Intent on Hating You (Larry Stylinson)

-Chapter Fourteen-

Chapter Fourteen

Things did seem to get better, We all seemed closer, and the fans seemed to notice too. We didn’t have any concerts and we’d only had one interview and we were officially on a break. Zayn and Liam had gone home to visit their families, Niall and Harry stayed in London with me.

It had been a week since the interview and I was sat in Lotties room at Hospital, Harry asleep in the chair next to her as I paced waiting for the doctor. He’d tell me how she was getting on, this was when I knew if she’d have a chance to live her life, or if my whole family were to be gone.

I gulped and turned around to pace the other way when something hit the back of my head

“Stop pacing, you’re here for a check up right?” James the boy in the other bed spoke, I’d got to know him a little having come in here every morning this week.

“Yeah” I nodded gulping and swaying on the spot, not being able to stay still.

“Dude, her brain activities been going up, I heard the nurse say” He said with a small smile “She’s very pretty you know”

“Yeah, yeah I know” I nodded, my heart beating a little, There was a noise behind me and Harry sat up rubbing his eyes looking around, I let out a deep breath and turned around and started pacing again only to have something hitting my forehead

“What are you even throwing at me?” I asked turning to James, he smiled and pointed to a bag of grapes

“Ew” I grimaced, he grinned

“Hence why I’m throwing them at you”

“Stop it” I pouted, Harry laughed. I scowled at him and he laughed louder, so I walked over to James’ bed and picked a grape before throwing it at Harry.

“Okay, yeah it makes you feel good, I see now” I rolled my eyes walking back over to Lottie and pushing Harry over on the chair and sitting on it placing my head in my ands and breathing out deeply.

“Mr Tomlinson” The doctor called and I jumped up almost falling over. Harry caught my waist and held me steady

“Yeah?” I managed to choke out, James had said, but James may have misheard.

“Well it seems like your sisters brain is a little more active, we’re more sure she’ll be able to breath on her own again, and we’ll keep up with regular checks” He said looking down at the clip board

“Told you she wouldn’t leave me that easily, she’s a fighter” I breathed sitting back down, it was on Harry, but I didn’t care too much. I don’t think he did either.

I ran my hands over my face and sighed before Niall walked straight into the doctor on his way in

“Ow sorry – management called, Paul picked me up, waiting outside, how is she? Are you sitting on his lap?” He breathed in deeply turning his head to the side

“quite okay” The doctor said walking out

“What do they want? And yeah she’s doing good” I said, ignoring the last part of the question

“I don’t know and good, she’s looking better” And it was true, she wasn’t as pale as before, but she was still thin. I reached out and took her hand in mine giving it a squeeze before dropping it and standing up

“Best get going hmm?” I sighed

“Yeah” Niall agreed as Harry stood up behind me. I waved to James as we walked out and felt a grape hit me and the others all jumped and turned to him