Gone

Chapter 24.

A kiss on my forehead woke me up. I fluttered my eyes open and looked up to see Harry looking down at me.

“Hey love, the doctor wanted to talk to you,” Harry motioned to the man in the lab coat standing awkwardly by the door.

“Miss Taylor, you have been released and Nurse Jenkins says you have no other family so this gentleman has to sign you out. Is that all right, sir?” the doctor looked at Harry.

“Yeah, for sure, I-I- I mean yes sir,” Harry stuttered.

I laughed at him which earned me a playful glare in return.

“Okay, Mr. Styles will you sign this paper and Miss Taylor will be on her way,” smiled the doctor.

I didn’t feel like I should be released this early but I wasn’t complaining. I watched as Harry signed the paper that was on the clip board. I watched has his hand gripped the pen tightly and his signature go on smoothly onto the paper. He looked back and smiled as the doctor left the room.

“Where are you going to stay?” Harry asked me.

“Well, good morning to you too,” I laughed, my voice full of sarcasm.

“I gave you a kiss! That’s good enough,” Harry shrugged.

“I thought I was going back home but I’m not sure now. I am eighteen and I don’t want to go back,” I told him.

“Come with me!” he begged.

“Harry it’s not that simple,” actually, it was that simple. I would go with Harry on his tour and go back to England with him. I just knew I wanted to be with this guy for a long time.

“Yes it is! We can go on tour and then go back to England afterwards,” he was basically reading my mind.

I hesitated before answering. He and I both know that I would go with him, I could tell he felt that way by his eyes.

“Okay, I will go,” I smiled finally decided my already decided decision. That made sense right?

“Yay!” Harry started jumping up and squealing like a little girl.

I laughed at him before joining his little scene. We got all my things ready and I finally put on regular clothes. “You have clothes in my car,” he smiled.

“Thanks, but I think I will stay in my dress for a while,” I grinned back.

We walked out the door of the hospital and the fresh air felt so good. It was really hot but I didn’t mind, it felt good to get out of that air conditioning filled asylum. Okay, not a real asylum.

Harry called Niall and put him on speaker when we got into the car and pulled out of the hospital parking lot.

“Hello?” Niall’s Irish voice came through the phone.