Caitlyn's P.O.V
"Name please"
"Horan"
"Are you a relative?"
"Vaguely, I'm his girlfriend"
"I'm sorry but if your not blood I don't
think your aloud to-""Look I'm really not in the mood today so you either let me take him home or you let me take him home. Unless you want to go through management and all that in which in the end I'll get to take him home, and you would've wasted our time..." She rolled her eyes finally agreeing to scanning my print.
"Are you of 21 years of age"
"Yes, here's my ID"
"Than I guess he's all yours, just check in with the nurses for some paperwork and your free to take him home"
"Thank you! " I flipped my hair in victory as I walked to his room.
I knocked lightly on the door walking in to talk to the nurse. I walked in setting down the bag of clothes I brought for him as he lay sleeping. There were a thousand images, emotions and thoughts running through my mind as I looked at him. Part of me was glad he was okay, but the seething panic that takes over me when I see his wound will forever haunt me.
"Hey Candice, Has he been asleep for a while now, I'm ready to check him out"
"Okay that's fine were just waiting for him to come back he's a little knocked out from the morphine"
"Morphine?"
"Oh yeah, he's been really aching in the left side of his body today. I suggest he stay in bed for the next couple days he's still recovering the stitches"
"Stitches?" I hated hearing the word appointments about him.
"Yes we had to patch him up again two nights ago because of the pain I his side. I'm assuming he didn't tell you?"
"No he did not.." I said exhaling loudly.
"Listen darling he's gonna be fine. He just has some medication to take and don't let him walk around much or the pain will increase."
"Thank you. It's very nice what you do" she smiled as she took the papers to sign. I sat down next to Harry, watching him breathe in, and breathe out. I was incredibly grateful to see him breathe again. The only reason I feel anything stable is because I haven't seen anything but his neck up- which is why I'm terrified to see the wound. But if I freak out, then Luke and M will and that's not good. I avoided looking directly at him as I packed up his things. Finally, all I had to do was wait for him to wake up.
"Okay Hazza things are gonna be a little weird for the next couple of days. You know everyone is crazy worried, I wouldn't be surprised if they suffocate you with love" I laughed to myself. I took his hand Into mine as I felt it gently squeeze back.
"You have no idea how hard it was thinking I had lost you." I said kissing his hand.
"But that doesn't mean you have to pretend your not in pain" I get why he does it but I don't need him to be strong for me, it should be the other way around.
"And I know Mickey, she's not only dying to see you again..but I know she's hurting a lot right now. She lost the baby after the first day, and she has to help Luke cope. She's gonna need you, and you need her so get better soon" I smile. Suddenly, he begins to wake up.
"Caitlyn" she mumbled.
"Harry...hey, how do you feel"
"Great, I feel like a million bucks" he says kissing my hand.

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It's a love/hate Relationship (sequel) After Amnesia
FanfictionEveryone wonders what happened before the Hemmings Family was formed, what went down in those ten years? This story is a rewind of All our lives from College to the birth our little Caitlyn. -M and L