I'm Birdie

(LISTEN TO FIRE AND RAIN BY BIRDY:http://youtu.be/pIJu0J9u-1Q)

HARRY'S P.O.V

I was at home waiting patiently for Birdie to come home. She said she finished at five. It was now five thirty. Maybe the traffic was bad or something. I wasn't sure if I should call her. I decided that if she wasn't home by six thirty something is wrong. I sat on the couch flipping through the channels. Louis was over at my place and we were just chilling. Birdie was meant to come here after work. Louis came in and sat down. He took the controller from my hand and found a channel that he wanted to watch. I kept looking at the clock. I was desperate to hear the door open but it didn't come. I suddenly got a call. I hoped it was Birdie but it was a blocked call. Maybe she is stuck at work and shes calling from the work phone I said to myself. I answered the phone just waiting to hear the voice of my gorgeous girlfriend. I heard a female voice but not Birdies.

"Hello. I am Nurse Jones from the Royal London Hospital. We have your partner Birdie Thompson here. She has been in a car accident. We were hoping that you could come in?" She said softly

I couldn't believe this! I felt terrible, I was in such shock. I felt as if it was my fault. Maybe if I picked her up this would never happened!

"Ummm...Yeah sure we'll be there soon" I said stuttering

I hung up and looked at Louis.

"Birdie has been in a car accident. She's at the Royal London Hospital" I said with tears in my eyes

"OMG! Do they want us to go down there?" He asked shocked

"Yes." I said plainly

Louis gave me a hug and I just cried. I was so upset.

"Do you want to go now?" He asked with worried eyes

"Yes let's go." I said wiping tears from my eyes

We got in the car and Louis drove. I sat quietly thinking. How could this happen? I felt sick. I couldn't even talk I was just so worried. My mind was racing with thoughts. We pulled up at the hospital and made our way inside. We went straight to the desk. Louis asked the lady because he knew I wasn't able to talk.

"Yes Birdie Thompson is on floor one, room 27" She said looking on the computer

"Thank you!" Louis said trying to smile

We walked down the hall to room 27. I knocked on the door and a nurse answered the door. I looked at her name tag and saw the name Rebecca Jones. She was the one I talked to on the phone.

"Oh you must be Harry and you are?" She said

"I'm Louis. How is she?" He asked

"She's doing ok. We don't know much but we know that the car hit her side on. She was taking of from the lights and a car hit her straight on." She said going over to one of the machines

"Is she going to live?" I said with a wobbly voice and tears in my eyes

I went over to her and sat next to her. She had a cut on her forehead and a couple of bruises. Her hair was laying wildly on the pillow. Her eyelashes rested on her pale cheeks. She looked so pale and fragile.

"I think so Harry! We are all praying" She said walking out

Louis stood behind me. I sat there holding her hand waiting for some movement. None came. I sat so still. I wasn't going to leave this room until she is better. I'm not going any where. I squeezed her hand and prayed for her. I closed my eyes and a tear fell onto her hand. I sat there with my eyes closed. I just hoped she would just wake up. Louis walked out and let me be with Birdie.

"Birdie I love you so much! Please don't leave me. Give me some movement for me to know your ok." I pleaded

I waited for a response but nothing came.

"Birdie I need you! I love you. Please don't go" I said now crying

Still nothing. It was all silent apart from the machine beeping. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

BIRDIE'S P.O.V

I was walking down a path. I was walking through a garden. There were flowers of all colours. I was in a white dress that flowed behind me. I was bare foot. I shivered from the cold concrete under my feet. I kept walking and walking for what seemed forever. I finally came to a gate. There was a woman standing in front of me. She smiled and put out her hand. I took it and stepped closer to her.

"Oh my darling Birdie!" She said stroking my hair

"Is this heaven? Who are you?" I asked curious

"I am your mother. Your real mother. No this is not heaven. You are alive but you are too weak." She said looking into my eyes

"I had always imagined you different mum. But you look just like me." I smiled

"Yes you look a lot like me" She laughed

"Can I go back?" I asked

"Yes dear. You can." She said letting to of my hand

Suddenly I saw black light. I could hear a voice of a woman. It was my mums. She was saying something to me.

"Even if the path is a little blurry, keep walking. You'll focus in when you know what you want. Then the picture of your life will become crystal clear. Just don't ever give up!" Her words repeated in my head

I then saw white. I was in a white room and I was in a bed. There was a machine beeping. I was in a hospital. God knows how long. Nurses came rushing in. They asked me all the these questions. How I'm feeling? How many fingers am I holding up? What's my name?

They left the room. It was just me. No one else, but me.

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