Emelia’s POV;
It’s been 3 days since the accident and the doctors have said that Harry can come out soon because he’s healing quickly or whatever. I’ve been here all day everyday with him, he told me about where he lived before America and what he done to get his criminal record. He told me about how terrible his childhood was and why he doesn’t speak to his family, he was the highlight of my day but when he was asleep I was left to think about why he was there at my apartment building and why he got shot, but I didn’t question him about it because I have a feeling it’s something I really don’t want the answer to. He introduced me to his friends Louis and Zayn they’re really nice except Zayn can be grouchy at times but who isn’t?
Brooke and Liam have got really close over the last 3 days and him and Harry decided to ask us to move in with them, Niall, Louis and Zayn for protection because Michael knew where we lived. After about 2 hours of persuading I gave in and said yes, so here I am sat with Harry at the hospital while the others move our stuff into the house. If they do anything to my stuff I will snap their necks and I’m not even exaggerating I honestly will, I don’t care who they are they will die.
Mine and Harry’s relationship or whatever you want to call us is getting a lot better and we’ve gotten to know each other while being stuck in this hospital room for 72 hours, I’ve learned that his birthday is the 1st of February, he can sing, he likes to write, his favourite colour is blue, he doesn’t like snakes, he said how many tattoos he has but I forgot and he’s never said he loves someone ever since the death of his mother. He told me his mother was the best person in the world and she was beautiful and bubbly, she died when he was 10 and he and his big sister Gemma moved to London to live with their dad. Harry didn’t like him but I didn’t want him to say why because I could see it upset him to talk about it.
“Morning beautiful.” Harry said pulling me out of my thoughts in a deep husky and may I say sexy voice, I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I look up at him. His chocolate curls poking out in every direction from his slumber, he smiled down at me his dimples caving in to his cheeks.
“Good afternoon, Harry.” I replied chuckling lightly as I sat up on the small hospital bed, I basically had to lay on him so I didn’t fall off. I didn’t want to lay on him because of the fact he got shot but he insisted and he wouldn’t shut up and he kept pouting and giving me puppy dog eyes and who could resist that? The door slowly opened and the nurse popped her head in, once she saw we were awake she stepped in fully. She had sandy blonde hair, tanned skin and a nice figure. I got off the bed and sat in the chair next to it as she picked up Harry’s information forms and scanned through them.
“How you feeling today, Harry?” she asked sweetly looking at him smiling widely.
“A lot better, can I leave?” He bluntly replied, he looked at her then at me, flashing me a dimpled smile which I couldn’t help but smile back.
“Let me check your wound and then I’ll go get the doctor.” She said setting down his forms and walking over to him. She pulled down the sheets a bit and pulled his t-shirt up that he argued to wear because he don’t like the hospital clothes or whatever. She inspected his wound which was completely healed and I could see her eyes wandering over his bronzed body, his abs and tattoos. Her eyes widening a bit as she took it in, there is no way she is actually checking him out while I’m sat here. I looked over at Harry who was oblivious to the blonde nurse basically drawling over him and was typing on his phone. This is taking way too long!
“He’s fine so can you go get the doctor so he can leave now?” I snapped at the nurse in a bitchy tone narrowing my eyes at her and standing up with my arms crossed over my chest. She looked at me and plastered a fake smile on her face and nodded. I watched as she walked out the door and quietly shut it. As soon as it shut I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding and Harry burst out laughing.
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Two can't keep a secret.
Fanfictiontwo best friends move from rainy England to sunny California looking for a start fresh, Emelia and Brooke. it was going amazing until Emelia fell for the school bad boy and let him in on their secrets and it all spiraled out of control. hey guy, thi...