Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One

Chapter 85: Pulling Fingers and Twitter Explosions

       

Beth's POV

Chloe's head suddenly moves from looking up at Harry to looking at me and I take a sharp breath in as I slowly walk in.

She really is awake.

"Mummy..." she says in a small voice and a feeling of relief floods through me.

I try unsuccessfully not to cry as I move quickly to her side and hug her to me.

She's going to be okay.

Everything is going to be okay.

I'm relieved but also starting to feel a little bit angry at her actions as well, but I try my best to push the feeling down.

"Don't you ever do anything so stupid like that again!" I whisper to her.

I pull away from her and hold her face between my hands as I look at one of my most precious things.

"I already lost your father, I could have lost you too," I chide her and she looks down at the blanket, guilt written all over her face, "but you're safe and that's all the matters," I say and hug her to me again, kissing her cheek, "I love you so much sweetie."

I feel Harry's hand on my back, gently rubbing it in a calming motion.

Then I have this thought that scares the hell out of me.

The three of us sitting her together just feels...right.

And the realisation causes me to tighten my grip on Chloe just a little bit more.

I...

"Looks like our girl is finally awake!" I hear a voice from behind me and I turn to find two very happy nurses.

And for once it's not because of Harry.

I mean, I wouldn't blame them, but they're purely focused on Chloe.

"Let's check your vitals shall we sweetheart," one nurse comes over and smiles at Chloe as she starts to examine her, the other disappears to find Dr. Wynter.

I move off the bed to allow the nurse room to do her job, letting Harry pull me away.

Chloe watches the nurse as she fusses over her and makes notes on her chart while Harry and I both watch and wait as Harry hugs me to him.

I turn around and wrap my arms around him with such force he stumbles back a step.

I don't want to let go.

Please don't let me go, I silently beg, burying my head into his chest.

Harry feels so safe.

Stop being such a fucking cry baby Beth.

I've never been like this with anyone.

Ever.

This is the stupid bubble he's created.

It both thrills me and scares me at the same time.

"It's okay love," he says as he kisses the top of my head, "she's okay love."

The nurse reassures us that Chloe seems fine and it's not until Harry is guiding me back over to the bed do I realise I'm clinging to him like a freaking koala with a death grip.

Snap out of it Beth!

Harry takes the chair and I sit back on the bed next to Chloe.

"I'm really sorry I didn't listen to Harry," she whispers.