Loose Change (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) Book 2 (IN EDITING)

Part eight

Hey guys!!!!!! First off my comp is broken so I have to update on my grandpas and let's just say that the computer is pretty ancient. So if some letters aren't capitalized, I apologize. Well here! Enjoy :D

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The sound of very loud laughter begins to echo in my ear and I can't help but groan.

"Sorry." I hear whispered.

I hold onto my pillow tighter and I nuzzle my head into it more.

"It's okay Ni-"

I quickly open my eyes and I sit up straight to see Niall sitting in the couch chair next to the door.

I begin to rub my eyes, trying to make my sight more clear. Was I dreaming everything yesterday? Was it actually Niall instead of Harry? How could it possibly have been, I mean he was standing right in front of you...he held your hand...

I shake my thoughts and focus on Niall who is smiling widely as he types something into his phone.

"Um Niall." I say a little uncomfortable.

His smile quickly fades as his eyes meet mine. Concern meets his features and he quickly gets out of the chair and walks up to me.

"Are you okay? How's your breathing?" He asks as he begins to observe the medication surrounding me.

I quickly look down at the white comforter that is covering me and I squeeze it in my grasp.

"I'm fine don't worry. It's just....um where's Harry? He was here right?" I whisper the last part with my cheeks turning a light crimson shade.

If I imagined the whole thing than I'm going to feel very embarrassed.

I look up at the blonde boy slightly to see how he lets out a breath of relief.

"Ya he was. He just left a few hours ago and asked me to watch you." He responds.

I loosen my hands and lay them on each side of my body and I cock an eyebrow.

"Where did he go?"

Niall shrugs.

"Sorry, but I don't know."

"Well, did he say anything else?" I ask.

His eyes begin to stare at the roof. I can tell he's trying to remember.

"Nothing really. he just said he has to take care of some things."

Take care of some things....I remember Harry's words from yesterday:

'I'll take care of everything...'

'Go to sleep. I'll take care of everything. I will.'

I wonder what he meant by that... Is that what he's doing? I doubt it, but you never know what a person might do. Life is full of surprises.

"Um are you hungry?"

I feel my cheeks heat up as I realize how I zoned out completely out of reality for a second.

"Oh erm ya." I reply.

He walks around to the whole other side of the bed, walking up to the breathing machine and begins to plug it in.

What is he doing?

"Uh-"

"Before you eat, the doctors said you have to do 'this' first." He states as he points to the white machine and mask, obviously unsure what it's purpose is.