Amanda watched Harry over at Julie's bed the next morning. Niall had taken her mom back to the hotel close to the hospital and then was going to stop for food and bring Harry something back. She finally convinced them that they could go and she would be fine. Harry had convinced Julie's parents to go get some sleep at the same hotel as Amanda's mom, so Niall took them also, but Harry wouldn't leave. He hadn't left since they had administered the drugs to reverse the coma. JJ still hadn't woken up. Amanda was starting to get impatient herself, but she felt so bad for Harry. He was lost. He felt guilty for his and JJ fighting before the accident, and he couldn't let it go. Harry's head was resting on his hands which were clasped on JJ's hand. There wasn't often where he wasn't touching part of her. He didn't seem to be able to help himself. He looked like he was asleep. She watched him pick his head up slowly. "Hey, Harry."

"Hey." He looked back at Amanda and then at Julie's face. "I was dreaming she woke up. I was dreaming she opened those eyes and looked at me." He said.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Amanda said. He was crying again. Silently. She'd never seen him so emotional.

"Why won't she wake up? It's been almost 24 hours. I swear I can't take much more of this." He closed his eyes and placed Julie's hand in front of his lips. "I just want her to wake up."

"I know, Harry." Amanda watched Niall walk in with food. "Hey, Niall brought food. Can you at least eat something? You haven't done much of that, and you aren't going to do her any good if you pass out from starvation."

"I'm not going to starve. But yeah, I'll eat something." He walked over to Niall and pulled out the salad and fruit Niall brought for him. "God, all I can think of is how she would be making fun of me for not having anything that 'taste's good'." Harry said with a small smile. "She would tell me at least put some good bacon on the salad. But yet, she would steal all my fruit."

Amanda laughed. "Yeah, that's her alright." She watched Harry take his food and water over and sit in the chair next to JJ again. "Remember the night you two met? Smartass remark before she even laid eyes on you. I miss that. As much as I've been complaining the past two days, she would have told me to quit acting like a baby and suck it up."

"She sure doesn't mince words when she's got something to say, huh?" Niall said. "But when she doesn't, I've never seen someone so quiet."

Harry picked up his fork and looked at it. "Remember Florida? And the forks?" He thought back to that day. The first day he realized she had deeper feelings for him then she let on. The first time she'd shown any jealousy. The aftermath of that confrontation, and then when he searched her eyes after, he had found that little bit of hope he needed from her. He'd never told her that's what he was doing when he searched her eyes. But he saw it, even if just for a second. "She's a bit scary when she feels threatened." He sort of chuckled. He looked down at Julie. "You remember that, baby? And threatening me with a fork at mum's."

Amanda laughed. "And Paris. We were forking each other at dinner in Paris."

Niall laughed. "Yeah, and the glasses. I don't think I ever was so shocked when she threw a glass at you in Paris and tried to throw another before I grabbed her. She caught me completely off guard, yet it was SO funny."

"Yeah, she's scary." Amanda said. "And the first time she slipped and said 'I love you', to Harry." Amanda couldn't help but smile at that thought. "I swore she dropped her phone so fast, like her hand was on fire."

"Yeah, and that was one of the best days of my life." Harry said. "Even though I may not have known it at the time."

"Oh, but that was also the scene in the club." Niall said looking at Amanda. "The one we don't really discuss."

Amanda blushed. "Yeah, ok, so we, had a bit too much to drink and showed our feelings in a little bit of an unconventional way." Amanda shook her head. "But it's cool. I don't regret it." She giggled.

"You've spent way too much time with Julie." Harry said. "Her way with excuses and explanations is wearing off on you. I won't forget Tahoe. The ski trip, before, during and after. From the pink stay puff marshmallow man, to the pastries and her hips. To the complete honesty she decided to share on that trip." He wiped a tear from his cheek. "Baby, you opened up so much on that trip. I am still so proud of you for that." He tried to eat some more, but it was just so hard. Memories were great, except when it seemed that's all you were going to get.

"I remember her reaction to you when she saw you for the first time in Tahoe." Amanda reminisced. "I'd never seen her look so relieved and react so naturally."

