Night Shift [h.s]

twenty four

☁️ ALANNAH ☁️

Getting released from hospital felt like heaven on earth and I swore I was going to do everything in my power to ensure that I never ended up in that position ever again. The warning signs had been there this whole time, I knew I was losing myself, I knew I wasn't right and that it'd only come back to bite me in the future. I should've listened to the signs. I should've known. And most frustratingly, I should've taken care of myself a little better, especially knowing that I was growing a baby inside of me. I didn't just have to look after myself anymore, I had to look after this baby too.

Harry hadn't left my side the entire time and that really shouldn't have surprised me so much. I didn't expect anything less from him really. Harry was beyond devoted and I really wasn't sure what I had done to deserve that from him. He would go to the ends of the earth from me and I had done nothing to deserve that kind of treatment from him.

I had lied to him. I had kept a secret from him and still he stood before me and he wrapped his arms around me and assured me that everything was going to be just fine. He listened intently to the other doctors who told me exactly what I should and shouldn't be doing, he made a note of everything as if he wasn't a doctor himself. He held my hand and refused to let go of me when it came to actually getting discharged from the hospital and he hadn't left my side since.

He took me right to my flat, though he had a little bit of torment trying to figure out whether to take me to my flat or his house, he claimed that I'd probably get more sleep at his house considering his bed and his mattress that felt like sleeping on a cloud. But I also wanted nothing more than to change out of these scrubs I had been in all night and get into my pyjamas or something cosy at least.

Harry and I hadn't particularly spoken much about the elephant in the room, or perhaps I should start saying the baby in my belly. Harry took to looking after me rather than saying anything at all about what had just happened. It was almost as if he didn't just find out that he was going to be a dad, it was like he was pushing that out of his mind momentarily and primarily just focusing on nursing me back to health rather than discussing the actual issue at hand.

It wasn't going to go away no matter how much he tried to push it from his mind, I had learnt that from experience. I don't think he was purposely trying to ignore it, I just think that it was a lot for him right now. A lot had happened in a few hours and he probably felt like he had been stuck in some kind of tornado and spat out with a dizzy head. I couldn't believe how he was even still functioning at this point.

"I uh- I told Grace that you're home, she was going to come and see you but I said that you needed some sleep, if that's alright?" Harry speaks up when I come out of the bathroom finally in my pyjamas ready to tuck myself up into bed. He had his phone in his hands and he was still clad in his navy scrubs that had been adored on his body for a solid seventeen hours now at least. He had bags under his eyes and he just looked exhausted, but still he was taking care of everyone but himself.