Why do I love you? (Harry Styles fan fiction)

Heading home

I wake up bright at 8am and I'm finally going home.I can't help a smile full across my mouth.

Lisa enters the room shortly after "Morning petal,your very happy today" She compliments

"Morning Lisa,I'm going home today" I give her the largest smile I can manage

"Hold your horses missy,we need to check your blood pressure first before you go anywhere" She informs me as I feel my excitement simmer back down to zero.

"But Harry said..." I begin

"Hold on let me do that now" She says pulling out the blood pressure machine and wraps it around my left arm.She presses a button and it starts to tightened round my arm which is a slightly uncomfortable feeling,whilst making a buzzing noise.It numbs the area for a moment and causes it to throb.It takes a couple of seconds before the reading is complete.

"Perfect" She says before pressing a button on machine,moments after it starts to loosen round my arm.Lisa removes it from my arm and writes notes on her clipboard.

The drugs have finally worn off and I'm feeling ready for the day.

Lisa spends an hour removing the various tubes and wires connected to my body.I have to tell you I felt several sharp pains in my arms as the needles and canular was removed.

I get up out of bed for the first time,I feel slightly dizzy but soon get my balance back.It feels so weird to be walking again after 2 weeks of just laying there and I'm feeling great.

For the first time in two weeks I decide to take myself to the toilet,instead off consciously peeing through a tube.

For the first time in my life,I'm feeling.

Soon the breakfast trolley comes along,it doesn't take me long before I finish my porridge and jam.As soon as my spoon is placed back down on my plate,Harry enters the room.

The nurse takes my bowl and exits the room,leaving us alone.

"Hey,your smiley today" He tells me

I can't help but smile back at him

"Hey" I reply

"I thought you might like these" He says handing me some clothes.

"They are all clean and ironed" He informs me

"Thank you" I say to him

"I'll leave you to get changed,please help yourself to any toiletries you find in my bathroom" He replies before swiftly exiting the room,closing the door behind him

I enter his bathroom,locking the door behind me.

I lift his long tshirt over my head as his wonderfully string aftershaves fills my nostrils.Such a soothing,calming scent.

I let the hot steam sink into my pours as I feel as though I could fall asleep in the shower,I feel so relaxed.

Sadness washes over me when I realise I have been in this shower too long and haven't washed anything.

I choose a golden bottle and an orange scent fills the air.I then decide to wash my hair as well,it could do with some love and care after so long.