Tongue Tied [H.S]

029

One day later...

"you've got everything packed?"

"yes."

"you've got your clothes in this bag?"

"yes."

"you've packed your phone charger?"

"yes, Harry I-"

"what about your meds? The ones the doctor gave you. Those are in here too?"

"yes Harry, I've packed everything, stop stressing please"

"okay, okay... I just don't want you to forget anything. I'd rather not have to come back to this place because you forgot your toothbrush or some shit"

"oh fuck"

"you forgot your toothbrush, didn't you"?

"no..." I say slowly making my way over to the bathroom to grab my toothbrush.

"fuck, what would you do without me, huh?" he says with a smug tone.

"oh Harry, I don't know. You're my saviour" I reply sarcastically.

I walk back to Harry with my toothbrush and a bag of toiletries and place them in my bag.

I hate when he's right.

"okay, now you're SURE you've packed everything?"

"I'm sure, let's go, I have to see the doctor before we leave anyways so we've got to be quick"

"okay, you go, I'll meet you there"

"okay" I respond before walking out of my room for the last time.

The last time.

That feels good to say.

Fuck knows how long I've been in here, but It's been far too long. Sure, It's been nice being around everyone but It's also tiring.

Especially when you're in a room with five boys who don't shower every day because they're making sure you don't fucking die.

They stink.

I had to get Paisley to bring over her diffuser so that our room actually smelt decent.

Zayn, Paisley, Freya and Faye took a separate car back to the house, they should be there now they left about an hour ago.

I miss my bed. I can't wait to collapse on it when I get back...

Or... softly sit on it.

The doctor said I need to take it easy for a while, so I don't think I'll be doing any collapsing on my bed for a while.

As I make my way down the hall, towards the nurse's station, I realise I've never actually walked down this way of the hospital. I woke up in my room and the only other place I've been is across the hall from my room where I did my physio sessions.

It's really a beautiful hospital. It's got stained glass windows all along the walls and beautiful paintings.

I make it to the nurse's station and ask for my doctor. A lovely blonde nurse named sienna said she'd call him for me. 

I still don't know his fucking name. this is so bad.

I take a seat a bit down from the nurse's station and wait for about five minutes before I see my doctor walking down the hall towards me.

"Luna! You ready to get out of here?" he asks with a smile.

"I'm more than ready" I respond eagerly.

"awesome, I just had the nurses finish up your discharge papers so you should be all set"