Loving Blindly [Harry Styles]

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Chapter 27:

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I sigh and stare at the plain white wall while readjusting my back. I lean on the wall while watching the scene in front of me unfold.

When Gemma was gone, and Harry was reassured the I wasn’t leaving any time soon, he called his mum and told him the big news. I heard her squeal as Harry took the phone off his ear a few inches away.

“Mum, calm down” he said smiling.

There was a pause. A very long one.

“Okay mum” he said “bye”

And then we ended up here. I requested the presence of Louis. I would’ve called Niall, but his mum, Maura, didn’t allow it.

Louis sighs too and looks at me.

“I think I’d rather stay up all night with you than be here” he whispered. I lightly giggled.

I tried to listen to the doctor droning on about the operation, but after a few fruitless minutes, I decided to look at Harry instead.

His face was serious, lips pursed and eyebrows frowned. Every few minutes, he would nod then smile, ever so subtly before pursing his lips again.

It was either he was really paying attention and find what the doctor says funny, or he is pretending to pay attention.

I go for the latter.

I sigh and look at my watch.

“The operation will occur three days after this. Don’t worry, we’ll be using anaesthesia so you won’t feel pain. We’ll see if you’ll be asleep during the operation”

3 days?! So soon? I wasn’t ready for this.

“Thank you doc,” Harry’s mum said, politely shaking the doctor’s hand.

“Don’t mention it, Mrs. Styles” I saw Harry lightly cringe at the name. He knew that his mum hated being called ‘Mrs. Styles’.

I take Harry’s and Louis’ arm before guiding both of them out. I notice how Louis subtly leans in close to my ear.

“Well, thank God that was finally over”

I laugh…

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I aimlessly flick through the channels finding something decent to watch. Sitcoms, melodramas, nah, nah. Nothing good was on at 1 in the morning, so I decided to settle on HBO showing ‘All About Steve’ instead. Pretty decent.

Harry was out late – again – and I was all alone. I didn’t wanna call Louis, he was way too tired after the doctor’s babbling, and the other boys, well, I don’t wanna bother them at this time of the night.

Zayn and I, we haven’t kept touch. I did leave a bunch of messages like Bella did to Jacob – god, I got too obsessed with the twilight saga – but he didn’t answer any of them. I didn’t stop though.

As for Eleanor? Well, I haven’t kept touch with her either. I never saw her since, and I already missed her. I missed how she was able to make me laugh all the time, how she always forced me to go shopping.

My eyes droop closed, and as my head fell from the arm rest, they snapped open again. God, I was so tired. Where was he?!

I finally heard the door close. He came in, all sunshine and rainbows like he usually does when he’s out until 1 in the morning.