Harry's P.O.V.

The next morning was like every day. Me and Zayn ignoring the sun's wakeup call and sleeping for as long as possible. Louis coming in to wake us up; which usually took forever, but today all he said was one word and I was up and at-it. (He had more trouble with Zayn, I tell you, that boy is a determined sleeper.)

You’re probably wondering the word Louis said, well he said, Kaya. Before he knew it, I was up, showered, dressed, and out the door. The lads watched me walk towards the door with a dumbfounded look on their faces. I could tell they were all thinking, 'Hazza's up? Already??? Record!!'

"I'm going to see Kaya." I say ignoring their 'oh-- Harry's in l-o-v-e' faces and walk outside.
Instantly met with Thousands (this is not an exaggeration) of reporters and fans. As I pushed through the crowd I smiled and waved at some of the girls, which then caused some of them to pass out. I quickly got into my car and drove away as fast as I could, legally that is.

I arrived at the hospital about 10 minutes later; walking to her room I felt my heart race. I knocked on her door scarcely breathing and barely heard her say come in. That is not a good sign, I resisted the urge to run into her room and be by her side. I walked into the room slowly expecting the worse. Kaya looked at me and her face instantly brightened. I could tell she had been crying so I walked to her side and sat on the edge of her bed. She was shocked but I smiled and scooted closer.

"What's wrong?" I ask "I don't mean to pry but I feel responsible for you and I want...no, I need to know what's going on."

She began to cry again.

Mentally cursing myself I thought 'Oops wrong question....’

"I-I'm sorry." she said before answering. "I have to choose between being crippled, iron leg, or no leg." She said, fresh tears in her eyes.

'Well that's a no-brainer.' I thought. As if reading my thoughts she said,

"You probably think that’s a no brainer but my family has like no money and without a father my mom has to work and we barely get by with paying bills and buying food. Medical bills are so difficult to pay off and with our situation this decision is so much harder. Plus now I can't get into college." she began to cry harder.

I felt absolutely terrible, for her, her family, and I hate to say this but, I felt bad for myself. Guilt level had just gone up by like 50 points.

"Kaya, I-I'm so, so sorry. This is all my fault."

She stopped crying and looked at me shocked and slightly mad. "Harry," she said with such a force it scared me a little. “It is most certainly not your fault. It's the idioit who was supposed to be in charge of the lights fault. It's your bodyguards fault as well; they should have been taking better care of you. To be honest, with your apology you've made me glad that my leg is shattered. You now can continue to sing, live, and steal girl’s hearts just as you've done before. Go 'Live While We’re Young', enjoy staying 'Up All Night'. Do you know what 'I Want'?"

I interrupted. “Do you know what 'I Wish' to do?"

She gave me a puzzled look.

I smiled scooted closer until I was inches from her face and whispered,” ‘Kiss You'", and that's what I did. The little spark I already had in my heart now turned into a raging bonfire; fireworks were exploding in my mouth and head. 'Man!! I need to kiss her more often', I thought. Besides all of this, you know what the best part was? No you don't, well... she kissed me right on back.