Gotta Be Him {Harry Styles Fanfic}

Chapter 24

Dedicated to Alex and Jess for been great fans! :) <3 Love you girlies!

(Pic on the side is Gemma and Harry >>)

Chapter 24:

It’s been 6 days since I woke up from my coma, my stiches had been taken out and I was now feeling a lot better but my chest still killed like a bitch to put it plainly. Harry was at the hospital as much as possible and we’d both agreed that our argument was stupid and Harry admitted he was just jealous.

“Hey” Harry smiled entering my now familiar hospital room holding a bunch of flowers in his hands.

“Aww, for me?” I asked him a smile growing on my face as he put the flowers on the edge of my bed. He emptied the old flowers out of the vase beside my bed and then replaced them with the new ones and the beautiful fragrance of roses filled my nose.

“Of course” He smirked kissing my swiftly on the lips. He went to pull away but I grabbed his shirt and pressed my lips back onto his, when we pulled away his cheeks were flushed and he had a cheeky glint in his eyes.

“What was that for?” He questioned perching himself on the edge of the bed.

“For been so sweet” I giggled and scrunched up my nose when my side stung from the movement, I gingerly shifted slightly so I propped myself up better on the uncomfortable pillows. I couldn’t wait to get home and be back in my own soft bed! At that moment the door swung open revealing a smiling Doctor Harris.

“Hello Lexi! Today is the day” he grinned and I nodded happily.

“Well, I’ll just give you the once over and if everything is going well you'll be able to head on home” He stated and he started checking my blood pressure and all that stuff as well as the many machines i was still attached to. The check took about 5 minutes but it felt longer, I waited nervously clutching Harry’s hand.

“Everything is healing the way it’s supposed too so you’ll be free to go today, we’ll just get you too sign out at the front desk but you will be limited to what you can do. For instance no physical exercise or anything that exerts you too much, so you will be required to have lots of rest and this includes no physical…intercourse between the two of you, or anyone for that matter” He instructed and I flushed bright red and Harry smirked at my awkwardness.

“Another thing you won’t be able to do is travelling so you won’t be able to fly anywhere for a while, not until you’ve returned to us for your check up in a 6 weeks time and then we’ll see if your lung is stabilized enough to resist the air pressure but any other form of transport is acceptable” As soon as he declared that I felt my heart drop to my stomach. I wouldn’t be able to return home for Christmas….

“Oh” I whispered and he gave me a sad smile and rested his large hand on my shoulder in a comforting way. He dethatched my IV drip from my hand and gave me a pack that included bandages and gauze along with dressings for my incision, he scrawled out a prescription for antibiotics and painkillers, which I was instructed to take twice a day. When he’d finished detatching me from everything he left me too pack up, I thanked him and he gave me a warm smile.

“Just doing my job” He remarked honestly before leaving Harry and I alone once again. Harry helped me of the bed gingerly avoiding my side. I straightened myself up and groaned from the pain that shot up through my side. I was wearing my loose black sweats and a loose t-shirt, Harry shuffled through my duffle bag and than handed me some grey sweats, black long sleeve and a massive purple hoody. I held up the hoody in my hands and raised my eyebrows at Harry who gave me a sheepish look.