Undiscovered

9.

Emilee's POV

I was dreading this hospital visit, I had the worst in my mind, I was just hoping it wouldn't come to that. I didn't think Harry would be that worried, but the look on his face that he thought had gone unnoticed, hadn't. And, I was worried more about what Harry might actually be thinking, and that, simply scared me, a lot.

The ride to the hospital felt like forever, and it felt even longer with the way I was feeling. I was going from freezing cold, to hot, then cold sweats and boiling hot again. I felt like I was melting and freezing up all in one. It was a horrible feeling. Harry didn't know what to say or do to help me so all he could do was turn the heating off in the car while I opened and closed my window repeatedly.

I didn't know how to explain to Harry how I was feeling when he kept looking at me for answers.

"Babe, are you okay?" He asked with sympathy in his voice. I didn't want his sympathy.

"I don't know what or how to explain my feelings to you, it's the worst thing I've ever felt." I tried to stop the tears from coming but I failed miserably, I hated being ill and I certainly hated feeling like this. This was a new for me, and I've now decided that I don't like new.

"Baby, I'm scared... I'm really scared, Harry." I carried on sobbing but I don't think I could cope with speaking anymore words so I just put my head in my hands and sobbed. Harry reached over and placed his hand on my thigh to comfort me. He knows that I hate fuss but right now I would do anything for him to stop the car, take me home and just make me feel better, I didn't know how he would do that, but I rather be anywhere else, with Harry, than on my way to A&E. I really was petrified.

"Baby, It'll be okay. I promise I will stay with you, whatever we have to face, I'll stick by you." He smiled a reassuring smile while we arrived at the hospital.

Harry came around to my side of the car to open it for me to get out. "I really am scared, Harry."

He looked at me with his beautiful green eyes, sick with worry, which made me feel worse for everything that was going on with me. If it was going to be bad for me to go through, I wouldn't want to do the same to him. "I know baby, I know, Shh.." He wrapped his arms around my waist as I sobbed into his chest. He kissed me on the forehead, took me by the hand and started to walk towards A&E, this was were the sick feeling in my stomach started to rise. But I swallowed it back down, I was not going to puke.

The inside of the hospital made me feel even more sick, it was horrible. There was no colour inside of it, it was all plain and bland and this is what scared me. What if I never came out of that hospital after today? The last thing I would see is dull walls and ceilings, there would be no colour to full fill my life and that depresses me.

"Baby, look at me." I look up to Harry to see his glazed over eyes, the tears fall from mine. He pulls me into him to comfort me. I'm scared and in pain and that makes everything worse.

Harry signs me in and we get told that a doctor will be with us right away. Harry and I sit back down in the waiting area while I intertwine my hands in his. It's a nervous action that I think Harry has picked up on. The sick feeling is returning slowly and I've got heartburn. Great, just fucking great. I just can't believe how bad this day has turned out to be. I just want to be at home, with Harry.

"Emilee!?" The nurse calls out for me. "The doctor wants to see you." I gulp as Harry and I stand up, still both of our hands connected. Even though he doesn't know, this is relaxing me a bit more than what I think it would. I feel like a school girl who has been called in to see the headmaster. 

Harry sits down by the side of me as I look towards the doctor.

"Hello Emilee. Can you tell me your symptoms again and we will see where we can go from there?" The doctor asks, with a smile on his face which is a bit relaxing.

Harry still has a hold of my hand and the worried look in his emerald green eyes. "Hello, yes well, I've been bleeding uncontrollably the past two months, I didn't think much of it until it kept happening, I've been having hot and cold sweats which make me feel sick, I had tonsillitis which knocked me down for a few days and before all that came, which still happens now, is if I hit into something, a bruise lasts for weeks, no matter how big or small it is. I'm starting to get worried because I've never been like this before." I take a breath, I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my chest, the doctor nods at my answer, I can feel Harry's eyes on me.

"Tell him about the shower accident, Em." I shoot a glare at Harry, "No, Harry. I highly doubt that is anything to do with it." Harry looks at me again, "Babe, if you don't I will." Harry looks towards the doctor at the same time I do, I stay silent. The concern is growing on the doctors face just as Harry is about to speak.

"Doctor, Emilee blanked out a few weeks ago, she was in the shower. I rung her and tried to contact her numerous times and she hadn't replied. Me being worried, went over to her place and when she answered, she had a cut on her head which was small but a lot of blood came from it. It took a few hours for it to stop bleeding completely. When I asked what happened, Emilee said she didn't know and that she must of fell in the shower resulting in her waking up at the bottom of the bath. Also, when I said she hadn't answered for two hours, she had a look of concern on her face but still thought she had only spent 20 minutes in the shower. Obviously this worried me, anything could of happened to her and I wouldn't of been able to do anything to help her. She blanked out for two hours."

A flash of concern was on the doctors face and nodded at all the right places during Harry's answer. The look on the doctors face wasn't very convincing.

"Well, taking all of this into consideration, I would like to take some tests on you, and I can tell by your reactions and the tear stains on your face that you're in pain. I think you should have a dose of penicillin while we take some tests. By what you've told me.. with the bruises not disappearing, it sounds a lot like hemophilia, which is where there is no clotting agency in the blood causing internal bleeding. It is lucky you didn't have a fall and cut bad, or you would of lost a lot of blood and wouldn't of been able to control it." The doctor sounds confident in his answer but also looks concerned to see what my reaction would be.

"Oh." I can't manage to speak anymore that what I did. I was in shock.

"Emilee is also allergic to penicillin." Harry answers for me, which I mentally sigh. 

"Oh, how bad is the reaction to it?" The doctor asks.

"The worst reaction, swollen throat, inflammation, weight on her chest and can't breathe properly."

"Oh, right. Okay. We will have to get something else. If you and Harry, is it?" Harry nods, "..can make your way through this door, I will get a nurse to take you to a room and I will be with you shortly."

"Thank you doctor." Harry speaks for me, he can tell any minute I am about to burst into tears. He takes my hand and puts his arm around my waist as we walk with the nurse. My mind is blank, I honestly have no clue what is going to be in store for me, but all I can say is that I'm shaking with all of this tension.