(totally did not forget about this no wdym)

As Y/N woke up from her slumber, she saw blue marbles once again tending to her. Were they not green before? Don't worry about it.

Harry leaned in, and his hot garlic breath hit her in the face. What had he eaten for lunch? That should have been the thought running through Y/N's mind, but all she could think of was how sexy he was.

The curly-haired man sighed britishly and then lashed out at her, "How coul' you fain' o' me li'e tha' ? I was so wo'ied!" (the author has still not figured out how to write in British how is she going to survive talking to her sister's white british boyfriend bhagwan hi jaane)

Suddenly, realisation struck his eyes as he realised that he had to go get ready for a concert.

"I know you jus' go' ou' of a coma, bu' do you wan' a fron' row sea' a' ou' concer'?"

Y/N said yes.