Undiscovered

32.

Songs for this chapter;

Banana Pancakes - Paulo Nutini

Beautiful Girl - Flight of the Concords

Emilee's POV

It's Monday morning. Monday morning. The doctors are finally letting me out of this stupid place. They refused to let me out last night as I needed blood transfusions this morning, I wasn't happy to say the least.

I miss my bed, I miss my apartment, I miss everything that seems to be outside of this stupid hospital. I even miss walking up and down stairs and I'd never thought I would ever say that.

I miss my family and my sisters. Shit, Lilie. Lilie was supposed to be here Friday and it's now Monday morning, I hope she's alright, I'll have to ring her later so she at least knows that I'm alive.

I hope school isn't going to bad for her. I know how much she hates that place and I would too if I had her group of friends. I just hope she's well and she isn't doing anything too extreme. It kills me knowing I'm so far away from her up here and I can't help her as much as I want to.

I remember the day Jess had text me and told me everything that was going on with Lilie back home, it broke my heart I was an emotional wreck for weeks. I was worried sick and didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether it was better if I went home for a while to keep an eye on her, or whether to leave her be.

I hated knowing everything she was doing to herself, but if I know anything about Lilie, she would hate it even more if people found out and made a huge fuss about her, so I let her be down there with the rest of the family but still kept my eye on her with the updates from Jess.

 She's come so far since that day I found out how broken and venerable she really was. I have a feeling she hasn't stopped the harming completely but I feel like she is starting to handle situations a whole lot better than what she was back then.

I miss her so much, and Jess. I need to see them soon before I get any worse up here.

Here. Here as in the hospital. The hospital. The worst place to be. The hospital. A place where only the sick elderly should be, not someone young like me who should have nothing wrong. Why was I cursed with this illness anyway? Why is the Universe being so cruel to me? I haven't hurt nor done anything majorly wrong in my life for this to be happening.

I loudly sigh before being startled by the door creaking open. Harry. A smile suddenly takes over my shock when I see a mop of shiny chocolate brown curls emerge into the room.

"Stranger." Harry smirks at me before setting down two cups of coffee on the bed side table.

Harry drags the chair from the other side of the room to sit next to me.

"Well hello to you too, Mr." I return Harry's smirk before picking up my coffee and taking a sip of it.

"Mmm, caramel, my favourite. You always know how to cheer me up, Harry." I smile before leaning towards him and placing a kiss on his delicate lips.

"Hmm, I do try." He smiles into the kiss.

I've missed not having any worries in the world and just being able to enjoy myself with Harry, I guess that's all going to change soon enough with me being ill and all. I just don't know if I can't cope with it let alone putting Harry through it too.

I feel like I'm being a burden to him all the time. I know he says it doesn't matter and everything is okay with him but I know deep down he isn't telling the truth, I know this is getting to him and it shouldn't, he shouldn't have to be dealing with all of this.