"Mr.Styles needs maximun bed rest and just remember to give him his medication on time. And you know how the rest goes, we've explained it all to you" The doctor gave me a small smile "And incase of emergency, you know where to find me. You may take him home now" I nodded as I thanked the doctor, forcing a smile. I helped Harry walk out the door, his arm resting on my shoulders for support. I didn't say a word to him as I helped him get into the passenger seat, loosely buckling the seat-belt around his bruised waist. Running a hand through my tangled hair, I fumbled with the car keys before carefully driving off.
"Take a right turn" Harry broke the silence, but I continued to drive straight ahead. "I said take a right turn! Dammit!" he nearly shouted, causing me to tighten my grip on the steering wheel, my knuckles whitening.
"I'm taking you to my place" I managed to speak calmly, despite the emotions that were boiling up inside of me. Harry let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Sorry babe, but this time it's me who doesn't want to go anywhere with you" Ignoring how deep his words cut me, I felt my jaw clench, my eyes burned from crying and anger all boiled up together. Thankfully, the signal turned red and that was when my head snapped towards his direction.
"WELL YOU DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE OKAY!? I'M TAKING YOU HOME! I'M TAKING CARE OF YOU UNTILL YOU MANAGE TO STAND ON YOUR OWN TWO FEET. WHETHER YOU FUCKING LIKE IT OR NOT!" his eyes widened as he stared at me with his mouth hanging open. That should shut him up. "And then you can leave me or do whatever the hell you want to. But I'm not leaving you alone right now" I spoke the words through gritted teeth, turning my attention back towards the road infront of me. I could feel Harry's gaze digging into the side of my face. He was dumbfounded. And the rest of the ride home was all in silence.
"No I don't need a blanket" he snapped at me as I put the blanket on top of his body.
"It's chilly, the doctor said you have to keep yourself warm" I spoke softly, managing to hold my temper and tears inside of me. I kept my gaze on his body, I didn't want to look at his face right now, although I knew his eyes never left mine.
"Can I get something to eat in this place or not?" he shouted as I was standing infront of the sink, filling up a bowl with warm water to clean his wounds. I let out a deep breath, calming myself before heading back towards the boy that lay in my bed, carefully sitting down on the bed next to him, cleaning his face with a damp towel. His eyes were digging into my face, lips pursed in a thin line but I was adamant not to look at him, keeping my eyes on the small towel. "I asked if there's any food in this Goddamn place" he spoke through gritted teeth. I knew better than to let my emotions get the best of me.
"I'm making soup for you, it'll be ready in 10 minutes" I held his hand in mine, gently cleaning the wounds on his long fingers. "Fuck soup. I'm ordering pizza"
"No you're not" I put the towel in the bowl again, making my way back to the bathroom.
"Excuse me? Who the fuck are you to decide what I eat or not?"
"I'm no one Harry, but the doctor is" and with that I exited the room, going to get his soup. I helped his figure lean against the headboard as I adjusted the towel on his lap, carefully handing him the soup bowl.
"Here you go" he took the bowl in his large hands, smelling it's contents before frowning.
"What did you put in this? Rat poison? it smells like shit" I massaged my forehead with my thumb and forefinger, trying to calm my nerves. "I'm not putting this into my system" he put the bowl on the side-table. I sighed.
"I'm not taking no for an answer Harry. Either you take this yourself, or I spoon feed this to you" I spoke firmly, crossing my arms over my chest. "Hurry up and finish it, you have to take your medication"
He let out a throaty laugh, throwing his head backwards. "You wish babe" he continued chuckling. Although there was anger boiling inside of me, I felt immensely weak, defeated.
"Please Harry" I sat infront of him, raising my eyes to meet his for the first time since we got home, tears stung my eyes. "Please just have a bit of soup...you really do need to take your medications and you can't take them on an empty stomach" his eyes softened as he looked into mine but then they went back to the way they were.
"Fuck you and your medications" he narrowed his eyes at me and with that I stood up, placing the bowl on the side-table.
"I'm not asking you to be affectionate towards me okay? If you don't want to give a fuck about me then don't! I'm not asking you to be with me or be nice to me or whatever the fuck it is that you're thinking! Hell, after you get up on your own feet, you can leave and never look back and see if I give a shit! I'M JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU HARRY! IT PAINS ME TO SEE YOU LIKE THIS! I CAN'T AND I DON'T WANT TO! THAT'S WHY I'M GOING TO BE THERE TILL YOU NEED ME! TILL YOU NEED SUPPORT! AND I DON'T SEE ANYONE ELSE RUNNING TO SAVE YOU SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL LET ME!" I was crying at this point, not bothering to wipe the stream of tears that flowed down my cheeks "I CARE ABOUT YOU AND I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU LIKE THIS. I'M GOING TO FIX YOU UP AND UNTILL AND UNLESS I SEE YOU HEALTHY AGAIN I'M STICKING BY YOUR SIDE WHETHER YOU FUCKING LIKE IT OR NOT! SO DEAL WITH IT" I stood there, chest heaving up and and down, tears streaming down, fists clenced on my sides "AND I'M SURE AS FUCK GOING TO MAKE YOU STOP TAKING THOSE DRUGS" he looked at me, wide-eyed "I know you've been taking drugs for the past month or so, it showed in your test results. So you can irritate or abuse me all you want but I'm going to make sure you're healthy again. If you think I'm going to run away crying because of something you said then think again. I'M GOING TO PUT UP WITH YOU NO MATTER WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH. I'M GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU DON'T GO ANYWHERE NEAR THOSE GOD FORSAKEN DRUGS, YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND THAT!? NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES." I took a deep breath, cleaning my cheeks with the back of my hand.
"So bring it on, I'll go through hell for you, but I'm not leaving you"
