It took 6 hours for them too finally bring her out of the theatre. One of the nurses came straight up too me.

"Are you her brother?" The woman nurse asked me. Lola and I looked hardly anything a like, so that was a bit of a stupid question.

"Um no. I'm her boyfriend, but her dad is here." I was speaking apologetically and kindly at the same time. The nurse nodded, looking slightly embarrassed.

"I know you don't want too leave her right now but could you go and get her father for me please? I'll be waiting in the ward just upstairs, outside Lola's room." The nurse tapped my shoulder then ran too catch up with the others. I decided to act fast, sprinting towards the canteen. Lola's dad was just standing up.

"She's out of theatre! Come on, she's upstairs." I shouted at them, both of them tried to match my speed. I couldn't help myself. I was pretty much extatic that I'd finally be able too see her. Even if she was in such a fragile state. I took the stairs up, lifts were just too slow for me. All three of us were puffing and panting when we made it too the nurse.

"So what's going on? Is she ok?" Lola's dad was first to say anything to the nurse. The nurse was taken by surprise a little.

"Lola seems stable at this moment. We had to do surgery on her due too multiple broken ribs and partially blocked airways. We've managed to get her breathing flow back to normal. We can't check for brain damage just yet, to soon after surgery. However, she might wake up from the coma. There's still a sixty percent chance that she will not. I'm sorry, the surgery took a lot out of her." The nurse was very apologetic. Lola's dad didn't spend any time waiting around, he burst in through her ward door. She was in her own room, she had too be. He was leaning over her, stroking her hair. He kept repeating the words, 'My baby girl, wake up. Please.' Heartbreaking to encounter. This man was crushed, that was obvious. First losing his wife, then marrying a syco without realising, too possibly losing his daughter. This man was really going through so much crap. I'd never took time to analyze it properly. I'd never felt so sympathetic towards anybody before in my life. We were both pretty much feeling the same pain though. I think he could tell that also. I was at the other side of Lola, dragging the chair closer to her bed. I plotted my bottom on it. Genetly squeezing her hand, I kissed it softly. I couldn't truly believe just how weak she was. I looked towards her dad, anger was just taking over him. I couldn't blame him either. I was angry with that syco as well. Without warning, he lost control. Kicking the chair that was behind him over, he yelled. No words spoken, he just roared. I felt like doing the same but I wanted to stay calm. I had too. Her destroyed dad left the room, running down the corridor.

"Best to leave him too it." Sanne spoke out loud slowly. She pulled the seat up too Lola's bed, flopping down onto it. "She's a pretty girl, something I hadn't noticed before. Finally you chose someone who isn't a fugly slut." She wasn't even joking. I couldn't do with her constant blabber right now.

"Sanne, do me a favour?" I asked her.

"Which would be...?" She replied quickly.

"Be quiet for a while. No offence, I just really need peace and quiet right now." I looked right into her eyes and she simply nodded. She turned slightly downhearted but what else could I do? I wasn't up for talking to anyone. If she was constantly going on and on, I wouldn't be able to focus properly.

"Ok then. I'm gunna go get a coffee." She tried giving a sweet little smile, but I'd hurt her feelings. I'd never meant to but I was upset and angry. I nodded, trying to smile back. It was me and Lola alone now. I wanted to talk to her but I didn't think she could hear. Actually, the nurse had explained she couldn't. I'd still say something anyway. This would be difficult but I had too say it.

"I don't care if you can't hear this... I'll say it anyway. Out of all the people on this planet, I chose you. I chose you because you are just incredible. You mean more too me than anything in the entire universe. When you came into my life you turned it around. That's the reason I can never stop loving you. Along with the many other's I can think of. You need to wake up. Don't leave me... Your dad. I love you." I meant every word I'd said. My voice was incredibly shaky but I couldn't control it. I moved my lips down too her cheek and planted a delicate kiss on her cheek.

Lola's P.O.V (thinking)

I feel like I'm in one big bubble, like I'm zoned out of the world. I can't hear or feel anything. I tried to think things over that Harry's said to me in the past and recite them over and over again. In an attempt to wake myself up but everytime I tried to move. I couldn't. Every part of me felt stiff. To know there was nothing I could do about it, made me try even harder. At times it made me feel wearier than I already was. To find out that everytime I tried just wasn't worth it, made me feel so much worse. I wanted to just fade away, too stop trying. Then I kept remembering the people in my life I just couldn't leave behind. I'd wake up, even if it was going to kill me just trying too...

Harry's P.O.V

I'd sat around for so long. Just waiting for her beautiful eyes to flicker open. I could tell it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. I rested my head in my hands and the heart rate monitor bleeped. I flung my head up, looking towards it. That's when the alarms started ringing around the room. "LOLA! NO!" I screamed. I ended up being forced out the room. I was outside having a mental breakdown for about five minutes. Then there was hope, I stood up. The heart rate monitor was back to normal again. I barged back in the room, tears still streaming down my face. "Is she ok? Will she be ok?" I started shaking on eof the nurses. She was shocked by my outburst.

"She should be fine now." The nurse gave me the reassurance smile. The best I'd seen in a long time. I started to build my hopes up more for her walking up now. Surely a professional saying she was fine, meant it? I squeezed her hand, I forgot how delicate she was. Then I moved on too kissing her on the lips. I may have got carried away with happiness. It was impossible not too. They'd managed to save her life and I couldn't thank them enough for it. Sanne and Lola's dad came in through the door looking more worried than I'd ever seen them before. I watched them relax as they caught sight of heart rate monitor still at the same level it was when they left the room. Even if it had changed when they left the room. Hopefully, they hadn't found out about it. Which I doubted...