Beautiful//h.s AU

8

      Callista opened her eyes and saw six people sat in the room. And they weren't Harry. She nearly screamed, but then she saw the familiar faces of her friends. Camilla, Jason, Luke, Charlotte(who were sitting awfully close in her opinion) Aaliyah, and Levi.

"She's awake." Levi called out to nobody in particular.

"How're you feeling?" Aaliyah asked, concerned, "Harry told us that you're sick."

"I'm fine." Callista croaked, "But where's Harry?"

"I'm right here darling." His voice floated through the room. She smiled, turning around to see Harry(now fully dressed, to her disappointment).

"Wait." Jason said, "Darling? What are you, 70?" Harry rolled his eyes, making Aaliyah scoot over so he could sit next to Callista.

"How're you doing?" Harry asked quietly. She sighed, nuzzling her head into his hand.

"I'm not feeling great." She admitted, "But I hope it'll pass."

"I do too." He frowned.

"Guys, there's other people in the room, you realize that right?" Charlotte called out from the other side of the room.

"Shut up Lottie." Callista smirked, "Just because I was in the hospital doesn't mean I have no idea what's going on." Charlotte blushed, making Callista laugh.

Levi stretched his arms back, "You guys are so lovey-dovey. It's gross." Harry gave him a pointed look,

"I know you're lonely, but you don't have to take it out on us." Harry said, making the group chuckle. Levi rolled his eyes.

"What time is it?" Callista asked Harry. He checked the clock on the wall.

"It's about 2. You've only been asleep for about two hours."

Callista rubbed her eyes. "Yeah..." she said, sitting up.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked, over the chatter that had started between their friends.

"How do you know me so well?" She giggled, giving him a little peck on the lips, but even then, she was worried that even then, it was a little too much PDA.

But Harry was having none of it. Their friends were all the same age, and they were mature enough to see Callista and Harry kissing. So unexpectedly, he made sure she didn't move away, only keeping their lips together. Callista fell on top of him, causing the thin blanket that was covering her too fall over Harry too. His hands gravitated to her hips, holding her steady on top of him. Then, someone cleared their throat, making Harry and Callista sit up.

"PDA much?" Luke smirked. Callista blushed, and Harry had a goofy smile on his face.

"If only they'd seen us in the car..." Harry whispered to Callista. Her eyes widened.

"Aye!" Aaliyah said, "Not everyone in here is dating." Harry laughed,

"You're just jealous Aali." Callista sang.

"That someone fucked you in the backseat of a car, and not me? Hell no, that would be uncomfortable, and I would know."

Just as Callista was about to fire back an equally embarrassing comment, Harry interrupted,

"Wait. First of all, who fucked you in a back seat of a car? And second, I have much more class than that."

"Yeah." Levi said, "Who fucked you in the back seat of a car?"

Aaliyah blushed, "You guys don't need to know about that."

"Oh yes we do." Charlotte said, wriggling her eyebrows, "Who was it Aali?"

"Luke's probably fucked you in the back seat of his car, haven't you Luke?" Aaliyah said, quickly turning the attention away from her.

"Well there was that one time..." Luke trailed off, making Aaliyah gasp.

"Luke!" Charlotte's said, hitting his arm, "Do you ever know when to keep your mouth shut?"

"Can we stop talking about fucking people in the back seat?" Callista said, raising her eyebrow.

"Yeah. I think that's best. I don't even want to know what those two-" Harry pointed at Luke and Charlotte, "did in the car."

Charlotte and Luke blushed. Suddenly, Aaliyah's phone rang. She picked it up, and it turned out that she had to go. Then Luke and Charlotte, then Levi, all left over the course of the next hour. By 4, the house was empty except for Harry and Callista.

"Now that I've got you all to myself..." Harry said, shutting the door as Levi left, "What do you want to do?"

Callista wasn't feeling good, and to be honest, it was worse than it was in the morning. "I'm not feeling very good." She admitted, "Sorry."

Harry slapped himself mentally. "Of course." He said, "Do you need anything?"

"Can you watch a movie with me?" She asked quietly, making Harry smile. Even when she was sick, she made sure not to ask for too much. He kissed her forehead,

"Of course. I'll go get some food first. You haven't eaten all day."

"I'm not hungry." She said, and Harry realized just how sick she was.

"You still need to eat darling." He teased, tucking a couple loose strands of her hair behind her ear.

"Fine." She grumbled, "But it better be good." Harry laughed, kissing her on the lips shortly.

"I'll be back alright? Can you choose a movie?" He asked, and she nodded. As Callista stumbled off the couch to the DVD cabinet. Harry stood, watching her for a second, a huge smile on his face. He looked at her sitting on the floor for a couple seconds before going inside to heat up some leftover lunch he'd saved for her. Callista sat on the floor in front of the TV, going through Harry's insane collection of DVD's. After a minute of debating between The Notebook and Beauty and the Beast(Why Harry still had it, she didn't know), she decided on The Notebook.

"The Notebook?" Harry asked, carrying two plates of pasta with a plate of garlic bread balanced on his arm. "Don't tell anyone, but I love that movie."

Callista rolled her eyes, "I presumed as much. And why do you have a bunch of Disney movies in your cabinet?"

Harry blushed, "I've had those since I was like 1. I couldn't bear to get rid of them." He said. Callista out the movie into the DVD player, got off the floor, her body aching, and walked to the couch, and plopped down onto the couch. Her head ached ridiculously, her eyes were burning, and her throats was hurting. She didn't show how bad it really was, because she knew Harry would get worried.

Harry gave Callista a plate and ordered, "Eat." She obeyed, taking a tiny bit of the food. "More." Harry said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm not hungry." She protested, "Really Harry."

"You need to eat. At least half of it." He tried to convince her.

"I'm not going to eat." She grumbled. Harry smiled, kissing her cheek.

"For me?" He asked, knowing that it would convince her immediately.

After Callista took one look at Harry's eyes, her heart melted.

"Fine."

~~~~~

Callista opened her eyes and saw her mother staring at her and Harry.

"Are you feeling better?" Her mother asked.

"It's not any different than the morning." Callista admitted, her voice quiet.

"Harry was trying to get that fever of yours too stop. He'd been spending the past couple hours doing that and then he just passed out. He really loves you."

Callista smiled, "I know."