Wishing Star [Harry Styles]

20 || Something New

I feel something cold touched my forehead. I softly whined, feeling a bit cold and sweaty at the same time. I can feel my body slightly shaking and sounds of my uneven breaths filled the room that I am sleeping in.

"Are you sure you're doing that shit right, Harry? Oh my god Jesus Christ! What if you're doing something wrong and -"

"Shut up!" I heard Harry's voice hissed. Irritation fully cleared in his tone while the person beside me, keeps on doing the actions of the cold cloth on my face. I heard some things shuffles as I tried my best to pretend that I'm still sleeping.

Tyler scoffed. "Then I'm sorry, dick. I'm just trying to help my best friend here." He spoke and I could now see him rolling his eyes at him.

His voice is a bit lighter than Harry. I can sense that Harry is the one dabbing a cold wet towel in my forehead while Tyler is a bit far away. Maybe he's sitting at the edge of the bed or in the door entrance of the room.

"Well, you're not helping so shut your mouth." Harry scoffed. It's obvious that Harry is trying his best to calm his voice but Tyler seems to runs out off his patience, not even helping a slight bit. Tyler muttered something that I couldn't quite understand as the silence took over us right after.

I waited a few more minutes until Harry stopped what he's doing. I felt the body beside me slightly got out of the bed as I can also feel the air tense at the three of us.

"I need to go somewhere." Harry announced. "Tyler?"

I felt the bed dipped at the space beside me, a new but familiar fingers slowly and weirdly stroking my eyebrows. "What?" Tyler asked, rather a bit harsher that it quite intended.

Harry sighed. "I don't want to argue again with you and you know that. Just go look after her while I'm gone. I'll be back as soon as possible. Let her eat the breakfast I made her earlier and give her all of the medicines I prepared last night after she ate her food. That would help her flu and . . ."

I'd have gotten a flu last night. After all of the crying and thinking, I can't believe that I'd had fallen asleep. I need to go later at my house and probably call my brother for what Jake did to me. My brother needs to know.

" . . . also, don't just let her go home yet." Harry continued, making me a bit irritated at him. My thoughts immediately vanished a few seconds ago when Harry continues his somewhat 'command' to Tyler. "She's probably confused right now and I have plenty of things to discussed to her later. So, just don't stressed her out."

I heard Tyler chuckled, "You do really think that she's your girlfriend, huh?"

My breath hitched as the word 'girlfriend' was mentioned into the conversation. A slight flashback replayed through my mind of the first time me and Harry met. It was still a blurry and unbelievable day for me. Until now, it still stunned me a lot.

Harry laughed at Tyler's comment and sighed. His laugh is so beautiful and light. I just wanted to hear that amazing sound every time that I could have a chance to. I will never get tired of listening to it. " I was, but that's not the important thing that I am thinking right now. I'm so confused, mate. I'm worried about everything."

"And what is that 'everything' you are saying?" Tyler bit in, still playing with my eyebrows.

"No - it's not important." Harry changes the topic. "Anyway, I'll be back before dinner."

My best friend scoffed again, as he asked Harry something before he walk out. "And where are you going? How am I supposed to talk to her about what happened last night?"

"Ignore her." He yawned as I heard his footsteps slowly walk out of the room.

"You didn't answer my first question, Harry!" Tyler yelled, making me jumped a bit. "Hey!"

I heard Harry's muffled laughed from downstairs. "I'm just going to find myself, man! Like literally!"

I opened my eyes slowly to see Tyler's face buried in his hands beside me. He looks so stressed and tired. I'd never saw him in my whole life looks so untindy and such a mess. I feel kind of sad and dissapointed at myself for letting them worry about me. I mean, they don't have to worry about me and about what happened with me and Jake last night. I want them to know that I'm fine physically. I'm just broken inside. I'm just broken emotionally.

"I'm sorr-"

"Holy shit balls!" Tyler jumped beside me, looking at me with horror. I laughed at his face as he settled down his breathe and hold his hands into his chest for support. "Fuck Jesse! You almost killed me! Have you heard all-"

I shook my head and cut him off. "No," I lied, sitting up a bit and resting my back at the head board of Harry's bed. I blushed at the sudden reminder that this is his. "I just woke up after Harry left. Why? Is there something I am not allowed to know?" I raised my eyebrows.

He smiled at me as he slowly patted my head. "No, Jesse." He spoke. "It's not important anyway. Do you want to eat? You're burning by the way. Harry came here at 4am in the morning checking you if you're okay and then he came almost destroying my bedroom door telling me that you're sick and that I fucking need to help him. He's worried sick."

My heart twisted at Tyler's words. I blushed once again as I realized how Harry came here in my life and protects me every single time. He cared about me so much. Words can't explain how that sweet Harry is.

"He takes care of me?" I asked, smiling as I remembered Harry dabbing a towel on top of my forehead.

Tyler nodded with a genuine smile. "Yeah, you know - that asshole is a fucking douche bag but I guess he's very sweet sometimes, especially with you. He keeps on shouting at me, commanding medicines, food, and water for you. I don't mind though." He shrugged while peeking his nails. "I know he's just stressed out because of what happened last night, but he is really nice to be honest."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "He told you about it?"

He scoffed at me. "That - that asshole will tell me? No. Harry is way to quiet to say things to me. He likes his privacy too much." He crossed his arms. "Someone at the party told me about what happened."

I blinked, "Oh."

Once Tyler told me everything about how Harry was worrying for me earlier in the morning, we both finally decided to go downstairs and eat some breakfast that Harry prepared for me.

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I know this is short and it sucks but this is just a filler chapter and I swear the next chapter will be much more longer. All the love xx