Mine

Chapter 28

I watch the doctor check over Harry so I can finally take my future husband home with me. Harry winces when the doctor examines his wound covered in a deep purple bruise.

I can't believe I'm actually marrying him. I thought about asking him numerous times but I was afraid to. I had no clue he was planning this and how he managed to keep it to himself how they all did for that matter. I didn't ask him cause I knew my proposal would of been shit compared to his. His was amazing even though it was in a hospital, the fact he proposed in front of my best mate and his mum Anne and that was the first thing on his mind when he woke is amazing and certainly enough. 

"Mr. Styles everything looks good,  your ready to go home just sign the papers." the doctor says.

"Thank you." Harry shakes his hand.

The doctor leaves to get the papers. I hand Harry the bag I ran and got him this morning. 

"I got you sweats and your sneakers I thought you would of wanted something comfy to go home in, then you can shower and all." I stand in between his legs.

He lets out a soft laugh.

"These are fine after all Liam wanted to celebrate with you later so I'll be home alone anyway." he smiles.

"Not by yourself." I say softly. 

"That's what I said before I stormed out then got shot." he looks down.

"Hey," I lift his chin with my finger "let's forget about that your here now that's what matters most come with us tonight if you don't go then I won't."

He starts changing.

"Lou untie me?" he questions when he winces from the pain.

I nod crossing to him untying his gown.

"Thank god I hated that thing."

I help him get dressed cause everytime he moves his left side it hurts him.

"There all dressed." I smile as the doctor walks in.

He hands Harry the papers and he signs them. His mum is already at his Liam dropped her off there when he left.

"Where's mum?" he questions getting up slowly taking my hand.

"She's at yours cleaning up some things for you." I smile pressing the down button on the lift.

He smiles leaning against the wall for support.

"You alright?" I question the door opening when we reach the bottom. 

He nods.

"It just hurts a lot when I walk." he says leaning on me for support as we walk to his car.

I open his door for him helping him in then climb into the drivers seat.  Harry grabs my hand holding it I give it a squeeze. I know Harry isn't feeling the best but I hope he will soon. I heard that sometimes people fall into a depressive state when they get injured or at least that's what one of those little booklets said that I read while Harry was still knocked. 

"Smile baby I hate seeing you frown." I say softly, rubbing his hand with my thumb.

I really do hate not seeing him smile, it makes me nervous as hell. Only because he always has some sort of smile on his face. Seeing him like this makes me wish that was me.

"Here we are." I say pulling off.

I went the short way so Harry wouldn't see it, he hasn't really said a word about the accident. Other than when he woke but that wasn't anything apart from the proposal. I'm absolutely sure if he did see it though the images would come flooding back. He seemed happy talking about it then but I think it has finally hit him.