"Yeah," Harry smiled. "I never expected that from her, and it felt really good. Or her reaction to the safari day in South Africa. I don't think I'd seen her so relaxed and so free." He remembered her and their interactions in detail. From her accepting his break down to allowing him to take control of her the full night. To fighting back when he started to become way too mean. To bringing him down from his angry interaction with Louis and Liam. He didn't know what he would do without her now. He just wanted her to be ok.

"Yeah, you got the same reaction there." Niall chimed in. "She jumped right into your arms again. She's a hard shell, but her insides are pretty soft."

"Oh god," Amanda laughed. "Don't ever let her hear you say that."

"What?" Niall laughed. "I'd just get an 'I hate you'. I kind of miss those." He said quietly. He was staying strong for Amanda and Harry. He knew they were having a harder time with JJ not waking up, but he was struggling too. He was telling everyone to be patient. He heard the doctors and nurses and even Amanda say it takes time. The drugs could take some time to get out of her system, and her brain still was healing. But, it seemed to be taking a long time. The doctors had warned them that she could have some brain damage, and they wouldn't be able to tell until she woke up. And there was still a small possibility she wouldn't wake up. It was just so frustrating.

"Yeah, I kind of miss those too." Amanda said. "Right now, she would just tell us to shut up and stop going on about her."

"Yeah, I wish she would wake up and yell at me, give me attitude. Lecture me, something." Harry set his salad aside. "I'm sorry. I just can't eat anymore." He looked at her. He couldn't stop the tears anymore. "Baby, you just need to wake up. Please, just wake up. Open your eyes."

"I understand, Harry." Amanda said sadly. She started to cry when he did. Hearing the pain in his voice when he pleaded with her to wake up. It was fun to reminisce, but they just wanted JJ to wake up. They were all quiet for a bit. Amanda couldn't eat much, and she noticed even Niall wasn't able to eat much either. It had been almost 24 hours. JJ should have woken up by now.

Harry stood up. He needed to get away for a minute. He needed to gather himself. He found himself wanting to scream at her to wake up. He couldn't do that. But god he wanted to. He held her hand and kissed her forehead. "I'm going to take a walk, baby. I will be back soon. I love you." He went to walk away and tried to drop her hand and spun back towards her quickly.

"Harry?" Amanda asked sitting up. He had spun around so fast her heart started beating faster.
Harry looked at Julie's face. "She held my hand. I swear she didn't let it go when I tried to walk away." He touched her forehead. "Baby, can you hear me? If you can hear me, squeeze my fingers. Come on, baby. You can do this."

Amanda sat up on the edge of the bed. She asked Niall to put her in her wheel chair. "Is she squeezing your hand?"

"No, not yet." Harry said. He leaned down and kissed her forehead and whispered. "Julie, baby. Move your fingers for me, please." He swore she'd held his hand. He hadn't imagined it. He wasn't dreaming. Was he? No, she did it. She had to. But she wasn't now. There was nothing. He got his hopes up, but she wasn't moving at all. He must have been dreaming. "I'm sorry. I must have been wrong." He sat back down in the chair. Disappointed. Defeated.

"It's ok, Harry. We all want her to wake up." Amanda said.

Harry laid his head back on their hands when he held hers in both of his again. He lifted his head quickly when he felt her fingers move. He jumped up. "Her fingers moved." He looked at her face. "Baby? Julie?" He looked at her hand in his and then back to her face. She didn't open them, but he could see them moving back and forth behind her eyelids. "Baby, if you can hear me. Please just move your fingers. Just a little. Please." He watched her hand. Her finger picked up and rested back on his palm. He watched her do it three times. "Amanda! She's moving."

Amanda got situated in her wheelchair. "Did she open her eyes yet?" She had Niall push her over to the other side of Julie's bed. Just then Julie's parents came back in with Amanda's mom. Amanda looked at them. "She held Harry's hand and moved her fingers."

"Not yet." Harry said. He pushed hair off her forehead. "Baby, open those eyes. Let me see those baby blues I love so much." He watched her intently. "Come on baby, you know you can do this." He watched her and rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand. He smiled when she finally opened her eyes. "Hi." He said when her eyes met his. She struggled to keep them open for a minute, but then they stayed open and found his. "There are those beautiful blue eyes." He sank down into the chair. For a different reason, this time. He was SO relieved she'd woken up. She looked really confused. "Hey, don't worry. We'll explain. Just relax for a few minutes until a doctor comes in." He watched her look from him to her parents and around the room to everyone. She seemed lost. Scared.

