A/N: Dream wedding plan?

Harry's P. O. V:

"Sir you can't move, try to understand sir please." The nurse tells fixing the bloody blood's bag hanging beside me.

"Bullshit! How long it's gonna take? I need to go to my fiancee in the ICU!" I roll my eyes, throwing a punch on the bed I'm sitting on.

"Only five minutes sir please............"

"Ellie we need you in the ICU for Mr Malik, now. I think we're losing him." A doctor orders the nurse standing beside me entering into the cabin.

"I'm coming, it's done here. Please Mr. Styles I want you to sit here calmly until I come back and remove this off of you." Ellie tells rushing to the door, followed by the doctor.

I look at the bloody bag hanging over and curse under my breath. Why they don't just increase the speed so it isn't dripping off from the bag to my hand this slow! I'll never understand this bloody slow motion.

"Hey mate, how are you feeling?" Louis enters the cabin as soon as the nurse leaves.

"How's she?" I ask instead of answering him.

"Harry you need to......"

"How's Snow Louis?" I ask again gritting my teeth.

He sighs looking down and then looks at me.

"Well, the little one is.....no more. She was pregnant as the reports say." Louis stops, biting his bottom lip before continuing. "And about Snow, she's fighting hard with her too weak body Harry. She's so weak and............"

Louis' teary voice is cut off by Ellie entering into the room with a small smile on her face. She pulls out the cannula off the back of my palm. Putting a band aid over the place, she gives me some medicine.

"Can I bloody go now? Please?" I whisper yell looking at Ellie and she nods nervously.

I jump off of the bed quickly and exit the cabin. Running downstairs where the ICU is, I see Liam sitting on the floor, his head buried between his knees and his hands in his hair. He looks up hearing my footsteps and silent tears start to fall down his cheeks.

"He's going to be fine, he's going to be fine." I tell sitting in front of him on my knees, hugging him tightly.

For an unknown reason, I have never even bothered to talk to him properly. Maybe the fact of him dating Snow for once still creates a jealousy inside me. But now, none can relate to how he is feeling better than me. His boy and my gilrl is in the same situation, we both are in the same situation.

"I shouldn't have let him go there alone! I'm such a selfish boyfriend Harry, such a selfish boyfriend I'm!" He sobs resting his forehead on my shoulders, wetting my T-shirt there completely.

"Stop talking like an idiot Liam! Nothing will happen to them, neither Zayn nor Snow." I tell jerking him by his shoulders and he breaks down in tears again.

I avoid myself from crying. That's the thing I've learnt from Snow -try hard not to cry when someone else needs your consolation. I have learnt a lot of things from that girl, a lot.

"Where is everyone?" I ask looking around.

"The p......police was here. Michael and Madison has gone to talk with them. Summer is inside the ICU to donate blood for Snow. The redhead in suit named Michael was telling that he.......he's Snow's brother. I never knew she has a brother, she never mentioned." Liam says more like a question.

Redhead? Didn't I see him in blonde just a few days ago? Whatever, not a time to be confused about this.

"Yeah it's her brother, he was away from her for years." I tell looking around to see any familiar face around me but no, there's none.

"Harry."

I wipe away my tears immediately and stand up. I see a middle aged doctor standing in front of me.

"I'm." I go near her as she eyes me from tip to toe, scanning my tattoos.

Maybe she's thinking what everyone else thinks when I'm with Snow. What this boy with dark tattoos and long messy hair doing with this girl who looks like a painted doll when she's not talking? She never cared who I am, she never judged for how I've been with her. I gave her black but she succeeded to wash away the other colors inside it keeping the red one only. And when she gave me white, the black of me absorbed the red color it reflected and there was no way out. That made both of us to compromise.

"Snow and Zayn, both are out of danger. Zayn is in sense now and soon would be ready to be shifted in the cabin." She smiles looking at us. "And Harry, we need to talk, come with me." She tells gesturing me to follow her. "And Mr Payne? Sorry I forgot. Your boyfriend wants to meet you, you can go inside." She tells turning around at Liam for a few seconds.

I follow her to the staircases as she climbs up to her chamber.

"What's it doctor?" I ask after she enters into her room and sits on the big chair. She gestures me to sit in front of her.

"Harry, she was pregnant and the bullet entered into her stomach, so......."

"I know but how's she?" I don't wanna sound cruel but what's lost, is lost. The thing I should worry about is the thing I've now, my Snow. We can be blessed again as long as my angel is with me.

"Well Harry, she's stable now but still I've a few tests to run. She has been given high dosage of pain killers, sleeping pills and mind stimulating medicines since more than a month or two maybe. Like Jesus! The dose of the medicines inside her body was so high that...........!" She sighs. "Everything inside her has become so fragile right now, she has become so weak. Do you know anything about it?"

