Taylor POV
All I can see is black. I feel numb and can't move. Am I dead? Why is my hand wet? Wait. Who is talking.
"Harry you need to go home!"
"No! I-I can't leave her!"
"Mate it's been a week now. You need to do something other than sitting by her bed and crying."
"I'm sorry. I just can't leave her. What if something happens? I can't leave especially when-"
"Yeah yeah yeah. Fine. We are gonna head home for some new clothes. We'll being you some again."
"Thanks." After that I hear a door shut. Who are they? Well obviously one is Harry but who was the other? I recognize their voices but I don't know where. Ergh! this is so frustrating. But now I know I'm not dead! Why can't I moove! I don't like sitting still. Or usually anyways. But if its really been a week... God please let me move! I was just there daring at blackness when something right flashes in my eyes. "Who's there?!"
"Hello!" why won't they answer? All of a sudden a wave of pain hits me. And I hear a something. What's happening?
Harry POV
Liam leaves and I look at Taylor again. She still hasn't been getting any better. The doctors say she won't last much longer if she doesn't wake up in a week or so. I know she is slowly getting worse even though they don't say so. I'm not stupid. After 30 minutes of talking to Taylor like usual and crying a bit, her heart rate speeds up. I quickly call the doctor and nurses and they make me leave.
??????? POV
I smirk as I switch out the IV bags. If Taylor Swift doesn't die from this then she must be a superhuman or something. The doctors are seeing if she is gonna wake up and all the crap so this goes by unnoticed. 10 minutes later we hear a flat beeping noise. Taylor Swift. Is dead.
Harry POV
No. She can't be dead. I rush her room to see her. No. I run out and get in my car. I drive as fast as possible, without receiving a ticket, and go to their flat. They are all living at Liam's right now because of Taylor and everything. "Boys it's Taylor. She's dead."
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