goes into a coma for a while. I cant speak to her. I’m too ashamed. It kills me to see her cry but whenever I try to say something, I freeze up and guilt washes over me.
She’s sleeping now and I bury my face in her hair. She had told me she loves me before she fell asleep and the raw emotion in her voice told me she meant it. How in the world can someone so pure and forgiving exist and, even better, be mine? I didnt notice the tears dripping down my cheeks until they began to wrack my chest. I sobbed quietly into her hair.
"H-harry?" She mumbled beneath me. She turned in my arms and grasped my face in her hands, concern clouded her eyes. She shushed me and wiped away the forever coming tears.
"I love you." I cried and dropped my head. "I’m so sorry. And I love you."
"Harry listen to me!" her voiced cracked and she sniffed. "I’m ok. I will be for the rest of my life as long as you keep talking to me. Dont…dont leave me to my own thoughts. I-I love you too. Forever."
"Over the moon and back." I confirmed and she smiled at me.
I was back to school in just a couple days, the only thing bothering me was my ribs. But with the help of lots of ibuprofen, it was manageable. I watched the boys practice from the sideline, sad that I couldn’t join them. Alex missed every shot the rest of my team took, showing his mind was else where.
Coach blew his whistle and the boys made their way to the locker room. Well all but Alex who stayed in the goal with his head hung. Making my way towards him, I tried to gather my thoughts on what to say to him. A part of me was worried Harry would show up and see me talking to him. The rest of me didnt care.
"Alex?" I asked quietly and his head shot up.
"No Alex. You listen." I spoke softly and confusion glossed his eyes. "I’m alive. I’m breathing. I am okay. I’m sorry I cant reciprocate your feelings but I love Harry with my entire heart and I truly believe he is the one for me. I love you as well, Alex. But not in the way you want."
"I’m sorry." he shrugged, but he saw I had forgiven him and a smile snuck it’s way onto his lips.
"Hey, no harm no foul!" I joked and he nodded with a laugh. "C’mon Alex, go get dressed. You stink."
"So this is it!" I said to Beth as I opened the front door to my bakery.
"Rosie! This is incredible!" Beth sighed as she ran her hand over the marble counter tops.
"Can you imagine? This entire display case filled with the good I have created! It’s going to be crazy!"
"Are you hiring?" She asked and looked down. I frowned. I hadn’t really ever thought of that.
"i want to move here to be with you and Liam but I’m going to need a job so I can finish med school here."
"Beth, you don’t even have to ask. Of course you can work here with me!" She grinned and hugged me. Things were really starting to piece themselves back together and that made me extremely happy. I had Harry, Beth, my bakery, and my life.