Harry's POV
The ride up the elevator was silent, the smell of disinfectant strong. All my thoughts were focused on Logan.
It has been two weeks.
For two weeks she has been locked up in the hospital room, not accepting any visitors, or family.
She just wanted to be alone.
I still would come very day though, bringing her a small bouquet of flowers and leaving them by the door.
The nurses and doctors had told me that she would be able to leave the hospital by today.
A small smile appeared on my face as I checked in again.
"Hello Mr. Styles." The old nurse named Sarah smiled, handing me my visitors pass.
"Ello." I greeted, sticking on the sticker and walking down the hall.
There was a small skip in my step as I came to a halt in front of the door.
I fiddled with the bouquet of flowers, clearing my throat before opening the door.
"Log-" I cut myself off, the flowers falling to the ground when I saw a sight I never wanted to see.
Louis was kissing Logan, both of them unaware of my presence.
I slowly walked out, the tears falling from my eyes.
Disappointment. Anger. Deceit..
That was all I could feel.
I walked out of the hospital, my hands shoved into the pockets of my jeans.
Tears streaming down my face, staining my shirt with each step I took.
Leaving the hospital, my mind was focused on two simple things. Something that everybody could regret.
Betrayal... And vendetta..
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfiction"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
