I remember waking up to him each morning. His feathery light brown hair, his straight pearly whites, his mouth sightly open. When he wakes up its even better,his eyes flutter open, their color. A crystal blue, reflects a glare, so full of love and life. But unfortanley, that was before the accident. Now when I wake up to him, he's in bed, machines hooked into every inch of skin you can see. He's beautiful hair turned dull and oily. His mouth never opens, it has a huge white tube pushing down pulses of air into his weak lungs. I never see those eye anymore, there shut in his deep slumber, sometimes i wonder of what he is thinking of, but yet, He's doomed.
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The Forgotten Life (Larry Stylinson) (Zarry) (Zarriam Trinagle)
FanfictionLife is falling apart for Harry, Louis in a coma and he has no control over his emotions anymore. Will he move on or be faithful to Louis?