RECAP:

I pulled a still hysteric Harry down on the couch with me. "M-my Mum," he started again, his cheeks wet.

"Go on, love," I urged him softly.

"It w-was, a c-call from the h-hospital," he choked. Oh my God. No. What could've happened. Drug overdose? Did someone break in again? I squeezed Harry tighter.

"T-they said it- she is in, in c-critical condition. She, she's g-got in, in a-an accident!"

~*~

CHAPTER 32:

"I'll be here, by your side. No more tears, no more crying." ~Gotta Be You, One Direction.

Saturday, 2nd November 2013

HARRY'S POV

I vaguely remembered recieving the call from the local hospital. I vaguely remembered them informing me that my Mum was in critical condition right now, injured from a car accident. I vaguely remembered Zayn holding me, while I struggled to tell them.

And I vaguely remembered getting in the car and being driven to the hospital.

I was numb right now. My mother was the only family I had left, she was my everything. She was so sick, I should've stayed with her despite her protests and taken care of her. I should've never went out today. Then she would've never have left the house.

I felt Zayn squeeze me tighter as I must be crying harder now. We we sitting in the uncomfortable waiting chairs of the hospital right now, but I could care less about my comfort. I just needed to know if my Mum was okay.

"She'll be fine love, she's gonna be okay," Zayn kept soothing me, murmuring comforting words into my ear andI clung tighter to him, trying to subside the pain and fear I was feeling for my Mum.

"I-it's all my fault," I sobbed.

"Of course it's not, Harry," Zayn denied softly. "Babe, these things can happen to anyone, it's not your fault. You couldn't do anything to prevent this. Now we just gotta stay positive."

I know he was right, but I just had to blame myself. It made me feel better somehow.

~*~

ZAYN'S POV

It had been almost an hour since we had raced to the hospital, and we were now waiting for new on Harry's Mum. They informed us that she was now in surgery and had quite a few serious injuries, but thankfully she was alive. But she was still in critical condition.

"You want something to eat?" I asked Harry, who was almost sitting in my lap, staring at the wall without blinking. He had stopped crying.

He shook his head lightly, then sighed and covered his face with his hands. My poor Harry. I can't even begin to imagine what he must be going through right now, not knowing if his Mum was going to be okay. All I could do was comfort him.

All of us were at the hospital right now; Liam, Dani, Louis, Niall, Josh, Perrie and even Eleanor, Andy and Niall's brother had came.

Another half hour later, Harry was starting to get hysterical again. And thank the Lord, right at that moment, the doctor came out of the ER.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Wilson. Family of Ms. Cox?"

Harry instantly jerked out of the chair and scrambled to the doctor. "H-how is she? Is she okay? Is she..."

Dr. Wilson smiled at Harry. "Your mother is stable now. She has a few broken bones, some scrapes and some damage to her kidney, other than that, she is fine. And very lucky."

Harry alomost looked like he was going to faint from relief and I hurried over and held him. He hugged me so tightly that I winced and he grinned brightly. "She's okay!"

"Thank God!" I smiled back at him, relieved. Others also expressed their relief to Harry, and he then turned to the doctor. "Can we see her now?"

"Yes, but only immediate family can right now as these aren't visiting hours."

Harry nodded and I squeezed his hand, giving him a reassuring smile.

~*~

HARRY'S POV

I walked through the white hallways, and stopped at Mum's door. I tentatively pushed it open and stepped inside. I instantly felt my eyes burning from the tears. Mum was heavily bandaged, her right leg and left arm was plastered, her head wrapped as well. I bet there were bandages under her hospital gown as well.

But what made me cry was how frail and weak, and how damaged she looked.

I shakily walked next to her bed and lightly grasped her hand. "Mum," I croaked. Mum's eyes wearily opened and she gave me a watery smile.

"Hey, baby."

At her voice, I started sobbing again. "I'm sorry Mum, this was all my fault, I shouldn't have left you when you were so sick and, and-"

"Calm down lovely, you're not making any sense!" Mum squeezed my hand lightly and I took a deep breath. She looked me in the eyes.

"It is not your fault Harry. Anything that has even happened to us, the problems we've faced, they are not your fault, alright?"

I nodded numbly. "Please don't scare me like that again Mum, haven't I suffered enough?" I choked out, my energy drained.

~*~

ANNE'S POV (A/N: New POV, yay! :D)

"Please don't scare me like that again Mum, haven't I suffered enough?"

My heart hurt at his words, but the thing that hurt more was how he said it, like he was done now, he had given up.

I know I hurt my only son so much, I care about him more than anything else in the world but I hurt him, just because of my sadness. My self pity. I take it out on him. Not by hurting him physically, but by hurting him emotionally.

Harry is the only thing I've left, and I can't believe that I would hurt him so much. I ruin my life even if I know how much he tries to stop me. He is amazing, he cares for me every time and yet I'm such a shit mother to him.

I want to cry at my stupidity, at how I was going to end my life today, when Des, Harry's father had called me, and informed- well, more like rubbed it in my face that he was getting married and could no longer support us. I was going to tell Harry, but I didn't want to ruin his time with his friends.

He deserved happiness, and I didn't want to stop him from it. He had his childhood taken away from him by caring for me. And I was so pathetic that not only did I not care for myself when I should have, but I also never acknowledged my son's efforts.

I tear slipped from my eye and I squeezed Harry's hand tighter. "I'm so sorry baby, I promise. This time, I promise. I'm going to get better, I promise. I know I've promised I'll get better a hundred times, and then I break it. But you have bared enough. I'm so sorry, for everything," I promised fervently.

