One Day at a Time

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HARRYS POV

I feel someone slightly nudge my shoulders, "Harry.... wake up lad."

"Huh?" I say groggily, lifting up my head from the side of Ally's hospital bed where she lies peacefully sleeping.

"Tired?" Niall asks handing me a nice warm cup of Starbucks.

"Yeah, i slept here last night."

"i see that," he chuckles "Doctor said he tried to get you to sleep in the fold out chair but they couldn't get you even inches away from her so they just let you be"

"yeah probably a smart decision on their part." I chuckle, leaning back in my seat, not taking my eyes away from her.

"well I'm sure after seeing the commotion you made at the front desk last night, they wouldn't want to mess with you again."

"good, that's how i like it." i say cockily.

"Whats this?" he asks motioning to the journal lying on my lap.

"oh nothing."

"well obviously its something, is that your diary??" he coos laughing before walking to the window.

"uh Harold come see this..." niall says looking out the window.

I get up from my seat and open the other curtain taking a peak of whats down below. People. People everywhere. And they aren't just normal people but paparazzi. those fuckin paps are everywhere. There must be at least 25 of those big black vans and 4 of them are for different news stations.

"Why do they care so fucking much if 2 semi-unimportant people are at the hospital?!"

"five.... five semi-unimportant people.... and one pretty important rich ass who has some apologizing to do." I turn around and there stands Simon freakin Cowell along with Louis, Zayn, and Liam.

All of them have get well soon balloons, Simon has a huge bouquet of at least 2 dozen roses and Louis has a giant teddy bear almost bigger then him.

"Heyy!!!!" i say running up to them with open arms and all 3 come in for a big group hug, even niall joins in. Not Simon though, he just stands there like the fucking fool he is.

"These are for her, Where should we put them?" Liam says with a arm full of things.

"Umm the couch for gifts I guess." i say pointing to the couch. But we put the flowers in a vase on the table next to her bed and set up the balloons.

"so how is she?" Louis asks once we're all sitting down.

I take one glance at Ally and say the first word that comes to mind, "Broken."

"I'm sorry this had to happen haz."Louis says giving me a pat on the shoulder.

"it didn't have to happen though, it wouldn't have happened if she would have been with us, where she was supposed to be." i say looking from louis to Simon, "but someone had to send her home with no ways of communicating."

"Harry, we need to tal-"

"Save it Simon, I'm not in the fucking mood." i snap at him.

"neither were we but you need to talk to him haz, you'll understand why he did what he did."

"harry look why don't you step right outside the door, ill make it real simple, no bull shit excuses and you don't have to forgive me... just give me the fair shot of explaining myself"

I look from Ally to Simon and back to Ally, "She'll be good lad, you'll only be gone about 5 minutes, we'll be with her."

"fine" i say standing up from my chair, "You've got 5 minutes so make it quick.'' and i follow Simon into the hall.

"Listen I know your probably upset with me an-"

"You said no bullshit excuse, get to the point."

"The people that I'm dealing with are being a pain in the ass strict and I'm currently trying to get you a management company, no management company wants a band with baggage and members who can't follow rules, I did what they expected me to do, now the deal is practically sealed but they want a original song by Friday."

"A song?! We don't even have one yet and it's already Tuesday!" I yell.

"I know, I know. The boys are probably done catching Niall up, we should go discuss with them."

"Alright." I say but he stops me before I open the door.

"Listen, Harry I really am sorry. I should have told the both of you what was going on."

"Well I'm not forgiving you."

"I never expected you to." He says before we both go in the room.

"WHAT?!" Niall yells as we enter, "BUT there NO timeee!!" He whines.

"Tell me about it." I mutter under my breath before taking my previous position next to Ally's bed.

"Well boys,you need to write the song, quickly might I add, and then you'll have to spend most of the time that's left in the studio."

"No." I say shaking my head, " that won't work, I'm not leaving her."

"Well boys I don't have all day to discuss this issue, so write the song and if you can't get lover-boy to leave then I guess make sure the song is only for four parts." And then he leaves the 5 of us around her bed.

"I get it, I wouldn't leave either." Zayn says after a few moments of silence.

"No, and you shouldn't have too..." Liam says.

"And you won't have too..." Louis adds, a smirk of an idea on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"We write it here and get them to us, the we'll play it live." Louis adds.

"How are we going to get them here?" Zayn asks.

"Well we could say we got trapped by the enormous amount of fans here..."

"but there isnt that many here... plus, we cant bombard the hospital to where people wont be able to get it..."

"yeah, well we'll work on writing the song and then we'll go somewhere else... like some hotel, get a room with a balcony. Somehow tell the internet world and paps where we are and then, boom fans just like that." he says snapping his fingers.

"woah... look who got brains overnight" i say ruffling Louis' hair.

"so what do we say boys??" Louis says looking around.

"I'm in." Liam says while Zayn nods in agreement.

"I'm in as long as we can get some lunch... "

"deal, then its settled... we'll start after lunch" Louis says standing up from his seats, "Where yall want to go?"

"NANDOSSSS" Niall yells.

"Alright, fine with me... you comin haz?" he asks me and i look over to Ally.

"No, im staying here, i wanna be here when she wakes up."



ALLYS POV

I squint my eyes open as the bright lights shine through to my eyes and take in my sorroundings. i am in a hospital bed with a huge, sweat cast from my foot to my knee and a metal brace on my finger and wayy to many needles and moniters hooked up to me.

Next to my hospital bed there is a big vase of bright red roses and many balloons and cards scattered around the room.

On the other side of my bed, I watch Harry. hes writing in a journal of somesort, It looks like hes writing on the cover of it even though im not sure what hes writing.

"Whats that?" i ask.

He looks up and a his face immediately lights up at the sound of my voice.

"its nothing... good morning love, how are you?" he asks.

"sore....weak." i say trying to sit up.

"woah there take it easy" he says, moving up the top half of my bed so i can sit up more easily.

"harry?"

"yes love?"

"how long has it been since i was last awake?"

"um about 24 hours or so you talked to me... but you went back under right after."

"oh." is all i can get out.

"yeah, the boys came to see you... even Simon came and apologized."

"Is that who all of these are from?"I ask looking around at the balloons and flowers.

" yeah they-"

"man that was good." i hear niall's voice from around the corner and thats when they see me sitting up, "ALLYYY!" he yells running to the side of my bed and giving me a huge hug and i wince.

"sorry." he says.

"its fine."

"vas happening crip?" Zayn asks laughing.

"nothing much dick, how are you?" i ask laughing and he gives my a little nudge.

"do u like your stuff?" Louis asks.

"Yes i love it, especially that giant teddy bear over there"

"YES! i got you that because I'm the best." he says and I laugh.

"thanks lou-bear." i tell him.

"no problem, So hows the song coming Harry?"

"Song?" i ask turning to Louis.

"oh yeah we have to make up an original song and be able to perform it for the new management we are trying to get by Friday.."

"ummm what day is it today?... Saturday?" i ask dumbfound.

" no sweetie... its Tuesday which means Friday will be here before we know it, so you got anything haz?"

I look at harry and he looks to me, "Yeah... I think i got something."

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