Finding Yourself

chapter 50

I winced and my grip on Harrys hand tightned as the nurse bandaged up my arm.

"Sorry love, nearly finished." She said, noticing my discomfort. "You've told the police about this haven't you?"

"Yeah, my friend called them before we came here." I sighed.

"Good." She patted my arm and smiled. "Right all done. You just need to sign some paperwork so I'll go grab that and you're free to go."

"Okay, Thankyou." I nodded as she closed the door behind her.

Harry kissed my forehead and rubbed circles with his thumb on the back of my hand he was holding. I stared at the white wall infront of me taking in everything that has happened, wondering how I ever found myself here, wondering how I'd managed to battle through everyday since Hannah had been gone. I constantly wanted to feel sorry for myself. The poor little sad girl who got her bestfriend killed by her ex boyfriend. I could be dead right now, Jack could of killed me but something wanted me to hang on. I don't know if I really did see Hannah this morning or whether my mind was just fucked but I know she protected me, she kept me alive and she wanted me to get back to Harry as much as I did. I wanted to hug her so much and knowing I couldn't, I think would always hurt me.

I looked at Harry as his brow was furrowed in thought, a slight wrinkle on his forehead, his jaw tensed and his grip on my hand, tight. His eyes flicked over to me and when he saw me looking up at him, his face softened.

"Are you alright baby?" He said quietly.

I nodded and smiled. "I love you. Thanks for putting up with me." I laughed lightly and Harry wrapped his arms around me.

"I love you too Melanie, and don't say that, you're worth everything to me." His voice was filled with sincerity and I know he meant it.

The familiar smell of him filled my nostrils as he held me tight, relaxing me instantly.

Moments later, the nurse came back with some forms and a pen. Harry unwrapped me from his chest and tapped his foot impatiently as the nurse asked me to sign my name about 100 times.

At long last, I was finished. She gave me a bright smile as I pulled myself up from the hospital bed and Harry held out his hand. She handed me a box of tablets for any pain I might feel for my arm and we walked towards the door.

"Take care miss Jones. Your boyfriend looks like he'll look after you." She smiled again as she held the door open for me and Harry.

"Yes, I'm very lucky." I said, returning her smile. "Thankyou."

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When I got out of the car at Harrys house he scooped me up in his arms again and kissed my forehead.

"I got shot in the arm, Harry, I still have both my legs." I laughed as he carried me to the front door.

He rolled his eyes and kissed me again as we got inside and he placed me on the sofa.

"The cops arrested him, he was unconscious when they got to his house but they brought him round and he's at the station now, they need to speak to you though. Sorry Mel." Niall shrugged.

"It's okay, thanks." I smiled and slumped back on the sofa.

"Are you gunna ring Zayn?" Louis asked sitting next to me.

"I was thinking about it but I'm gunna wait. Zayn will lose his shit if he finds out what Jack has done and I don't want him getting arrested aswell. I don't need him worrying about me anymore than he already does."

Louis nodded, agreeing with me.

"Where are you going?" Harry frowned as I got up from the sofa.

"For a smoke."

I wandered to the kitchen and reached into the drawer containing my cigarettes and pink lighter. I'm not sure if Harry knew I kept some here but if he did, he didn't seem to care.

I unlocked the back door, stepping into the cold air. I lit the cigarette between my lips and inhaled deeply, relaxation flowing through my tired body.

Once I had finished my cigarette I didn't go inside, I sat on the path and looked at my phone. I watched the minutes passed by and for the first time in ages I wasn't thinking about anything, nothing was playing on my mind, I didn't feel any emotion. I just sat there alone, watching life pass me by and taking deep breaths of the crisp air around me.

After about half an hour Harry came out and sat beside me. "I wondered where you had got to, how are you feeling?"

"Good." I smiled. "For the first time in ages I feel okay, really okay."

He kissed my head and rested his hand on my hip. "I told you you'd get through this didn't I? And I knew you would."

"You didn't know that Harry, you was just hoping I would." I laughed.

"Of course I knew you would get through this Melanie, I didn't doubt it for a second. You could move mountains if you put your mind to it."

I smiled and buried my neck into his shoulder. "How's your mum anyway? I haven't had chance to ask." I smiled.

"She's okay, her and Robin are back together now, I don't know why she wanted me over there." He said shaking his head. "She really wants to meet you though."

I pulled my head up from his shoulder and raised my eyebrows. "She wants to meet me?"

"Well her exact words were 'I want to meet the girl that has made you happy about everything again.' So yeah, you could say that." He smiled.

"But you went to see her after my abortion." I dropped my head. "Will she still like me?"

"She doesn't know." He said holding me tighter.

"What do you mean she doesn't know?"

"I didn't tell her. I told her I was in Ireland because I was having the house redecorated and had no where to stay. I knew we wasn't over then, I knew I'd come back to you so she didn't need to know. I don't even know why I went over there."

I stayed silent for a few minutes and kissed his cheek. "I'd love to meet your mum." I said quietly. "It won't be any worse than the time you met my dad." I grinned.

"Very true, that was interesting wasn't it?" He smiled.

"Bet dad wouldn't be so 'Team Jack' if he knew what a fucking psychopath he really is."

"I don't want you to be with Harry, Jack is the one for you." Harry said mocking my dads words.

I couldn't help but feel good about myself thinking back to when I stood up to my dad that day. Harry was the boyfriend he didn't want me to have yet without him, I really don't think I'd be here.

"What a dick." I laughed.

The door handle clicked behind us and Niall stuck his head round.

"The police are here lass."

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