"Hey," Amanda said taking JJ's other hand. She glanced up at the monitors and noticed that her vitals jumped a little. "It's ok." She knew sometimes when people woke up from comas, especially with head injuries, there was a bit of confusion. She knew she wasn't working, but she had to do something. "Niall, can you hand me her chart?" When Niall said no, wait for a doctor, she insisted. "Please, just let me look."

"No, Amanda, you're not working." Dr. Thompson said walking into the room. He walked up to Julie's bed. "Hey, there you are." He looked down at her. "How about we get you checked out and see how that brain of yours is doing." He picked up the chart and checked her numbers. "Alright, we have a date with a CT machine." He asked everyone if they would give them a few minutes. "Go ahead and take Amanda down to the waiting room with you." He gave Amanda a look she would recognize.

"Alright, let's let them do their thing." Amanda said. "We will go wait in the waiting room until they bring her back to the room." She gestured for Niall to push her to the waiting room.

Once they got to the waiting room, Harry looked at Amanda. "Ok, what was that look between you and Dr. Thompson?"

"You saw that, huh?" Amanda sighed. "He's afraid of memory issues. Honestly, that's what I was afraid of too. Where her swelling was."

"So, she was looking at us like she didn't know us? That's what that was?" Harry asked.

"Maybe, Harry." Amanda said. "She did just wake up from a few days of a coma. It could have just been waking up for the first time."

Harry sat down and rubbed his face. When will this end? "God, can we just know already?"

After about an hour, Dr. Thompson came into the waiting room to meet with them. He motioned for them to stay sitting. "She's back in her room. The testing went well, and the swelling has decreased signifcantly. I'm very happy with the progress. She's a bit confused. She doesn't seem to recall everything that's happened. But, it can take some time. I'm very happy with her progress. Be patient. Give her some time. But I think the worst part is over. I think we've gotten through the worst. She amazes me." He looked at Amanda. "You both amaze me." He shook Harry's hand and Julie's parents' hands. "You guys can go see her whenever you're ready. Just be patient." He walked out to go see his other patients.

They all made their way back to the room. Harry and Julie's parents went up to the bed next to her. She had her eyes closed. She had fewer tubes and wires attached to her. She was propped up some on the bed. Harry walked up and took her hand while her parents went to the other side of the bed. He wasn't sure if she was asleep. He didn't want to wake her. Seemed silly since she was asleep for three days straight. When she slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, he smiled. "Hi, baby. I don't think I've ever been happier to see those blue eyes." When she just stared at him, he didn't know what to do. He watched her eyes go over to her mom. She seemed to have more understanding in her eyes when she looked at her mom. He didn't really hear what Donna was saying to Julie. He was trying to figure out if she even recognized him. Harry didn't realize Julie hadn't spoken to her mom either. When he went to stand up to leave, he felt her hand hold tighter to his. He looked at her, and her eyes darted back to him. She shook her head no. He sat back down. "I won't go anywhere."

Julie looked from Harry to her mom. Everything was so confusing. She could hear everything around her. She could comprehend most of it, but she felt like she was in a fog, and she couldn't seem to form any thoughts into words. She couldn't find her way through the fog. She didn't know what was going on. But she was tired. So tired. Which she didn't understand because she had been asleep for three days according to her doctors. When Harry told her to sleep though, she didn't seem to be able to fight it anymore. She closed her eyes and drifted off quickly.

A few hours later, Harry saw Julie open her eyes. He was the only one in the room with Julie and Amanda. Everyone else had gone to eat in the cafeteria. He didn't want to leave her. He was somehow afraid he would miss her waking up. "Hi." He moved a piece of hair that seemed to attach itself to her lip. "Good to see those eyes again." He smiled when this time she smiled slightly at him. "How do you feel?"

Julie looked at him for a moment. She swallowed hard and then smiled again the best she could. "Like I've been hit by a truck." She said slowly.

"Not funny." Harry said, but he couldn't help but laugh. He was glad to hear her speak, and he was glad that she was still her smart-ass self.

"Too soon?" She asked.

"Way too soon." He said to her. He reached up and kissed her lips. "I've missed you and your smart mouth so much."

Julie picked her other hand up and rubbed over her face a little. "Yeah, I'm not feeling that great."

