Stereotypes (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 10 - Court

“Alright sweetie,” dad said Saturday evening, “you’re all checked out, let’s get you home.” It’s just after 4 pm. Dad helped me sit up slowly then turn and place me feet on the floor. A lot of the bruising has healed, my ribs hurt terribly though.

A nurse walked in then with a wheel chair. “Just in case,” she said.

I took a deep breath and let my dad help me to my feet. It feels like I haven’t walked in years. I was more than thrilled when they unhooked my from the bathroom tube things, those are beyond disgusting.

My feet feel a little numb but I can walk. My dad had already helped me get dressed in sweats and a tee and he’d slipped flip flops on so I started shuffling towards the door. He grabbed Liam’s bag of goodies and followed out after me.

X

“Home sweet home,” dad said as our taxi pulled up in front of our familiar apartment complex. It doesn’t really look like an apartment from the outside, it looks like a business building actually. But once you go inside the main entrance it’s like a big open lobby, like a hotel. Then there are elevators that go up to the different floors; the apartments are so big there’s only 6 on each floor, and all have two stories.

“It’s so good to be back, I’m so beyond ready for a shower.”

He helped me out of the taxi then up to our apartment. I guess for most people there would be a big ‘Welcome Home’ sign and people everywhere ready to hug you. For me, however, I got an encouraging smile from my dad as he started to help me up the steps.

“I got it dad, thanks.”

“You sure?”

I nodded.

“Okay. Holler if you need me.”

“I will.”

As long as I move slowly and carefully, I’m fine. As soon as the warm water hit my body I felt relief. I shampooed twice and as badly as I wanted to scrub, the back of my skull is still bruised and it hurts.

When I finished I wrapped a towel around myself and looked in the mirror. Light bruises circle both my eyes and along my left cheek bone. The shower washed off a lot of the dried blood, that made me look 10 times better.

“Skylar!” dad yells up the steps, “Dinner!”

“Be down in a minute!” I yell back.

I slowly put on clean underwear and comfy pajamas then walk downstairs.

“I made lasagna, that sound okay?”

“That sounds perfect!” Over the past week I’ve lost 6 pounds because I basically didn’t eat anything.

X

“Skylar sweetie, it’s time to wake up.” I slowly open my eyes. “Did you get some sleep?”

“I didn’t have any dreams, or nightmares I should say, but it took me forever to fall asleep.”

“I know, you’re worried about today.”

I nodded but that wasn’t the only thing keeping me up. It’s amazing with everything that’s on my mind I have room to think about Harry and his dimples.

Almost as if he read my mind, “Hey, by the way, how’s things going with Harry? I thought you two were kind of becoming friends but I haven’t seen much of him lately.”

I shrug, “I don’t know.”

He gives me an odd look, “Hm. Well, I’ll leave you to get dressed. Be downstairs in 20 minutes.”