The mentally brave ( Editing)

When I wake up the room is dark. I try and sit up but my head is heavy and the room spins.
After I am able to steady my vision I look to my right. There is someone lying in the bed next to mine.
Everything comes rushing back to me. Harry getting stabbed. Bleeding out, losing consciousness. I check my hand. The bracelet is back on. Once again I try sitting up, this time I move slowly. I feel a little dizzy but I push through it. I inch out of bed and creep over to my right. I lean over him. His eyes are closed, the lashes lay on the soft skin under his eyes, and his curls fall slightly over his left eye. I swipe them back gently, brush them a few moments, feeling the tenderness of his hair slid through my fingers. He seemed so peaceful in this bed. I look sideways and spot a chair by the window. I move it over to where I was standing over him. I sit down and bring my knees up to my chest, leaning back to him, my fingers finding his curls once more.
I sigh. Harry always seemed to me so strong as if nothing bad could ever happen to him. I then reach down to check upon his injury. There is a white bandage covering his side. Since he blocks out pain he doesn't need any pain medicine, which leaves his arms clear of needles. I let the duvet fall back over him. I take his hand between my own. His hand is so much bigger than mine, that even with both hands I can't cover the whole of it.
I trace small circles with my thumb on his skin.
At some point I must have fallen back to sleep, when I wake there is a thick blanket draped over me. One hand of mine still holding on to Harry's as my head rested on the pillow next to his. He is still sleeping.
"Good morning"
I look up to find Dr. Cowell standing by the window.
"How long did I sleep for?" I rub at my eyes, chasing away the sleep.
"I found you asleep like that over an hour ago" He moves over, closer to Harry's bed. But he doesn't reach out to touch him.
"You are here for over an hour? Why didn't you wake me?" I touch Harry's cheek and look up at the doctor.
"You seemed too peaceful, I didn't have the heart to wake you". I noted to myself that he must have been the one to cover me.
"How is he?" I ask touching Harry's curls.
"Not good" The doctor sighed.
"But I healed him haven't I?" my eyes shift back to him.
"You gave him some more time, yes" He nodded.
"What do you mean some more time? He is alive- he's breathing- he'll get better" I keep my voice low so I don't disturb Harry, but we both hear the despair in it.
"You didn't heal him, you past out before you had the chance" He reached out his hand to touch Harry, but pulls back having a change of heart.
"So- I can heal him again" I touch the skin of Harry's neck looking for the key.
"It isn't there"
"Where is it then? Take this off" I demand, holding up the wrist with the bracelet.
"Lizzie, if you try to use your powers again you will die, Harry would never forgive me or the others if that happened" The doctors jaw is set in a way that I know it is no use arguing with him, but I can't help it.
"You're picking me over your son" I accuse him with my tone.
"No- I'm choosing to give you both a fair chance to life"
"How is that possible if you won't let me heal him? I don't understand what is wrong with him? He will heal and everything will go back to normal".
"He has blood poison, from the blade that was used on him" Dr. cowell informed me.
"What? Is he being treated for it?" my eyes go wide, and my breathe catches at my throat.
"We tried, but Harry is different, his abilities make his body work different than ours, there is nothing my medicine can do for him.. I'm afraid"
"What do you mean? That isn't good enough! You must go think of something else" I raise my voice. panic taking over. Harry cannot have blood poison, he cannot die on me. I need him- we all do. Harry steers in his sleep, and I touch his face. He can't feel the pain. He can't feel it- that is what I keep telling myself.
"There is something else- this is where you come in" The doctor stays calm.
"How so?" I ask
"We wanted you to try and heal him again but after a few tests Stan said you won't make it through another healing... But you gave Harry enough time for us to try and fix you, make you better so you could heal him to recovery" The doctor handed me a Kleenex. I hadn't noticed I was crying until he did.
"So what are we waiting for? Let's move before it will be too late" I wipe at my tears, taking in once again Harry's sleeping face.
"We waited for you to wake" He started towards the door, holding it open for me.
"Wait, I don't want him left alone" I say.
"He will be safe" The doctor guarantees me.
"I want- I want Lou and Ed to stay here while I'm gone- I want both of them here at all times" I wanted Ed, if something goes wrong, and Lou for her compassion.
"As you wish" He takes a phone out of his pocket.
A few moments later Ed comes in.
"Take care of him, make sure he is safe, and comfortable" I brush at Harry's curls again before I leave, having a hard time pulling away from him, I trace my fingers down his check, leaning in and kissing his tender skin softly.
"Don't worry love, nothing will happen to him, he'll be here when you'll get back" Lou said from the door way, Lux holding on to her hand.
"Hi baby" I kneel down next to her, pulling her in for a huge and kissing the top of her head "Help mummy take care of uncle Harry" I smile at her. She offers me a smile nodding her head in a promise to me. "Thanks Lou" I hug her.
I leave the room after the doctor.
"Liz wait up" I turn to see Niall running in our direction "I came to keep you company" He said. His voice was serious and his eyes a dark blue. I take his arm, linking it with mine as we make our way to Stan.
"Welcome" Stan is standing at the door, Liam sitting by the desk inside.
We walk in and I find a bed with straps.
"What would you need the straps for?" I am suspicious of them, never learning to trust the company.
"To make sure you don't move while the fix is being done" Stan grinned at me.
I found it funny, the way he called it a fix. I am in need of fixing, where in the outside world I am normal.
Niall walks with me over to the bed and helps me lie down. Then he and Liam strapped me in gently. It helped having them do it and not someone else.
"Lizzie, I will inject you with this serum. It will make you sleep, then you'll be injected with this" Stan picks up another needle. "This will make the glitch in your head light up on the computer- you'll be attached to it by these things" He picked up electrodes. You have any questions?"
"No- just get it on with, Harry doesn't have much time" I say pushing my fear away, Harry is more important than my selfish fear of needles.
I feel the prick of the first needle. My sight getting blurry and then it all goes dark.


