Stuck Inside Four Walls

Chapter eighteen

It has been two weeks since my first treatment. Each day has been practically the same. Every morning, me and Harry have breakfast together, whether in the cafeteria or just in my room. Then I get my treatment, and after recovery, me and Harry watch a movie or play a board game. Then he falls asleep on the cot that they have brought in the room, because he stays here basically every night. This usually wouldn't be allowed, but since Gemma is his sister and my doctor told me that having a "good friend" with me is good for my treatment, they allowed it.

I have only had a few friends in the past that were really my friends. Ellie is probably my only real friend at the time. Except for Harry, it doesn't even feel like we are friends. With him, it's more like one of those family friends that you do everything with and are so close you feel like you're actually related. But then again, I don't know, I feel like there's something more, or there could be something more between us. Regardless, it feels like we have know each other for much longer than just over a month.

Right now it's about six o'clock in the morning, and both Harry and Gemma wake up at around eight. I hear something moving around the room so I turn over so I can see the other side of the room.

"Oh shit." Harry mumbles as he trips over a chair. I try my best not to chuckle because besides me, he is one of the clumsiest people I've ever know. His eyes shoot up and meet mine as he makes his way over to me.

"Did I wake you up? Shit sorry." He whispers looking upset with himself.

"No, I was already awake." I reply quietly.

"Ok, good because I want to bring you somewhere." He says helping me out of my bed and into my wheelchair that I hate with a passion.

"Put this on." He says as he hands me a blindfold.

"But why? Where are we going?" I ask with a quiet giggle.

"Just put it on. You'll see soon enough." Harry orders kindly and I oblige.

We are moving for about five minutes when we reach a drastic temperature change.

"Brrrr, Harry it's freezing! Are we outside?" I ask, shivering.

"Damn, I didn't think it would be this cold. Here take this." He says and lays a blanket on my lap. I thank him and wrap it around my shoulders. Within less than a minute he stops walking.

"Alright we are here! Wrap your arms around my neck." He instructs.

"Harry I can't see, you still have this stupid blindfold on me!" I exclaim and giggle.

"Oh, ya I forgot." He says and chuckles as well. I can't physically see him, but I can still see his grin in my mind.

"Here let me guide you. Put your arms up." He leads me.

"Harry, why can't I just take it off." I whine, becoming anxious.

"I can tell someone is a morning person." He jokes sarcastically, and I laugh along. I raise my arms up, finally giving in. He wraps them around his neck and he lifts me up. My side is against his chest and his arms are under the crook of my knees, as he lays me down on the ground, along with putting the blanket around me.

"Alright you can take off your blindfold, now." Harry says, his voice sounding much closer than it was seconds ago.

I take off the blind fold as quickly as I can, desperate to see where he has brought me. I untie the back and the mystery location is unveiled.

(A/N) I really like this chapter, not to sound cocky haha. So where do you think Harry as brought Alyssa?