All The Same Mistakes{Harry Styles fanfic}

Ch 7

"Styles!" A woman called over the loudspeaker . "I still can't believe you fell." I laughed at Harry as we walked to his hospital room to get his arm checked. "Hey! How are ya? Have a seat." She said, patting the bed with plastic coated paper draped over it.

"So what'd ya do?" She asked him. "I um." He said, looking at me. "He slipped in the shower, and brought the curtains with him!" I blurted out laughing. The nurse let out a giggle. "The doctor should be here in a minute, okay?" She asked, closing the door as she exited the room.

"Why'd you tell her?" He grunted.

"Because you're a dork." I laughed back. "I hope it's not broken." He said queerly, looking at his arm held in hand. "You'll be fine." I said, giving him a kiss. The doctor entered the room, he was a slender tall man with dorky looking glasses and a slightly wrinkled face. He looked doctorish.

"What's the problem?" The doctor asked, Harry glaring at me. "He fell in the shower and hurt his arm." I said discreetly into the doctors ear. "Oh, I see." He said, standing from his chair. "We'll just need a few X-Rays and wait for your results . I'm going to have to ask your girlfriend to leave the room. Those words were thrown around alot. I blushed deeply as I left the room.

"Is Harry Styles in there?" A few girls holding magazines asked, gripping their sharpies tightly. "Uh yeah." I said awkwardly, standing in front of the door. "Eek!" They screeched at each other excitedly. "Guys it's been almost a year since The X Factor?"

"What? You don't know?" They laughed at me as if I was late on something. "Don't know what?" I asked a bit defensively. "He's been doing gigs at local places, he's so hot!" They screeched again. "W-what." I tilted my head. "Who are you?" They asked in disgust.

This is my time to play my card. "I'm his uh, I'm his girlfriend." I smiled. "What? God, he has a girlfriend?" They hissed. "And she's a cat like her!" They laughed as they walked away, leaving me dumbfounded. "Hey, you can come back in." The doctor poked his head out of the door. "Your boyfriends fractured his radius, he'll need a soft cast for a week or so."

Harry snapped his head at him. "What!" He accidentally yelled. "Sorry bud!" The doctor said confused. "I-i-" he looked at me and became quiet as the doctor wrapped Harry's arm.

"The bill will come in the Mail." The doctor said as we walked out of the room and down the hall to the elevator.

"Gigs, eh?" I smiled. "W-what. Wh, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Haz, don't play dumb." I said, holding his hand. "How'd you figure out?.." He cautiously asked .

"You have uh, groupies." I hesitated. "Bitchy ones."

"What! I'm sorry what? What did they say to you? He frantically asked. "Nothing." I replied. "Calm down and lets go home. I said, motioning him to get in the car.

***

Just sit down for a bit, 'solo artist.' I joked, sitting next to Harry on the couch. He put his good arm around me tightly, pressing his fingertips into my sides. "Harry I will murder you if you tickle me." I hissed. "What are you gonna do, break my arm more?" He asked playfully. "I'll break your face!" I groaned. "Fine, fine." He backed off and normally held me.

"Hey, Harry?" I asked, looking him in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me about your gigs? Wait. You don't even work at the gym, do you!" I started getting frustrated. "No, I do! I only work three days a week, I sing the other days." He assured me, kissing my forehead.

"Well, I'm mad, cold and tired. You gonna come to bed with me slippy fally?" I joked with him, getting up from the couch. "Yeah! Wait up." He laughed, chasing me down the hall way. He climbed into my bed. "Look away." I asked him, as I was about to take my pants off to change them out. "Anna, I've seen you naked.","Harry just look away." I asked again. "Nope. Just take your pants off and come snuggle with me please." He whined.

"Fine." I slipped off my pants and threw my sweatshirt onto the ground, now just being in a tanktop and panties. "Come lay downnnn!" He moaned, signaling me over. "Okay." I said, crawling in next to him and flicking off the lamp. "Can you sing for me?" I asked quietly. "Of course." He whispered and started singing 'U.N.I' by Ed Sheeran quietly until I fell asleep in the grasp of his muscular arms. "Hey Anna?" He whispered before I fell asleep. "Mmm?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He whispered as he stroked my hair.

"Mhm." I mumbled, pulling closer and kissing him as he started singing lowly again and drifting me off to sleep.