Saved by Kylie

44.) Going Home

Kylie's POV

Everyone's taking shifts so Sarah's not alone in the hospital. Harry's filming the rest of his movie here, so when he's on break he visits her.

"Hey," I smiled, walking in with T.
"I'm ready to leave. It's so boring here," Sarah whined.
"In a few days. You've been here for eight days, only a few more," I said.
"She can actually leave tomorrow morning," her doctor said, walking in, "all of her tests came back normal and we lowered her pain medication. She seems to be responding to it well. She can leave tomorrow morning."
"Great! Do I have to sign anything?" I asked.
"You'll sign the release forms tomorrow and I'll get you a prescription for her pain meds," she said, leaving.
"Tomorrow!" Sarah squealed, "but I don't want the paps to see me."
"They won't. We'll all out the back and have security all around you," I promised.
"Okay, good," she said, relieved.

We stayed with her until Harry came. He usually spends the night with her.
"Do you need anything before we go?" I asked.
"No, I'm fine. I'll see you guys tomorrow," she said.
"We'll get you out without a single picture being taken," T promised.

Sarah's POV

I changed into black leggings and a grey shirt that had a winking face on it. I looked at myself in the mirror. My bandages on my forehead and nose were gone, but I still had stitches on my forehead. My nose is still black and blue, but it isn't as swollen anymore. I can see out of both eyes again, but my left eye is still really tender.

"Are we all ready?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. Sarah, get in the middle," Khloé instructed. I stood in the middle of everyone. Kylie and T were in front of me. Harry and Khloé were on each side of me and we had security surrounding all of us. Khloé handed me a pair of sunglasses and I took Harry's hand.
"You're coming over, right?" I asked both of them.
"Yeah, I'm hanging out for a bit," Khloé said.
"I'm coming over after I'm done filming," Harry told me.
"Let's go," Kylie said.

We made our way down the elevator and out the back door. I kept my head down, paparazzi was everywhere. Harry and Khloé guided me in Kylie's car while security pushed the paps back.
"I'll see you later," Harry said. We kissed quickly and I jumped in the car.
"Everyone buckled up?" T asked, from the driver's seat.
"Yeah. Let's go," Khloé said, beside me.

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"I just hope you take it slow for a few months," Khloé said, laying beside me.
"My face is bruised and I can't breathe right. I'm not going anywhere," I reminded.
"I feel so bad. This is all my fault."
"No it's not. Chill out. It was that guy in front of Kris."
"But I'm the one that didn't stop, and now you don't have a car," she said.
"I need a new car anyway. I think I want a Rolls Royce Phantom."
"Why? I don't like Rolls Royce's. Get another Range Rover. They're more practical and you won't draw as much attention to yourself," she pointed out.
"Yeah. I guess you're right," I said.

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I woke up and looked around.
"How long have you been here?" I asked Harry.
"Oh about twenty minutes. Did you sleep well?"
I smiled, "yeah."
"We're having a little get together with your family, in honor of you coming back home."
"Okay, let me do something with my face," I said. I got up and went in my bathroom.
"You shouldn't do anything to it," Harry called, following me.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I still look really bad, but my right eye is turning yellow. My left eye and nose is still a little swollen and tender.
"These stitches on my forehead is going to scar," I mumbled, touching them.
"There's only three, it'll be a small scar," he said, trying to sound optimistic. He kissed my cheek.
"Your family's waiting for you," he reminded.

We went downstairs and went in the kitchen. Everyone is scattered around the house, but I'm hungry.
"Hey Sarah. You're looking better," Kris smiled, handing Harry and I a plate.
"I'm a mess, but thanks."
"In a few days your black eye will be gone. Why don't we all go to lunch tomorrow?" Kourtney asked.
"I can't leave the house looking like this!" I exclaimed.
"Sure you can. Magazines are asking for pictures of you. Why don't you just show yourself?" She asked.
"Because that's ridiculous and I don't really want everyone staring at me," I mumbled. I put some fruit salad on my plate and went to the fridge and grabbed a Nutella container.
"Ew that is so not healthy for you!"
Kourtney shrieked when I dumped my Nutella on my fruit. Harry started laughing. I stared at Kourtney and took a big bite.
"Oh my god," Kylie said, getting the whole conversation on video.
"Sarah, I'm uploading this video of you on snapchat. So now you can go to lunch tomorrow because everyone knows what you look like," Kylie smiled.
"Kylie! I'm ugly!" I whined.
"No you're not," Harry told me.
"That video is going to trend on Twitter because I'm so ugly," I muttered.
"No. The video will trend because it's a miracle that you're alive!" Kim said, walking in. Nobody said anything, we were all speechless.
"Too soon?" She asked.
"Uh, yeah," I whispered.
"Let's all just go in the livingroom and watch our show, since it's Sunday," Kris said.

Tonight's episode was the night of the Grammy's. Kendall and Kim had their separate interviews for the show. Kim was explaining who Harry was and she thought I was being a bitch because I wasn't thinking about Kendall's feelings.

Harry and I weren't really watching the episode. We were playing with the different filters on snapchat.

After the episode was over, Kris kept everyone in the livingroom for an announcement.
"I wanted everyone to be here for a little surprise. Each year we go on a family vacation so pack your bags because next month we're going to Paris for four days!" She cheered.
"Paris? Next month? Isn't our family vacay a little early this year? It's February," Khloé reminded.
"Yeah, but we all go on a family trip during Kylie's birthday. This is just a fun trip for the whole family. I have everyone's tickets, we're taking three private jets, and we're leaving at six a.m. so we can be in Paris in time for dinner. We'll have the whole night to rest and then we'll meet and have fun! I'm so excited for Paris!" She said.
"Will my stitches be out in time?" I asked Kylie.
"Don't worry! You're face will be fine!" Khloé laughed.
"Okay, I'm in!" I smiled.
"Harry, you're invited too. I have your ticket," Kris said. I smiled and looked at Harry.
"Thank you, but you didn't have to buy me a ticket," he said.
"Paris is so romantic," I smiled.
"You guys are sharing a suite with Khloé and Kendall. Scott and Kourt are with Kim and Kanye. Kylie and T have their own room and Corey and I have our own room."
"What about Caitlyn?" I asked. Everyone looked at Kris.
"I didn't ask her to come," she said, "but I will soon. Don't worry," she said, quickly. I leaned on Harry and he wrapped his arms around me.