The Road Less Travelled By (A 1D fanfic)

16; hopsitals

16; Hospitals

***Chelsie's POV***

Over the last few weeks, Harry visited everyday, everybody else except Louis a few times a week. He hasn't visited once. I cried my eyes out to Harry everyday. He even started crying a few times.

"So what are you going to do today?" asked Harry.

"Sit in this hospital bed, you?" I joked.

"Hardy har har, and going shopping with my bestfriend." He stated.

"Well you guys have fun!" I said with a smile.

"Haha we will!" He chuckled then left.

No goodbye, no kiss on the cheek, no nothing. Well then.

Over the few weeks, I remembered everything. But I have a feeling that I'm still forgeting something very important.

Harry came back in with a huge grin plastered on his face.

I gave him a confused look.

"Ready to go shopping?" He asked.

"Umm I thought you were going with your bestfriend?" I still had the confused look on my face.

Harry facepalmed then the little light bulb went off in my head.

"OH! HAHA I'm not aloud." I said.

"OH! HAHA yeah you are, I asked the doctor if we could take you out a couple days earlier and he said... drum role please!" I did a little drum role on my left knee as my right one was still broken.

"NO!"

I frowned at him.

"Just kidding, he said yes, need help getting dressed?'' he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Haha No thanks Mr. Styles, go ask my boyfriend that!" I giggled.

He just roled his eyes and helped me get up. I waddled over to the bathroom and got changed. I had to wear sweat pants cause nothing else would fit over my big ass cast.

I came out limping, and Harry helped me into a hospital wheel chair. We checked out and he walked me to the car. He helped me in the front seat then put the wheel chair in the back of his car.

I gasped and rolled down the window.

"Harry! You can't take the hospitals wheel chair!" I screamed.

We got a couple of weird looks and he laughed.

"I'm not, I bought this the other day, that's why it's purple!"

He came around and got in the front and buckled up.

"That must have cost a fortune!" I said getting out my wallet.

"Ah, where's my wallet?"

He grinned and took it out of his pocket and handed it to me. I looked through it and all I found was my ID cards.

"Harry. Where. Did. You. Put. My. Money." I asked nicely.

He took my money out of his pocket. I reached for it but he pulled it back to his pocket before I could even touch it.

"Harry!" I whinned.

"Chelsie!" He mimicked.

"Fine," I said sitting with a pout on and crossing my arms.

"You look cute when you do that!" He sqwealed.

I blushed. Why am I doing this? Before it got too akward I said,

"And you sounded gay when you did that!" I giggled.

Gay guys are really cute! haha, why did I think that?