When I open my eyes, Perrie and Eleanor are by my side. I am not in Stan's office, but a room. I look to my right, but this is a single bedroom, Harry is not here with me.
"Did it work?" I ask them.
"We hope so" Perrie smiled "How are you feeling?"
"I will feel a whole lot better once Harry wakes up" I sit up. I notice I'm attached to all of these tubes. I squeeze my eyes shut, ordering myself not to be sick by the sight of them.
"Liz, it's going to be all right, come let us pull these out" Eleanor stood over me. I don't feel her pulling out the needles and I am thankful for that.
"How do I know it works?" I ask.
"For starters you don't own a bracelet anymore" Perrie points to my wrist
A smile appears on my face as I make the curtains open, using only my mind for that. I stop, waiting for the sharp pain to take control of my mind, and by the look on my friends faces, so our they, but nothing happens.
"It worked" I drum on my thighs in excitement.
"It did? It did!" Perrie got up to her feet, Eleanor jumping up and down next to her. I get on to my knees reaching out to hug the girls.
"Lizzie" Natalie bursts into the room. I turn, sure she came to join the happy news, but then I see the tears in her eyes.
"No!" The air is knocked out of me. I stumble to get out of the bed as fast as I can. I don't need to read her mind to know what that look in her eyes is means.
"Hold on Harry" I say over and over again as I rush to his room, the girls at my heels.
"Move" I push through the door finding Lou stroking Harry's hair, Dr. Cowell holding his son's hand. Ed was leaning against the dresser looking at the floor.
"Fast" The doctor got to his feet the moment it registered that I entered the room "He is almost- fast Liz" He moves back to make me room.
'His pulse is weak, I hope this is not too late" I hear Ed's thought
"Shut up Ed" I snap, tears spilling out of my own eyes, seeing how pale Harry is.
I peel the duvet off of him, placing my hand on the bandage.
"Come on Harry" I mutter under my breath. Ed nears us taking Harry's wrist in his hand checking the pulse. He then attaches it to a monitor to see if the hurt rate gets any stronger.
I don't understand how it works but from the sound the thing is making I can tell it is not good.
"Don't leave me Harry" I sob, I am imagining him getting better, the poison leaving his body.
He must get better. He found me, and even though he played me in the beginning, he made me who I am today, I would still be lost without this boy. So yes, I might be selfish- wanting him alive for myself, but being alive is better than being died.
I knew one thing now for sure- before Harry I survived, But after we met, after he got under my skin- I started living.

Notes

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