Chapter 15

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"Harry?"

"Come in sweetheart."

"I brought you some breakfast."

"Is it a taco? I like tacos."

"How did you know, Harry?"

"I guess I just had a hunch."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

Alaina hands Harry the taco.

He unwraps it and chows down.

"Mmmmmmmm...Delicious."

"Haha."

"What?"

"The way you are eating that taco. Haha. It's funny. Haha."

"Oh, really?"

Alaina is still laughing. Harry playfully picks up a piece of cheese from his taco and throws it at Alaina.

"Harry? This is a hospital. You can't be throwing food in here."

Alaina stands up from her seat on Harry's bed and picks up the peice of cheese and finds the garbage can near the door to throw it away at.

"Really? You are no fun."

"I am plenty of fun Harry!"

"Prove it to me. When we have coffee together when I get out of here, that will be the best time."

"Okay, then. It's a...da..."

"A date. Yes, it is."

"I never thought this would happen?"

"What would?"

"You and I actually going to go out on a real date."

"What? Why would you think that?"

"Because I am the girl in the classroom that sneaks out her phone to check for the new tweets of the ever-so-inspiring Harry Styles on twitter. I am a fan Harry. I just never could've dreamed of this moment ever."

"Don't say that. The way you act and can talk to me without screaming in my ear and trying to give me a heart attack means that you deeply care about me and what I like and dislike, since I don't like people yelling into my ears."

"Oh Harry."

"i'm serious."

"Here comes the doctor."

"Harry. You are free to leave now. Alaina can help you out?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Here is your wheelchair."

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