Drive » Haylor AU

6 - The Days

"These are the days we've been waiting for, neither of us knows what's in store" ~Avicii

The streets gradually grew better as we made our way back into the city and away from Harvard Park. We didn't talk much, but radio music filled the car, making it a somewhat pleasant ride. It took me a while to realize it, but we were headed north-west (<--- omfg whyyyy), back towards Beverly Hills, instead of merging on to the I-15 N. Wasn't that in the north-east?

"Isn't the 15 in the north-east?", I asked hesitantly.

"I need to do something quick before we leave.", Harry said shortly. His eyebrows furrowed as he focused on the road.

"What?"

"None of your business." Actually it kind of is my buisness, jerk.

I just rolled my eyes, not wanting to start another fight. He noticed though and shook his head in a disapproving manner.

"Shut up. You don't know shit." His voice was cold as ever, only making me madder.

"That's because you won't tell me!", I argued.

Silence filled the car once agian. Why had I paid him to drive me? Now I was stuck with a total asshole for at least a week. I regretted it already.

Harry was just so bipolar. One minute he would be laughing and the next he was screaming at me. What the heck was his problem? Where we were going was my business, I was the one he was driving after all. I just didn't understand why it was so difficult for him to be friendly. I mean, we all had our breaking points, but his seemed incredibly sensitive. This was going to be a long trip...

My thoughts were interupted when Harry stopped in front of a barrier and pulled a parking ticket, making the barrier lift. He drove through and looked for a parking spot, while I was just confused. Where the heck were we? My question was soon answered as I saw a welcome sign.

"Why are we at the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center?", I asked, still confused.

"That's for me to know and for you to wonder." He unbuckled his seat belt and pulled out the key, sticking it in the pocket of his jeans.

"You're leaving me here?" Was he actually expecting me to sit around in the car while he does whatever the heck he wants to do? No way.

"That was my plan."

"Nu-uh. Not happening. Could I maybe go inside and at least use the bathroom or something?"

He sighed, but then nodded. I unbuckled my belt, grabbed my toiletries bag and got out, standing in front of Harry for the first time.

I was pleasantly suprised that he was taller than me, meaning he was at least 6ft. 5.8ft is pretty tall for a girl, which brings its disadvantages.

"What are you waiting for?", I asked after Harry had been standing there staring at me for a couple moments.

"Right, sorry." He shook his head and walked off, my keds following him accross the parking lot and though the main entrance.

We entered a bright hall with large windows and blue furniture. It was cleary laid out with signs pointing in all directions and a large inforamtion desk in the middle. I looked around in awe. What was Harry doing here? This seemed like a pretty expensive hospital.

"Go to the bathroom, do whatever, just meet me back here at-" He looked at the wall clock "-11:30." That gave us 20 minutes.

I nodded and watched as he scurried off into the elevator and out of my sight. I stood there for a couple moments, before sighing and following the signs to the nearest bathroom.