Taking the Wrong, But Right Risk (1D fanfic)

Chapter 8

*Chapter 8

*Harry's POV*

The nurse told us that Charlie came out of surgery and hour ago and that she was sleeping. She also told us to go home and change, then we could come back.

"I have to go to the bathroom. Then I'll just walk home. I need the air and I have my phone." The other boys nodded sleepily and walked out of the hospital. I turned around and instead of walking towards the bathrooms I went and found Charlie's room. She was alseep like the nurse said, but other than that she looked pretty good for someone who was just shot. I grabbed a chair and pulled it to the side of her bed.

I grabbed her hand and sat there for a while before I started talking.

"I'm sorry Charlie. This is all my fault. This was my fault. You probably left because of me. I should never have put you in my room. I just let my feelings for you get in the way of everything else. I just wish you felt the same way. I like you Charlotte Marie Jackson. I think you're amazing. When you fell asleep in my arms I wanted you to stay there forever. I really do like you, but I have to go. I will be back in the morning. I promise." I grabbed her hand and kissed it. Then I kissed her forehead and left the hospital to go home.

*Charlie's POV*

I woke up in the middle of the night in the hospital. A nurse came in and said that I had been walking down a street and was shot. I knew that wasn't the case, but it was best if I didn't tell her what really happened. Then she left for a few hours and let me watch some tv.  

At about 6 in the morning the nurse came back and gave me some pain killers. "Five boys were waiting all night for you, you know. I think they all like you."

"Haha no, that's not the case. I am spending the summer with them. And two of them, Louis and Liam, have girlfriends. Where are they?"

"Well that curly haired one came in last night for an hour after the other boys left. I saw the look in his eyes. He really likes you, or at least that's what I over heard him saying to you." I blushed and tried to hide it, but failed. "I think you like him too, just a little, but you will realize you like him more sooner or later. I sent them home and told them to come back in the morning. I wouldn't be surprised if they came in soon."

After a half and hour of watching The Office I saw my favorite five boys walk in my room along with Liam and Louis' girlfriends, whom I have become close with, but not as close as the boys. I gave them all hugs and greeted them all. We talked for a while, but then the talking died down and it became kind of awkward.

"I'm kind of hungry. Niall, Zayn, do you think you guys could go down to the food court and get me something to eat?" They both nodded and headed out the door.

"You know what? I think we should go, too." Eleanor said grabbing Louis hand. Then she turned around and grabbed Danielle's who grabbed Liam's hand. Then it was just Harry and I.

"Hey, Harry." I said with a smile smile.

"Hey, Charlie." He said as he walked over towards my bed and sat on in so he was facing me.

"I heard you were the last one to leave last night, or atleast that's what the nurse said."

"Oh, yeah," he was blushing now. "Did she say anything else?"

I could tell that he was seeing if she told me about what he said, which she did. "Umm, I can't really remember." I was sitting up by now so our faces were pretty close. "She might have said something about you saying something about me."

"Oh she did?" He was asked leaning in a little bit.

What a punk! I thought. He is trying to get me to kiss him. If I don't he'll know I don't feel the same way, but I kind of do! Ugh what the hell am I supposed to do?! I stopped thinking and leaned in. I just went for it. I kissed him. I kissed Harry. His hands instantly went from his lap to my waist. My hands went to the back of his neck as I wrapped my arms around him. We weren't kissing for very long because we knew the others were coming back soon. When we pulled away from the kiss I looked at Harry. He had a cheeky grin on his face. Soon Harry was sitting on the bed next to me with his legs stretched out by mine and we were laughing about a story he had told me. It was about Niall running into a sign after go-karting. It was really funny and we were laughing for a couple of minutes when we heard a cough from the door.