More Than This (Harry Styles) {COMPLETED}

Chapter 14: A True Friend

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Chapter 14: A True Friend

The first few days in the hospital were not all that bad. Harry came every so often to visit me. We often talked for hours before he had to leave, but over those few days, we became good friends. The good thing was that he never came empty handed. One day he brought me a massive chocolate chip cookie the size of my face. Another day he brought me a few board games to play with him. When he wasn’t at the hospital keeping me company, I was downright bored. The first few days I channel surfed, but I got bored of that after a while.

After the fifth day of being trapped in the boring hospital bed, Harry came into my room with a disappointed look on his face. “Hey,” he sighed as he plopped himself down in the chair beside my bed.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, confused about his depressed attitude.

“I have to leave for the rest of the tour.” He looked up at me.

“When?”

“Tonight.” He sighed, and I felt a pang of sadness, knowing I would be all alone.

“Are you coming back?” I asked, my eyes brimming with tears. I was becoming quite emotional since my only friend was now leaving me. First it was my family and now my only friend? I sniffled as I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

Harry looked up at the sound of my sniffles. “Don’t cry. I’ll be back. I promise,” he said as he looked into my eyes with sincerity.

“When are you coming back?” I asked, still feeling like a load of bricks had been dumped on my shoulders.

“In three weeks.” He simply stated as he continued to stare at the ground guiltily before looking back up. “But I promise you once the tour is over, I am coming right back here to be with you while you recover. I am not going to abandon a friend in time of need.”

I smiled through my tears. Friend. I was his friend, and he was mine. Just the thought that I had someone to count on made my heart flutter with reassurance.

“Promise to come back?.” I smiled through the tears that were still flowing out of my eyes.

“Pinky promise.” He smiled as he held out his pinky to me, just like my dad used to do when I was little. He gave me a tight hug then departed.

. . . . .

Harry was going to be back in another three days, and I could not be more excited. He called me a few times through the hospital to check up on how I was doing, but he could not talk for long before he had to go off and do another concert and what not. Other than that, the three weeks without seeing Harry went by extremely slowly. I had nothing to do, and nothing to look forward to. I would lie in my hospital bed, still too weak to walk, and stare at the plain white ceiling, thinking about what life would have been like if I hadn’t been kidnapped. Would I have been the school queen bee? Would I have gone to university? Would things even be the same as before? Would I be on my way to becoming a teacher as I had planned?

As of five days ago, I was no longer confined to the bed. The nurses gave me a walker to use when I wanted to get out and use the restroom without their help or to walk around the hospital floor and stretch my legs. At first, my abdominals were still in pain from the surgery, and my legs were weak from the lack of use, but it gradually became easier as I practiced and regained my balance. I had to relearn everything that required the use of my legs. It was like horribly sucking at a sport that I was once good at. Those first few days of trying to get my legs to move upon command were pure agony. My short fuse often made me become frustrated. The tremendous effort I had to put into the ability to walk nearly made me quit, but I knew if I did not relearn now I would have a harder time in the future.