Undiscovered

25.

Songs for this chapter:

London Grammar - Nightcall

One Direction - Through the Dark

One Direction - Truly, Madly, Deeply

Clean Bandit - Rather Be

Panic! At the Disco - Build God, Then We'll Talk

Emilee's POV

It's been five hours. Five fucking hours since I've been awake, and been laying here staring at the ceiling. I miss my bed. I miss my apartment. I miss being able to do whatever the hell I want and not being in the confinement of this stupid fucking hospital. It's boring me completely, why the hell do I have to be ill? I've never ever had anything wrong with me and now, I'm being told each and every day that it could be my last year, last month, last week. How did that even happen?

Since I've opened my eyes, all that's happened is nurses. That's it, they've been in and out of my room since the minute the bitch of a nurse Julie, woke me up at the crack of dawn this morning. What was all that about?

Wait. It's been five hours and I still haven't heard from Harry. What's happened to him? He normally let's me know what's going on by now. Shit.

I grab my phone from my bedside table and give him a quick text before placing it back in it's idle position.

*Hey babe. Is everything okay? Haven't heard anything off you all morning. Worrying about you. xx*

Being stuck in this hospital really isn't fun at all. There is simply nothing to do, and I can't really leave my room. I have to stay away from the sicker patients or from patients who could just simply spread a common cold around. This not having an immune system shit is absolute bullshit. I could die from a common cold and that just simply puts the chills through my spine.

I grab my phone from my bedside table to check whether Harry has replied or not. Still no answer. To pass the time, I start to text my little sister, to see how her first day of school went yesterday.

*How did it go yesterday Lil? Hope everything went okay. See you Friday :D xx* 

I miss Lilie so much. She's annoying on times but she's my little sister, that's what she's supposed to be like. I miss Jess too, I feel like I haven't seen anyone back in Wales for months on end, I've never really been the one to get home sick, until I became unhappy.

It's horrible being so unhappy, but I just can't bring myself to tell Harry. He has so much to deal with when it comes to me. I love his company, I love it when he is around, he's simply amazing. It doesn't matter what mood I'm in, he can always cheer me up. But he isn't here now, and that upsets me.

It's so strangely odd to think that Harry is my everything. Even though we haven't spent much time out of the hospital, he is my everything. Eight months ago, he was just someone who I knew through mutual, now, he's my current boyfriend of seven months and he's going through a life threatening illness with me.

Why hasn't he run yet? Why hasn't he packed his bags and run for the hills? He should of left by now surely. I don't understand why he has stayed and kept on going through all of this with me. It's not just me that he is supporting either, he has Lilie talking to him regularly and probably Jess too. How can he cope with us all? I would never be able to do something like this if I was in his position.

My thoughts are disrupted as someone enters the room. Harry. My Harry, looking as angelic as ever.

Harry's POV.

My mother's phonecall has put me in such a bad mood and I've got a shit load to do this morning before going to the hospital. 

I was going to treat Emilee since she can't come out of the hospital yet. I guess I still can, I just have to make it quicker than what I was planning. I completely forget about my busted hand as I grab my keys, phone and wallet from the side table by my door.