Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 14.

A/N

Fun fact: The picture above was going to be the original cover for this book but ended up editing something and it was perfect for this story. So it became the cover.

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I've been in the hospital for a couple days now. I think the doctors said I have to go back into surgery to make a couple of small repairs but I should be okay to leave within the next couple days. Haven't been given an exact day.

Meanwhile, these 3 days in the hospital haven't been horrible I guess. I don't get to see Lynn a ton because of work but it's okay.

The rest of the guys have popped in every once in a while to make sure things are going well. I will say it has been nice. I won't admit it to them that I don't completely hate their guts.

Although they still have their guard up. I don't know how to explain it. Some of them are tense and serious. While the others are relaxed just enjoying everything.

I just wish they knew that they can trust me. I think all I want is for us not to all hate each other. I need to try and get them to relax and open up to me.

Harry, he's been a brat. When has he not? He just complains and is so serious. Seriously, chill out Harold. I swear he has more mood swings than I do. One point he can be fun-ish and the next a dick. He needs some sense knocked into his stubborn head.

"It's not my fault! It's hospital food!" I scream back.

"It's disgusting! Tastes like dog shit mixed with Zayn's feet!" Harry throws the plastic fork onto the ground.

"Well I'm s- wait.." I think for a second. "How do you know what dog shit and Zayn's feet taste like??"

"I don- It- I'm guessing that that's what it tastes like."

"Yeah..., okay Harry." I roll my eyes and take a bite of the mashed potatoes.

"I am!" Harry yells. I hum and continue eating my food.

"Just eat the food."

"No." Harry pushes the plate away and crosses his arms like a toddler.

"Fine. Starve." I roll my eyes.

"You're being rude."

"And you are acting like a toddler."

"Am not!"

I really don't want to argue about how he is acting like a child.

I scream and frantically tuck my knees to my chest. Harry's eyes go big.

"Harry!!"

"W-What!?!" He comes up running to see what I am freaking out about.

Tears pour down my face and I continue screaming freaking out.

"There is a rat in the bathroom!!!" I kick my legs and tears continue flowing down my face.

Harry stands up straight and looks everywhere while walking to the bathroom. He gets to the bathroom and begins looking around everywhere on the floor.