Stuck in Her Daydream

Chapter 3

HARRY’S POV

“Who are you?” I asked a i squinted up into a bright light and a blurry face. I rolled over groggily but then winced as a sharp pain went through my spine.

“be still Mr. Styles, your in the hospital.” said the blur.

“Who are you?” I asked again.

“I’m Dr. Daniel Jacobs, I’m in charge of you and your wife.” said the blur, or i guess Dr. D.

Then it hit me. I had been in a car wreck.

“WHERE’S MARLA?” I screamed frantically trying to get out of my bed.

“Mr. Styles be still or you’ll rip your stitches.”

“No no no no where. is. marla.” i said, still struggling.

“MISTER STYLES QUIT STRUGGLING AND I WILL TEL YOU WHERE YOUR WIFE IS” the doc yelled at me.

I cringed and stopped trying to get up.

“Thank you” Dr. D said, breathing a sigh of relief.

“NOW TELL ME WHERE MARLA IS!” I screamed at him.

“Your wife is in the ICU. It’s not looking good for her. We’re trying our hardest to help her.”

no no no no no. Not my Marla. I must have looked like I was about to break down because the doctor said he would go and let me process all of this. I don’t remember. I don’t remember anything. It was all a blur.

LOUIS’S POV

I looked in the window of the hospital door at my best friend. He hadn’t seen me yet. He was staring out the window in a daze. I could see tears rolling down his cheeks, the doctor must have told him about sweet sweet Marla. The odds were not in her favor. It would be a miracle if she cam out of this alive. She would never be able to walk again. Laughter piereced through my reverie. I turned to look at Niall. He must have seen my look because he shut up.

“WHAT?!” He cried.

“SHUT UP this is NO time for LAUGHING NIALL! Marla could be on the verge of dying. We need to be strong for Harry!!” I whisper yelled at Niall.

“I’m sorry Lou. Zayn here told me a funny joke.”

 I turned to and Zayn and glared at him.

“What? I was trying to lighten the mood!” retorted Zayn.

“Fine. Whatever. Just come on.” I said. I turned and slowly opened the door and walked to my friend…..

(Source: 0cean-of-blue)

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

MARLAS POV    

I remember screaming as our car flipped over and over, Harry had grabbed my hand. His hand felt strong and sure as it held onto mine. When the car had finally stopped rolling I had looked over to Harry to see him frantically searching for his phone. That was it and then I blacked out.

HARRYS POV

Where was it? My phone was nowhere to be found. I needed to call 911, Marls had just passed out next to me. I shook her to try and wake her but it was no use, she was unconscious. I reached for her purse to look for her phone and finally found it. I quickly called 911.

“Hello, 911 what’s your emergency?” and unrecognizable voice said.

“My wife and I have just been in a car wreck!!” I said frantically.

“What’s your name sir?”

“Harry. Harry Styles.”

“Where are you Mr. Styles?”

“I’m on the side of Interstate 10”

“Were tracking you now sir, do you need an ambulance?” said the operator.

“YES YES I DO.” I said growing even more frantic.

“An ambulance is on its way now sir.”

“Thank you. THANK YOU.”

I couldn’t breathe. The one girl I loved was sitting next to me with glass lodged in her shoulder from the windshield. Unconscious, laying next to me losing blood at the minute. I started to cry as I gripped her hand in mine. “Don’t leave me marls, please don’t leave me,” I whispered. Through my tears I could see her still breathing. “Just hang on a little longer Marls, for me.” Then as if right on cue an ambulance, police car, and fir truck showed up, one after the other. “Lean back son!” a fireman yelled at me through the window. I did as I was told. The fireman then proceeded to take a crowbar and pry open the door of the car. He pried open the door and reached in and pulled me out gruffly. Then he pulled Marla out so rough I thought she would break. “CAREFUL CAREFUL!” I yelled. “Get a stretcher over hear for this one!” yelled the fireman to one of the ambulance workers. They rushed over and slung my beautiful Marla like a ragdoll onto the stretcher. I thought I was gonna cry. This was bad, very bad. I looked over at the ambulance workers, their faces were a mix of terror and sheer determination. Something was wrong.

Everything was a blur. I remember them loading Marla into the ambulance, sirens piercing the silence In which I stood. They came and loaded me into a car and took me to the hospital following the ambulance my one true love was dying in. There was still hope though. I couldn’t just assume she was going to die. I was in shock, my heart longed to be with her. I didn’t know what to do with myself. Why me? Why did we have to be the ones in the wreck? Why couldn’t it have been me that had hit that windshield? I don’t know what I would do if I lost her………

I started, oh crap that hurt. Where was I? Then it hit me,

My name was Harry Styles.

I’m in a band known as One Direction.

I’m married to Marla Styles.

I was in the hospital.

We had been in a wreck.

Marla could be dead.

My life, in six sentences, what a life I have. 

