I heard muffled beeps and voices. I tried moving, but I couldn't. I tried speaking, but I seem to have lost that ability, too. I'm stuck in a sea of black. I felt a pinch in the crook of my elbow, and I deperately wanted it to go away, but no such luck.
Where am I?
The voices got louder, as if my ears had just been cleaned out. The voices were distinctly male.
Why are there boys here?
"She's going to be fine," I heard one voice say.
And what's with the funny accent?
"I can't lose her again! I just can't!" another voice said. This one sounded better. He didn't have a weird accent.
"You won't," yet another voice said, still without the weird accent.
Who are they talking about?!
And why can't I MOVE?!
There was silence, then I heard shuffling and a door opening and closing, then more silence. I felt a warm hand on mine. Then something wet. I heard someone sniffling loudly. Was he... crying?
Who IS this?
"Angel?" the first normal voice said. "It's me, Harry."
Why is he calling me Angel?
"Please wake up," his voice cracked.
I'm TRYING!
"I can't lose you again. I just can't."

FOUR DAYS LATER...

I still hadn't moved. Not on my own, at least. Sometimes, I'd have a muscle spasm. Those weren't fun. And other times, someone made me move. Sometimes they'd lift me up and put me down on a cold bed, then do it again a few minutes later. And sometimes they just moved me. They started with my fingers, moving each individual joint, then kept moving until every movable joint had been exercised.
Why they did this, I have no clue. But it helped with the muscle spasms, at least for a little while.
There were different voices that talked to me, and sometimes there were multiple that spoke to each other. Who they were, I had no idea. If I could open my eyes, I would know.
But no. I couldn't. And it was pissing me off.
I had learned to associate names with voices. The one with the funny accent was Niall, and the one that talked to me the most was Harry. Then there was Zayn, Liam, and Louis. Eventually, there were more voices. These were female. There was Eleanor and Dani (had to be short for something. There's no way a girl's name is seriously 'Dani'), and then there was Mom. And another male voice was Dad. I already knew them somehow.
Sometimes, when Harry would visit, he'd ask me questions as if I could answer. Other times, he talked about his day or what stupid thing Louis had recently done. And more often, he'd simply hold my hand and cry silently, not saying anything.
The first time Louis had visited without anyone else was apparently really emotional for him, although I'm not sure why. It hadn't happened that long ago, because right after he left, Harry came in and started talking. After he left, nobody else came in for a long time. I didn't know what to think about it, because I didn't know why they kept talking to me like this.
Suddenly, I saw shapes and figures. I could see! At first, everything was blurry, but then came into focus. The beeping beside me was annoying, and I really wanted to know what it was. I turned my stiff neck and saw that it was a bunch of machines and a bag filled with clear fluid. I followed the tube with my eyes to see where it was leading to, and it led to my elbow.
OHHHH! That makes sense.....
The beeping was coming from a heart monitor, and I watched the line go up and down repeatedly as if my life depended on it. It was almost like watching TV, except more boring. But I hadn't seen anything but black for days now, so this was really entertaining to me. I heard my door click and I resumed my previous position and closed my eyes, acting as if I hadn't woken up. I sat perfectly still as a nurse checked my IV and a ton of other crap, then she left. I resumed watching the monitor until light peeked through the curtain. I knew that people would be coming soon, so I lay flat on my back and fell asleep.

Notes

Okay, so it's spring cleaning......
I've never done this shit before.
And we have a TON of junk.
We're practically hoarders.
But we don't try to be.
Anyway, gotta go. I'll try and post again tonight because I have a REALLY good idea.