Harry's POV

"Harry," he heard his mother's voice. What did he want now? He was trying to sleep. He tried to turn to lay on his stomach but his arm got caught. He slowly opened his eyes, closing them immediately, due to the blinding light.

"Harry, are you okay?" Of course he was okay. What was she talking about? He finally opened his eyes. His heart jumped, he wasn't home. He looked around to see a bunch of screen and monitors. All of his family was gathered around him.

"Uh," Harry began to speak. He reach up to touch his aching head and felt a gauge wrapped around his head. "What happened?" Harry said, his voice raspy.

"You were in a car accident," his mother touched his cheek. Everything suddenly flooded back, Karmina, the car accident.

"Where is Karmina?!" Harry screamed in panic. His heart began beating faster as the fear spread through his body. He wanted her to be okay. He had no idea how to even live without her in his life.

"She just got out of surgery. The baby is fine, but she," Harry's mother began.

"What?! What is it?!" Harry screamed pulling all the hooks out of his arm. The blood immediately seeping out of his arm, from where the IV was.

"Harry, stop! She hasn't woken up," his mother finally said.

"I don't care, I'm going to see her," the tears falling down his eyes. He stumbled off his hospital bed.

"Stop this Harry!" His mother panicked. Little drops of blood splashing against the cold white hospital floors. Before Harry could make it out of the door a team of doctors and nurses pulled him back in.

"Please, I just want to see her! I want to see her!" Harry cried, before something poked him and he passed out.

Harry woke up a few hours later, he knew this because it was now dark outside. His mother stood by his side, she was talking to someone one the phone. Probably his management, they were going to be pissed when they found out about Karmina. Karmina, he wanted to see her. He tugged on his mother's arm so she turned around to see him and smiled. She gave him a hug.

"You can't run off again Harry. You can see Karmina as soon as the doctor says so. Just sit patiently," his mother ordered and Harry knew better than to argue.

After waiting for a few minutes the doctor said he was okay to go see her but they still wanted to keep him for twenty four hours for observation. Harry dragged his IV with him down the hall as his mother closely followed. He was surprised that they had to take the elevator to where she was but didn't think much of it. Harry's fear increased when he realized they were in the intensive care unit.

Harry slowly walked into her room, the lighting was dim against the pale white walls. There she lay on the hospital bed, her arms at her sides. Multiple machines mounted around her. To the eye she appeared fine, just as if she were asleep. His sleeping beauty she was. She had a few bruises, but she still managed to look stunning in a hospital gown. She had a rare beauty, that could only be summed up in one word. Natural.
Harry stood by her side, taking her small cold hand in his large palm. He then reached up to touch her cheek, the machines beeping in the background. A nurse then walked in and began looking at the paper the machine was printing out.

"Everything okay?" Harry asked her.

"Yes, everything is fine. There was just a slight rise in her heart rate. I think she knows you're here," the nurse smiled and then opened the drapes so light cane flooding in. Harry smiled, he only wanted her to be okay. He sat on the bed beside her.

"Is she going to wake up?" Harry asked his heart full of hope.

"We don't know. She is perfectly fine so we don't know why she isn't waking up." The nurse continued to move around the machines. Harry put a hand on her flat stomach, puzzled. Where was Karry? He panicked and look at the nurse.

"Would you like to meet your daughter, Mr.Styles?"

Notes

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