Breathtaking Chapter 1

MARLAS POV

Looking both ways, I turned and ran down the street. I had been sitting on my bed when he had called me. “Marla, come quick!” he had said. There was something about him that was always serious. So I had jumped up off my bed and took off running. Even when my mom had yelled as I flew past her, “Marla! Where are you going? Come back this instant!” I had kept going. That’s when I saw him. He was just standing there waiting for me. “Ok, I’m here now! What is it Harry?” I panted, out of breath from my sprint to his house. “I just wanted to say that, I love you.” He replied, an impish grin spreading across his face, those dimples that I loved popping out to smile at me. Gosh he was so beautiful. “HARRY STYLES, I sprinted all the way down to you, and that’s all you have to say?” I tried to be serious, but a small smile formed on my lips. “Well, Yeah…” he said sheepishly. I laughed, and his eyes twinkled down at me. “Well, I want you to know that I love you more.” I replied. He laughed and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Man, I loved his kisses. They were like stars on a cloudy night or sunshine on a rainy day. I pulled away from his soft cherry red lips. “You know what?” “What?” “I think you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I smiled sweetly. “Oh really, and you know what?” he replied. “What?” “I KNOW you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I smiled and thought to myself, how much better could life be?

7 months later……..

HARRYS POV

I rolled over and squinted as the sun streaming through the window blinded me. Marla stirred slightly beside me. She was so beautiful, with a tendril of hair fallen across her dreaming face. I smiled, how a guy like me could get a girl like her, I didn’t know. I started to get up, “Harry?” “Yeah babe?” “I love you…” “I love you too.” She sat up, “What time is it?” “7:30 a.m.” I replied. “Oh my gosh, I’m late!” She jumped up and ran to the bathroom and closed the door. I laughed; she was so cute when she was in a hurry. Today was another day in the recording studio with the boys. I didn’t have to be there till 10 though; I had time to shower and drop Marla at work. At 23, the boys and I were still young enough for our fans to like us. We were finishing up our 6^th album today. The boys and I were excited about this one. We had come a long way since Up All Night. Just then the door cracked and Marls peeped her head out, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Can you bring me a towel?” “Sure babe, hold on.” I ran to get her a towel. When I came back and handed her the towel, she looked at me. “Harry, I want to ask you something.” “Okay Shoot.” “Well I was wondering if I could come to the studio with you today instead of the office.” “Sure, were finishing up our album today.” Her eyes twinkled, “I know, I can’t wait to hear it!” “Just let me get dressed, and we can go” I said.

MARLAS POV

“Hey Marls, didn’t think you would be here today” said Louis, Harrys band mate. I smiled up at him, “Well in celebration of you guys finishing your album, I thought I’d show my beautiful self.” “AAAAWWW YEAH!” joked Niall, “Your presence hear makes our days that much better.” “hah hah hah, you’re so nice Niall..” I said. “Yeah he’s a really funny person” laughed Lou. “Aww he’s not that bad” I laughed.  Right then Harry walked up and draped his arm around my shoulders. “Hey babe how about dinner tonight? To you know celebrate us.. And I guess the CD.” I giggled, “Sure lovely. I’ll be there.” “ILL BE THERE IN TWO ILL BE THERE IN TWO!” screamed Lou. “Lou, knock it off.” “Whattt I loved that song!” laughed Lou. “oh well, you guys are so retarded” I rolled my eyes, “When are you guys going to start anyways?” “Hey guys sorry I’m late, I woke up late” said Zayn. “What were you doing looking in the mirror?” “Nooooooooo. I was not!” defended Zayn. “Now we can get started. Boys, into the booth” they all rushed in to the booth and I sat down. I remember when I was a huge fan of them, I mean I still was. But since me and Harry were married, I wasn’t as.. Dedicated, I guess you could say.

HARRYS POV

I did a last minute mirror check. All the curls were intact and my white shirt was fully buttoned. I smiled to myself. Tonight was going to be fantastic. I had the girl of my dreams and we were going to our favorite restaurant. “Haz, you ready?” she called to me from the other room. “If you are babe” I called back.  “I’m ready!” she called. I walked out of the bathroom, and stopped short. Marla looked breathtaking as usual. She had curled her hair into waves, and done her makeup just enough for it to be noticeable. Her warm brown eyes sparkled. “Well shall we go?” she asked. “We shall, we shall..” I replied still stunned. She hooked her arm through mine, and started walking towards the door. “Have I told you that you’re beautiful, today?” I asked. She giggled. I smiled, and opened her door. “Why thank you kind sir!” “Your quite welcome m’lady.” I got in the car and turned the key, and started backing out of the driveway. All of a sudden there was a flash, a blur of something. I didn’t have time to think before I hit it. Something crunched, and I tried to stop the car. Marla was yelling to stop. “I’m trying! I’m trying!” I yelled back, and slammed my foot on the pedal. And then we flipped…

(Source: tossing-waves)