"Y-you mean it?"

I looked him in the eyes, his green eyes that were just like his father's. "With all my heart, Harry."

Something in my expression must have assured him, and he got what I wanted to say. Because the next minute he stood over and lightly wrapped his arms around me, burying his head in the crook of my neck, crying softly.

"I love you Mum."

"I love you too, baby. More than anything. And no matter what happens, I know we'll get through this. You'll get through this. 'Cos you're strong. And I'm proud of you."

Harry pulled away and nodded, smiling with his dimples, wiping his eyes. I cupped his face in my hand and smiled back at him, wiping his tears with my thumb. My baby. I can't believe I was going to leave him, cause him so much pain. He didn't deserve an ounce of what pain I had caused him.

A knock sounded on the door and Harry walked over and opened it. "Ms. Cox, how are you feeling?"

"Much better now," I smiled at Dr. Wilson, then at my son.

"That's very good to hear. Mr. Styles, can I speak to you in private?"

"Sure," Harry nodded, slipping out of the room behind the doctor.

~*~

HARRY'S POV

"Harry, your mother has a few broken bones, just some internal damage to one kidney and a concussion, few cuts-" he listed from his clipboard, "-but that's all taken care of. We'll keep her at the hospital for a week or more to ensure that she is completely stable and healing properly."

"Alright," I nodded slowly, taking it all in. "Oh, and before you go, the police want to talk to you. They're in the waiting room."

"The police?!"

Dr. Wilson had already left, so I walked to the waiting room where Zayn instantly ran up to me. "How is she?"

I hugged him tightly, appreciating him coming here. Supporting me. "She's fine. She's talking."

"That's awesome," he breathed out, pecking me on the lips.

"How long is she gonna be here?" Liam asked, and I noticed everyone who had came here.

"The doctor says a week or so," I replied to him. "And thanks so much for coming, all of you. It means so much." I was answered my supportive smiles.

I turned to Zayn. "I've to go talk to them," I gestured to the two police officers standing near the counter, looking a bit out of place.

Zayn nodded reassuringly and let go of me, pecking my cheek. I walked to them a bit awkwardly. One of them raised an eyebrow when I approached them. "Harry Styles?"

"Um, yeah."

"Harry, I'm Officer Larson," the taller one started, holding his hand out which I shook. "Your mother was involved in a collision accident on the highway, but very luckily, she survived. And the tests revealed a bit of alcohol in her system."

Oh God. My blood ran cold. The other officer noticed my pale face and reassured me. "But, the alcohol was not that much that we can arrest your mother, and she wasn't at fault. The fault was of the other driver's, who was completely wasted."

I sighed in relief, but instantly wanted to punch the guy who almost killed my Mum.

"You should actually thank Mr. Twist for saving your mother's life," Officer Larson smiled.

I blinked. "What? Who?"

"Well, the collision happened on the highway, a bit far from the bank of Thames. Where there was nobody to witness, luckily except Mr. Twist. He had seen the collision which had knocked your Mum unconscious, and he had pulled her out and drove her to the hospital. If he had been late, you mother could've possibly died from blood loss, the doctor had said."

Bless that man a thousand times! There are such nice people in this world too.

"But, what about...?"

"The drunk guy? We're gonna take him with us downtown," the other officer smirked. I nodded in relief.

"Is Mr. Twist here?" I asked them.

"Yeah," Officer Larson nodded. "We just questioned him. He must be inside, getting his hand stitched."

I nodded and stood near the entrance, when a middle aged man with a bandaged arm walked out. "That's him," the officer pointed out to me.

"Alright, thanks." I smiled at the two officers and approached the man who saved my mother's life.

"Excuse me, Mr. Twist?"

"Yes?" He looked at me, frowning confusedly.

"I'm Harry, Ms. Cox's son." His eyes widened in realization.

"Oh! Is your Mum okay? I told the doctors to inform me when she woke up? Is she-" I cut him off by hugging him. He froze in surprise for a moment, then hugged me, patting me on the bag.

"Thank you Mr. Twist," I sobbed and he laughed.

"Now it was nothing. And don't cry son. Your mother is okay, isn't she? And call me Robin," he smiled at me.

"Robin, thank you. And I think you can go see her, if you like."

Dr. Wilson allowed him to go see Mum, and after thanking him again a thousand times, I left them both in Mum's hospital room, telling Mum I'll be back to see her in the morning.

Almost all of my friends had went home, happy that Mum was now okay. Only my five best friends remained.

"So, you're gonna be okay now, Hazza Bear?" Louis asked, clapping my shoulder.

I nodded, smiling. "Yeah. Thanks mate." Louis rolled his eyes.

"C'mere!" And then he squeezed the life out of me.

Liam, Niall and Dani bade me goodbye, but a bit less painful way than Lou had.

"Can I come with you?" I asked Zayn as we were walking to his car.

"Of course, love. You don't have to ask! I'm not going to let you stay in your house alone all week!"

"So, I'll stay with you all week?" I confirmed, my face stretching into an excited smile.

"Yep, you're all mine for the week. And I'll keep driving you to the hospital, don't worry," he assured me, kissing me softly.

"You're amazing," I repeated my words from a few days ago.

"Don't you mean, amazayn?" He bumped his nose with mine and I laughed. It felt good to laugh now, after all the stress tonight. I know Mum was going to make an effort to be better this time, I saw it in her eyes. That she was willing to, that she was sorry now.

And that was enough for me.

~*~

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