Adopted by Elounor!<3

33. Discharged

~two long weeks later~

*Katrina's POV*

He's getting out today.

That was my first thought when I woke up a few minutes ago. I sit up in my bed, trying to tame my hair that has grown wild overnight. 

My pillow is the most awesome hair stylist ever, just kidding. I look over at my clock which bares the time 8:37. I spring out of bed and step into the shower.

~Ten minutes later~

I get out of the shower and grab my fluffy, white towel that is hanging on my towel rack next to the bath and wrap myself in it. 

I walk through to my room and start to get dressed. I dress myself in a white and blue flower patterned top, blue jeans and my white pumps. I whizz down to the kitchen to where Eleanor is making breakfast, beans on toast. 

I quickly say a 'Morning' to Eleanor and sit down at the table. A few minutes later a plate of breakfast is placed in front of me. I say 'Thanks' to Eleanor and dig into the food. In about five minutes I am finished. A few minutes later Eleanor finishes too. 

We both put our plates in the sink and get ready to leave.

We get to the hospital in record time. We sign in t the front desk then go straight up to Louis' room. We have both been here so much during the last two weeks that we know the route to the room off by heart. I knock on the door while Eleanor stands behind me. 

"Come in." I hear through the door. I open it up and step inside, being sure to hold it open for Eleanor as not to whack her in the face with it. That wouldn't be very smart, would it?

 I go further into the room to find Louis sitting up in his bed, fully clothed in normal clothes, instead of the nasty gown he had been wearing for the last fortnight. I wave, say "Hi," then hug him. Eleanor then does the same, but kisses him too. 

That's not something I want to see. Not at all.

Eleanor signs his release forms after having a long chat with the doctor about Louis' condition and such. I don't know exactly what was said but it sounded good, which is a great sign!

 We all walk out of the hospital, hand in hand, Louis in the middle.

We arrive back home after a few minutes of chat-filled talking. Eleanor unlocks the front door, which she locked after we left to go to the hospital. Louis steps inside first, Eleanor then me close behind him. 

 He turns the corner to the living room and there is a huge cheer of 'Surprise!' and 'Welcome Home!' He starts smiling immediately, I start smiling too. He thanks everyone for coming, the boys and the girls along with Tia. 

Eleanor and I have absolutely no idea this was going to happen. I go over to Tia while Louis is busy talking to one of the boys, and start talking to her. 

"Hey, this is cool, huh? I'm pretty sure Louis loves it." I say, looking around at everyone in awe. She nods while saying, 

"Yeah. It was Harry's idea." I chuckle.

"I should have known," I say.

"Yeah, you should have," Tia says while laughing.

"Well, what a morning it has turned out to be," I say to her. She murmurs in agreement.

"I'm just glad he's back home,"

"Me too!" Tia agrees.

We separate and go off to talk to people. I start with the boys, they don't say anything of interest to me at all so I move onto the girls. 

They are all in a huddle, Eleanor is looking may Perrie with a giant grin on her face, Perrie is looking at Eleanor with an excited sort of look, if there is such thing. 

"What's going on?" I ask, a little confused. All of the girls look at me. Eleanor looks back at Perrie and asks her,

 "Does she know yet?" Perrie answers with a shake of her head and a quiet 'No'

"What is it?" I ask, my eyebrows wrinkling together.

Perrie holds out her left hand and wiggles her fingers. There on her forth finger, is a diamond ring.

"I'm getting married to Zayn."

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I stand there, the information Perrie just told me slowly sinking in. "I'm so happy for you guys!" I exclaim enveloping Perrie in a hug then Zayn into another one. I then grab them both together, squeezing them hard. I let them go then settle down on the couch.

~Two Days Later~

We are literally knee deep in wedding magazines. they are everywhere. As our house is quite big and she wanted to help, Eleanor suggested that Perrie came over and do the planning here. So she did. It is unbelievable how many bridal magazines this woman has, seriously. I can't even count them all, piles and piles.

I spend the next our or so flicking through the magazines, coming across one of wedding decorations, one of venues, one of rings, one of wedding and bridesmaid dresses, one with just wedding dresses, one of tuxedos, one of colour schemes and lastly, one of catering.

After a while, the girls call me over. I go over to the couch, where they are sitting and they hold out yet another magazine. 

It's a different one of colour schemes. Eleanor is holding out a page of various colours. she then says, "Which do you think look best? Purple and white, blue and white or pink and white?" I think for a moment.

"Well, the purple and white is more of a prom colour, blue and white are more party dress colours and pink and white is more birthday party. Ohh," I say, pointing at two other colours.

 "How about this red and white?" I ask the two girls. They analyse my choices for a moment. Eleanor grins and nods while Perrie let's out a little squeal, "That's perfect." She says. "Thanks Kat." I smile.

"It's no problem Perrie." I say honestly. The girls turn around again and get back into the magazines searching for something else. I go back to my own magazine.

After a few minutes I hear Perrie whisper things to Eleanor, to which she agrees. She then speaks up. "Hey kat?" She says, 

"Do you want to go out somewhere? I could give you some money and you could go down the the cafe down the road or something?" I think about it then nod. 

It'll be nice to get out of wedding central for a bit. I grab my coat and after receiving the money from Eleanor, I leave.

I walk down the the cafe that is a about ten minutes away from the house. it's across the road from a park. I walk into the petite building and walk up to a free table next to the window.

 The waitress comes over, welcomes me and asks for my order. I choose a hot chocolate. The waitress goes and places my order in. After a few minutes I receive it a and thank the waitress.

I am in the middle of drinking my beverage when I spot someone familiar out of the window. He's standing starting at me. He motions for me to follow him.

 I nod, to show him that I understand, then I do just that. I get across the road and we walk through the park.

We stop at an old bench and take a seat. He takes my hands in his. "Kat, I need to ask you a question."