Heart Vacancy Boy (Nathan Sykes FanFiction)

Chapter 3

Nathan woke up to the sound of talking. Hanna wasn't in his arms any longer. He looked over to the door seeing it had a small crack in it. He listen closer to whoever was talking.

"You can't do that to him. The band would end up with nothing. Nathan is a huge reason this band works and you know that Uncle Scooter. Just give me some time. I will have him back to normal." Nathan could tell it was Hanna. But he didn't under stand why she said Uncle Scooter.

"I can do whatever I want to do. I run this band. I never said I was kicking Nathan out, I said that I wanted to replace him, till he was back to normal." Nathan knew that was his managers voice. Nathan quickly got out of the bed and into the wheel chair. He went over to the door opening it. Hanna and Scooter's attention turned to him.

"How much of that did you hear?" Hanna asked him. Nathan gave her a weak smile, before glaring at Scooter.

"You want to replace me? Really? It would be easier to just kill the bloody band! I will be back on my feet in no time, so you can hold off my replacement Scooter. If people ask I took a break because of a problem. Now I would love if you left Scooter. Have a nice day." Nathan pulled Hanna down into his lap taking them back into his room, he closed the door in Scooter's face before he could say anything. Nathan made it half way back to the bed, before he just broke down and started to cry.

Hanna tried to calm him down, but nothing was working. She looked over at Tasha who was walking over to them. She put her paws on Nathan's legs leaning her head on his. After a while Nathan calmed down. Hanna gave him a hug.

"I can't believe they want to replace me. I thought they were my friends." Nathan whispered. Hanna shook her head.

"Nathan, the boys want nothing to do with it. They want nothing to do with the band without you with them. But they know that the show must go on. They don't want to do it. It was Scooter's idea. Scooter is stupid and just a jack ass. You have no reason to worry Nath. I promise." Hanna told him, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Hanna can I leave in the morning? I don't want to be here any longer. I just want to go home. Just to have everything back to normal." Nathan sighed.

"You know if everything was back to normal, then I shouldn't even be here now. I shouldn't have ever been here." Hanna got out of Nathan's lap, grabbing Tasha's leash, and her bag. She knew Nathan never wanted her there, she just had to here him say the words, or some thing like them.

"Hanna that's not what I meant. Please don't leave. I know nothing will be normal, there is really no such thing as normal." Nathan said more tears coming into his eyes. He might not know her very well, but he felt that they had some kind of connection. "Hanna you are the only one that I can turn to right now. The only one that will take my side. Please just don't leave. Please." Nathan heard the door open and close. He had lost her. he knew there was no way of her coming back. She wouldn't come back. He could feel it in his bones. He lost the best thing that had happened to him, is his break up, and now he lost it. He lost the only thing that could help him, the only thing that he could turn to for help. He basically lost his life.

'Doing what I did is for nothing now.' He thought to himself. 'I could be fine right now, but no I almost died, because I knew she needed help and now she is gone. I am so fucking stupid. So fucking stupid.' Nathan yelled at himself in his head, till the door to his room opened again. He slowly lifted his head. Stood there was the thing he thought he lost.

"Y-your not l-leaving?" He asked. Hanna shook her head, walking over to him. She handed Nathan a bag, pushing him into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Nathan looked in the bag seeing a set of cloths. Nathan smiled to himself. He was getting out of there.

He pulled off the hospital gown, looking down at the scar, that was now on his side. When the truck made impact with him, the bumper sliced open his side. That was the thing the doctors were most worried about other, then his legs. Nathan had a couple of other gashes on him, some bruises other then that, it was just the huge scar, and his legs. He would have to live with the scar for the rest of his life, as a reminder of what he did, but he didn't care. It was all worth it to his as long as Hanna was around.

Nathan pulled on the shirt Hanna had brought him, then the shorts. they were a bit harder to get on, but he managed. He went out of the bathroom met by Hanna and Dr. Perry. They both smiled at him.

"Okay Nathan, you are free to go. Take it easy for the first week, don't try and start walking for about a month okay? I know it's a lot, which means you wont be back on stage as soon as you would like, but it's for your health." Dr. Perry told him.

"Okay....... So is there anything big I need to worry about when, I don't know showering that what not?" Nathan asked.

"No, just make sure you get the scar bandaged up after words. Anything else just ask Hanna. You got yourself a good little helper here Nathan, don't lose her." Dr. Perry said before leaving the room.

"So how did you get to my flat?" Nathan asked Hanna.

"I called Max." She said. Nathan gave her a confused look. "I still have your phone sorry." Hanna handed him his phone, Nathan just put it in his pocket. "Did you like it?"

"Like what?" Nathan gave her a confused look. Hanna put the bag back on his lap. Nathan looked back in it, pulling whatever was in it. Inside was a little Sloth plush. Nathan laughed hugging her. "Thank you, it's cute."

"Max told me a couple of need to know things about you, while I was at your flat with him. Now come on, we should get there. Tasha must be having a freak out, with one of us not being there." Hanna said pushing Nathan out of his room.

"What do you mean one of us?" Nathan asked.

"Oh Tasha normally knows when she has someone to help. When I left to go get your cloths she didn't want to leave you." Hanna explained to him.

"Got it. Hanna do you know if there is anyone outside? You know like press?" Nathan didn't want people knowing about this. He knew it would scare the fans. He would tell them just not now.

"There isn't, but to be on the safe side, I put your hoodie and glasses in the bag. Mind handing me the beanie?" Nathan nodded taking everything out. Luckily they were still in the lift. Hanna pulled on the Beanie, helping Nathan some. It was a bit of a challenge for him to put his hoodie on in that chair. Which made Hanna laugh.

Hanna pushed Nathan out of the lift, walking to the lady at the front. It was a different one from when Hanna had first came right after Nathan had been hit. Hanna walked over talking to the lady.

"I need the discharge papers for Nathan Sykes." Hanna told her.

"Oh they have already been taken care of by Dr. Perry, he is free to go." She smiled. Hanna thanked her before going back over to Nathan.

"That was fast." Nathan said.

"Dr. Perry already took care of them." Hanna smiled. Nathan smiled back as they reached his car. He really want to drive, but knew he couldn't. Hanna helped Nathan into the car, before folding his wheel chair and putting it in the back. She jumped into the drivers seat, before pulling away from the hospital.

"Happy to be away from there?" Hanna asked Nathan, seeing the massive grin on his face.

"Yeah, but for the most part I'm glad your not gone." Nathan blushed.

"You need me right now. I'm not going anywhere, till I know you are okay." Hanna smiled at him. Nathan nodded falling asleep, with the biggest grin ever on his face.