"Because you've been hit by a truck." Amanda said sitting on the edge of her bed.

Harry groaned. "Will you two cut that shit out?"

Amanda laughed. "Sorry, Harry. You look like shit, JJ."

"You don't look like a million dollars either, friend." Julie said to Amanda.

"It is good to see you awake. You gave us quite a scare. You had Dr. Thompson all over you for three days." Amanda said.

"Well, someone needs to keep him on his game." Julie said. "Harry, can you get me some water, please?"

"Of course, baby." He got up and kissed her forehead. "I'm going to get you a bottle, and I'm going to tell your parents you're awake." He kissed her lips quickly. "I'm so glad you're awake. You have no idea." He smiled and walked out of the room.

Once he left of the room, he leaned his back against the wall and took a deep breath. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, tears escaping at the corners. He didn't want her to see him in tears. He didn't want her to see him worked up. But he was relieved. His heart was relieved. He sniffled after a few moments and wiped his eyes. He was overwhelmed. He had been so scared he was going to lose her. While he walked to the cafeteria he decided to call his mum. "Mum! She's awake. She's awake, and she's talking to me." Ok, tear-free didn't last long. As soon as he heard the relief and happiness in his mum's voice and her kind encouraging words, he started crying again. "I'm so relieved. Mum, you have no idea how much weight has been lifted. Oh god, I don't know what I would have done." He spoke to his mum for a few more minutes and promised he'd call again soon with an update. He walked into the cafeteria and found everyone talking over dinner. "Hey, she's awake. And she's talking."

Niall smiled. "That's great, man!" He stood up and hugged Harry. Harry looked relieved. He looked really relieved. "I can imagine how good that feels."

"Yeah, it feels great!" He said. He hugged Julie's parents, and he couldn't stop smiling. They were walking back towards the room after he grabbed Julie a water. "The best part. When I asked her how she felt, she said 'like I've been hit by a truck'." He smiled and shook his head. It was so her to say something like that.

Donna laughed. "Yeah, that sounds like my daughter. Least we know she's still herself."

"Yeah, I didn't realize how good it would be to hear her be a smart ass. But leave it to her to start as soon as she comes out of a coma." Harry couldn't stop smiling. As soon as she came out of a coma. She was awake. It had been the worst three days of his life. The hardest. The most stressful. But now, it was over. She was awake, she was talking, she recognized him, and she was being her typical smart-ass self. He was never happier to hear her sassy.

After a couple of hours of everyone talking, Julie was getting tired. "Harry, you should go home. Get some sleep. Relax for a bit. While you were at the cafeteria, Amanda said you only went home once while I've been in here."

"I'm not going anywhere." Harry said. "I just got you back. Why would I leave?"

"Because you need to. You need to rest. You need to get some real sleep. I'm really tired. I'm just going to sleep. There's no reason for you not to go get some real rest. I can see it in your face. You're wiped." She said to him quietly.

"Yes, I'm tired. It's been a long three days. But you're ok. And I'm relieved. And I don't want to go. I thought our fight was the last thing you were going to remember. I thought it's the last thing I would remember. That kills me." He admitted.

"Harry." Julie said reaching for his hand. "None of that matters. We'll talk more about it some other time. But none of it matters."

"I know it doesn't. I love you. I love everything about you. I respect you, and your feelings." He said to her.

"I know that, Harry. It was an argument. In a crazy situation." Julie looked into his eyes. "We can talk about it more later. I'm just so tired."

She still hadn't said she loved him, Harry thought. Why wouldn't she? "Ok, I don't really want to leave, but I will if it makes you feel better." He leaned down and kissed her. "I will be back first thing in the morning." He turned to let her mom and dad say goodbye, they were going back to the hotel to get some needed sleep also.

"Harry," Julie said. When he turned around, she reached her hand out for him again. When he took it, she looked up at him and said, "Sleep well. Hurry back. I love you."

He smiled, once again relieved. "God, I love you too." He leaned down and kissed her one more time. "I will be back first thing. You just get some sleep. Please." After their goodbyes, he took her parents back to the hotel and then went home. He went into his room and fell on the bed. She was alive. She was ok. She'd barely struggled with communication; they were warned she might. He kissed his cross and put his arm over his eyes. He cried, but happy, relieved tears until he fell asleep, still fully dressed.

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