The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)

The Hospital Day 1

After school on Monday I go to the hospital as planned to begin painting Mrs. Hartford's walls, Harry has decided to meet me there I guess he'll be keeping me company because he's told me that he's no artist.

I arrive, Ms. Hartford and Harry both sit inside the white walled room surrounded by different cans of paint.

"You ready to begin your masterpiece?" she asks.

"I can't promise that it'll be great or perfect." I say.

"Nonsense, anything that gives color to these walls is fine."

"Ok, well, I was thinking we could maybe do a Cali kind of theme."

"Sounds great." she says,"I'm heading out, I'll be back in an hour to relieve you."

"Ok, bye." she exits.

I begin painting as Harry just silently watches and plays on his phone.

"You're not bored?" I ask.

"Eh, kind of."

"Why don't you entertain me and play something on that guitar of yours?"

"I would but I don't want to disturb the guests."

"You can do it quietly, if anything they'll be enlightened."

"Fine." he pulls out his guitar and starts to play.

He's singing 'Chasing Cars' I bob my head up and down to the rhythm while painting.

"Let's waist time, chasing cars around our heads."

An elderly woman walks in and asks,"Who is that? Who's singing? Is it you young man?" she asks pointing at Harry.

"Yes ma'am."

"Well let me tell you something."

Oh no.

"You have a very beautiful voice." She says smiling down at him.

Phew.

"Thank you, ma'am."he responds.

"Feel free to come by the senior center anytime young man, we need some real music in the lobby."

The senior center is somewhat connected to the lobby, that's where all the seniors like to hang out and socialize I guess this lady must've been passing by and heard Harry.

"Thank you, I'll try."

After the lady leaves I tell Harry,"You should head over there, if I'm helping out here there's no reason you shouldn't be entertaining people over there."

"You sure you'll be fine here alone?"

"Unless I choke on my paintbrush I'm sure I'll be fine."

"Ok then I'll be on my way, just text me if you need anything."

"Will do."

After Ms. Hartford returns she comments on my acceptable amount of progress within an hour and pays me my $3.00. I go over to the senior center to find Harry in a recliner laughing next to two elderly women. I drag him out.

"Bye, ladies!" he calls.

"See you tomorrow." says one, pinching his cheek.

"Some work?" I ask as we walk out of the hospital.

"I never thought I'd like the senior center so much."

"Yah well I actually have to do things other than sit in a recliner and eat jello."

"I know where I'm going after I retire." he says.

"Umm you have to think about a job before you think about retiring."I say laughing.

"Good point."

"What do you plan on doing when you're older?"

"I might go to law school or something. What about you?" he asks.

"I want to be an artist."

"Shocker."

"You'd be a good lawyer do to the fact that you'd win every case with your accent and dimples." I playful poke one of his dimples and he laughs.

When we arrived on our street he points to the entrance to the woods, grabs my wrist, and says,"Come on, I have something to show you!"

"No." I pull my wrist out from his grip,"Are you crazy? I'm not going in there!"

"It's fine you're with me."

"I'm not allowed to anyway and even if I were I still wouldn't go."

"I understand." he says disappointedly.

"Harry," I say in a whisper,"I just can't go in there after what happened. I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you sooner. I would've never let that happen."

"It's not your fault-"

"I don't think I can ever forgive myself for that."

"But Harry you saved-"

He pulls me into a hug, puts his hands on my shoulders, looks me in the eyes, and tries to fake a smile.

"See you tomorrow." he says before turning away and walking home.