"She was being mistreated, she didn't take any medicines by herself. She used to know that she was suffering from some weird freaking depression syndrome." I sigh, my fists growing stronger by my sides.

"Well then dear I'll suggest you to case a a file against that doctor or whoever has done this. Because this is completely murdering someone. Your girlfriend is one of the strongest survivor I must say, both mentally and physically." She tells leaning closer to me and I nod clenching my jaw.

That bloody doctor, Dr. Smith who supposed to say she's Snow's personal doctor, I'll bloody kill her I swear! God knows if she's really a doctor or not, maybe a hired doctor who used to get money from Jonathan.

Jonathan, he doesn't even deserve a funeral.

"She's still unconscious now. Hope everything turns good for you two. I'm sorry for your loss Harry." She walks out of the room after squeezing my shoulder lightly.

//

Six days.

Six days have passed since Snow's unconscious body is lying down on a bed in the ICU, with life support.

"Harry, go home for an hour at least. You look miserable, all of us are here." I hear Michael's voice behind me.

"I was untying her braid. She can't sleep with her hair tied." I swallow the lump in my throat and smile looking at Snow's unconscious body.

She doesn't know she's smiling with her eyes closed and giving me her secret message as always, "Smile so that your smile can pull out another smile."

"Zayn wanted to talk to you." Michael tells me and I stand up.

"Sir, the time's up. We need to do some regular checkup." A nurse almost whispers to us and we both walk out of the ICU.

"How's she? Any improvement? Any movement of fingers or toes?" Summer snaps me with the same question she has been asking me since the past six days. Because only I and Michael are allowed to go inside the ICU with special permission.

"Let's go the church again after meeting Zayn." I tell hugging her, her loud sobs filling the environment as Louis caresses his palm against her back.

"We'll be waiting for you outside." Louis tells, hugging Summer from her side and leading her to the basement parking.

I head towards the cabin Zayn is in and knock on the door before entering, a habit which has grown inside me because of Snow.

"Hey bro, how are you doing today?" I ask going near Zayn, patting his shoulder slightly.

"The doctor said we can take him home tomorrow." Liam smiles putting the small bowl full of apple custard on the table beside him.

"That's great." I smile looking at Zayn.

"Yeah, Snow is still in ICU right?" Zayn asks looking at me with sad eyes.

I nod, a heavy sigh leaves from my lips. Zayn nods his head for a few times, taking his lips between his teeth.

"She was so confused yet excited to tell you about the baby though. She was just confused that how's it even possible when you guys used protection every time and if you're ready........." Zayn is stopped by his cracked voice.

"Mr. Styles!" We all are snapped by the high pitched voice of a nurse at the door. "Miss Snow............!"

Before she could complete her sentence, I find myself rushing to the ICU, the blood inside my body getting colder with time. Passing the corridors, I rush inside the ICU and notice Snow's weak body surrounded by doctors and nurses.

"Have you signed the......................."

"Just bloody do anything to bring her back!" I shout on the doctor's face when he intends to ask me about CPR and everything written on those shitty papers.

"Her condition isn't compatible with CPR doctor!" One of the nurse's panicked voice reaches my ear.

"We're gonna lose her if we don't because it's the only way left!"

Tears start to brim down my cold skin as I watch one doctor starts pressing his strong palms against Snow's chest.

I bite my bottom lip watching her weak body fighting hard to stay in the cruel world. Without knowing what I'm doing, I rush towards Snow and lower down in front of her avoiding the doctor stopping me.

"I do." I whisper looking at her pale almost lifeless face. "I do Snow! You ran away, it's not fair!"

"We need to change vows Snow, I wanna kiss you while you'd be in your white gown, stay?" I mumble against her cold knuckles, leaving wet kisses on the back of her palm.

"I do I do I do! "

My sniffles fill the room as the half dead girl almost sits on the bed all of a sudden surprising everyone. Though my eyes are on her but I can still fill everyone's shocked expression experiencing the horrible comeback of her. Snow looks around and fixes the pipe down her nose, cursing it with wide eyes as it's presence makes her sneeze.

"Snow Clifford," The bloody doctor comes closer to Snow, gazing at her eyes. "Are you alive? Are you alright?"

"No," She smiles sarcastically and replies with a faint voice. "Welcome to your tape."

"Sorry Miss Clifford, I'm just....shocked. Anyway I need to do some checkup, Mr Styles can you please.....?"

"Better do it fast or........" I stop whisper yelling at the doctor as I feel my wrist wrapped inside Snow's fingers, featuring me not to misbehave. "Just do it fast, please."

I turn around and smile looking down, shaking my head when I realize it's not a dream. She's really alive, freezing my darkness and igniting the bright fire inside me at the same time by only smiling at me.

P. S: Just couldn't put a sad ending. This is not the end. :")