Harry POV
"So Harold, how have you been feeling?"
"Pretty good"
"Haven't been feeling sick?" the doctor asked.
"Nope"
"That's good. Now I have concluded that you were poisoned. Do you have any idea how the poison could've have gotten into your food? Into something you drank?"
"We hadn't eaten out in a while, and Sophie prepares the food..."
"Zayn, you don't think Sophie did it, do you?"
"I hadn't thought about it before now..."
We looked at each other for a few minutes, before we thanked the doctor and left.
"Well, how do we know for sure?" I asked, putting on my seatbelt.
"Go through her room?"
"Isn't that snooping?"
"Harry, you need to understand that she almost killed you. She can be hung for what she did."
I shook my head; I don't like the sound of that.
"What if she didn't?"
"Eh, we'll figure something out."
"Whatever you say dear" I said, mocking the lady that'd been on TV last night.
I rolled my eyes and turned the radio up, showing that the conversation was over.
I crossed my arms and closed my eyes.
My doctor's office was pretty far away from the pack house, almost an hour, but he was the best doctor there was for both werewolves and humans.
"Hey, don't fall asleep on me yet."
I sighed but shrugged.
"I'm tired." I muttered.
"Fine, be that way."
"I will."
And so I closed my eyes, calling out to sleep to take away my worries and bring me fantasies.
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The Other Half of Me (Zarry)
Fanfiction~ Sequel to My Alpha ~ So, where did we leave off? Harry wasn't waking up, was it? What measures will Zayn go to, to get his love back? Will things be the same when Harry wakes up? (BoyxBoy)
