Rambling: Thanks to everyone following my story, and thanks to tigpop, EmmaJ1996 and gem.S for reviewing! Hope you enjoy! And I'm sorry it took so long.
*Nikki's point of view*
It's so dark. My body feels like lead right now. What on earth happened? We were having drinks at the club for Harry's birthday. I probably got completely hammered and passed out. Geez…I feel so heavy. I can't even lift my eyelids. I can hardly even hear my own thoughts. My head is filled with all this white noise.
"Will she be alright?" That's Harry's voice. I can't make out anything else, but that's definitely Harry's worried tones. Oh, Harry, you angel! I could kiss you right now. That is if I could lift my head and open my eyes.
*Harry's point of view*
God, I hope she's ok. It all happened so fast. One minute, we're drinking at the bar, the next I'm trying to save her life. I just hope I did enough. I just panicked! There was so much blood! She was so scared. Her face was pale and her eyes were wide and unfocused.
Ah! Here comes the doctor.
"Will she be alright?" Please say yes.
"She should be fine. We'll assess her when she's awake, but she should be able to go home in the next couple of days."
Thank Christ for that. Niks, you get me so worried sometimes…
"Hmmmm, Har-ry?"
"NIKS!" Oops! Probably shouldn't yell so loud in a hospital… "How are you feeling Nik?"
"Umm, heavy."
"What…?"
"My body's all stiff and heavy. What happened Harry? I remember going to the club. An-And I remember Leo getting in the cab and we were waiting outside, and…then nothing. Why can't I remember Harry?"
Tears are streaming down her face. Please don't cry, I hate it when you cry. Why did I let this happen to her? Why didn't I do something when I had the chance?
"Shhh, don't worry Nikki. You probably just had too much to drink. You were randomly assaulted in the street after getting completely stoned after all."
"So why can you remember?"
So typical of Nikki. Just giggling it off with a joke. I do hope she'll be ok though. I mean, I probably wouldn't be able to cope. I wasn't even the one who was stabbed, and I'm freaking out in my head about it.
*Still Harry's point of view*
It's been three days; Nikki should be discharged today hopefully. But she still looks pretty rough… Whenever I've been in to see her, she's been sleeping. I've been so worried about her. Maybe it would be better if she stayed with me to recuperate for a while. It might help me put my mind at rest as well.
Maybe.
Once again. Walking through the big, white surgical doors to the ward. Hopefully, today will be the last time I have to walk through them for a while. They're just so daunting. Almost 100 foot high, and screaming out in pain. I want to take Nikki out as soon as possible. Might give me a piece of mind.
"Nik?" She's probably sleeping again…
Well sleeping with her eyes open. She's staring at the ceiling. She's probably just bored. Or tired. Or both.
"Nik?"
"Oh! Harry! You're here! I was just wandering when you'd get here."
"Calm down Nikki! Look, as long as the doctor clears it, you can go home today. But I have a proposal for you. Why don't you stay with me for a few days, so that I can make sure you're okay. Hmm, does that sound good?"
Wow. I really sound patronising, don't I? Almost like talking to a child. But she's just so fragile…
"Umm, I suppose Harry, if you don't mind that is."
"I was the one who proposed it, so no I don't mind."
"Thank you Harry!" Her lips are so warm on my cheek. And so soft, just like the cotton wool my mum used to wipe my cheeks with when I was a wee lad.
