The Bad Boy

Chapter 113

Stephanie's P.O.V.

The lights flick on, and I roll my head to see who turned it on. Harry, Niall and Ash file into the room. I hold my finger to my lips and then point to Ally, who's drooling peacefully on my shoulder. Niall nods.

"mmmprh." Ally mumbles, sitting up a little and wiping a hand across her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Niall rushes over to her side of the bed.

"No, I'm dying. I'll see ya on the other side." Ally jokes. Niall forces a smile onto his face even though he doesn't mean it.

"Does your back still hurt?" He asks.

"No it magically got better." She rolls her eyes and tries to sit up more which causes her to wince.

Niall looks up at me. "Did the doctor come by?" His normally sparkly blue eyes are dull.

"No, not yet. It can't be much longer though." I say.

"Yeah." Niall says, eyeing my spot next to Ally enviously.

"I'm going to get some coffee." I say, stepping off the bed. "Anybody need anything?"

"DRUGS!" Ally says.

"I'll come with you." Harry says, following me out into the hall.

"Do you know where the cafeteria's at?" I ask him as the door swings closed behind us.

"Yeah, just follow me." Harry says.

"Ally said something about Gemma coming here tomorrow?" I ask.

"Yeah, her and her boyfriend which she's so excited for me to meet." Harry huffs.

"You sound like you don't want to meet him." I observe. Harry just shrugs. We walk in silence, round a few corners and reach the cafeteria, which is a wide open room, enclosed by glass panels.

Harry and I walk up to the counter. "One coffee please." I order.

Harry hands the woman at the counter a dollar and she hands me a styrofoam cup and black lid.

"Machine's over there." She points to a coffee dispenser nestled in between a coca cola machine and the wall.

I walk over and fill the coffee cup almost all the way up. I empty in two packets of sugar and a little plastic cup of cream before sticking the lid back on.

"Thanks." I say to Harry.

"Do you want to go sit outside and talk?" Harry asks as we walk out of the cafeteria.

"Sure." I follow him outside to a little courtyard type area. He sits on one end of a red bench in front of a coy pond and I sit on the other.

"How's New York?" He asks.

"It's good, but it's really cold." I offer.

He sighs and rests his head in his hands. "Shit Steph, I'm sorry I didn't believe you when you told me that you were going to tell me about New York before you left."

It feels like this huge weight is lifted off my chest. "I wasn't though Harry, I wasn't going to tell you because it would be so hard to say goodbye."

"I figured as much." Harry says.

"I'm so sorry Harry, this whole thing was stupid. Can we just be done fighting?" I ask, my voice cracking.

"Yeah, yeah we can." He says. "C'mere."

I crawl across the bench and onto his lap. His arms encase me and I tuck my knees to my chest, resting my head on his shoulder.