Undiscovered

8.

Harry's POV

"Babe, babe? Wake up, babe?" I've been watching Emilee sleep for what it feels like forever. She hasn't slept in this late since I've met her, which is a little scary considering we wasn't out that late last night and neither of us had been drinking.

I can't keep my eyes off of Emilee, I'm full of worry but I'm hoping she will feel better today or I won't know what to do, I will have to force her to go to hospital and if she refuses, I will have to carry her into A&E kicking and screaming.

I shake Emilee a little to wake her up, it's 3 in the afternoon and I've tried waking her up four times, she isn't even a heavy sleeper, she has just stirred and fallen back to sleep, unaware of her surroundings. She starts to stir so I try to talk to her in a quiet voice to get her to come around.

She starts to rub her sleepy eyes to get herself to wake up, "Hey sleepy head, how are you feeling?" my voice is barely a whisper, I'm scared of her reply. She has woken up now but still hasn't answered, she is just laying there, staring at me, not even a glimpse of a smirk on her face, I know something is wrong.

"Em, Em are you okay?" Before she can even answer, she jumps out of bed and runs to the bathroom, oh no, this can't be good.

I run after Emilee to the bathroom but she has locked the door, I knock gently and ask if everything is okay, I can just hear her grunting, as if she is in pain and this scares me a lot, I can hear her sobbing, but the door is locked and I can't do anything about it. I wish I could take away all of her pain, this is horrible.

"Em, please answer me, baby. I need to know what's going on." I wait a few seconds before I can hear her take in a deep breath before speaking.

"Babe.." Her voice is croaky, worse than last night, it doesn't sound anything like her, "..I can't stop bleeding, it's getting too much for me, and my throat isn't making me feel any better, I think I've got tonsillitis." I can hear her sobs but she wont open the door, I just want to be in there with her, wrap my arms around her and tell her everything is going to be alright.

"Baby, please open the door, I can't stand that you're in there in pain and you won't let me in." It really is torturing me, the fact that she is in there on her own and wont let me comfort her. A few minutes in silence go by before I hear a click from the other side, she's unlocked the door.

I open it and step inside only to see she has her back turned to me, she is obviously embarrased, which I don't want her to be. I take her by the arm and spin her around to face me, her head in her hands as she sobs. This beautiful girlfriend of mine, sobbing into her own hands, she seems so weak, lifeless and this is what I hate, the fact that I can't help her when I really want to, all I can seem to do is comfort her. 

I pull her hands to reveal her beautiful face, stained with tears, and my heart aches for her. She is in pain, real pain, and I just want to take it all away from her, when I know full well I can't. I put both of my hands on Emilee's face, cupping her cheeks as I wipe away the tears with my thumbs, she looks so innocent and venerable, she really isn't herself.

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me as she leans into my chest, my finger find their way to her head, pulling her even closer.

"Shh.. it's going to be alright, baby. I promise, it's going to be alright." Her sobs are killing me, I cup her cheeks again, this time tilting her face to look at me while her tears keep streaming down her face, "Baby, I'm going to take you to the hospital, I want you to get better, I know you hate hospitals but I just want you to know, I'm going to be there with you, right by your side, I won't let you go. I'll stick with you until the end, I promise you. I love you Emilee."

Shock soon appeared on her face as she carried on staring into my eyes. Hers were dilated, I knew she wasn't feeling right. It took her a while to reply, but I waited. "I'll let you take me to the hospital as long as you stay with me, I love you Harry." I'm so glad she feels the same way and that she said it back, but in that moment I'm cut from my thoughts as she reaches up to me and kisses me as if to thank me. I really hope everything is okay with her. I'm scared more than anything, to think that something serious might actually be wrong but I try to put the bad feeling right at the back of my head to get me to forget about it, but it's not working.

She agreed to go to the hospital with me so I help her get changed, get a coat on her, grab the keys to my car and her apartment and lock everything up. I can still see the pain in Emilee's eyes and it's so frustrating, she shouldn't be in pain, she doesn't deserve this at all. She really doesn't.

I think I was dreading this hospital visit more than her, and I can tell the worried look on my face hasn't gone unnoticed with Emilee either.