my angel l.s

chapter #42

another day later, harry was able to get checked out of the hospital. he woke up that day, having a big smile on his face. "louis, get to go home!" he smiled wide.

louis' eyes eased open, before looking at harry who's right next to him on the wide hospital bed. "yes, yes you do lovely." he said in his morning voice, smiling warm at him.

harry blushed, "do you have my clothes?" he asked, rubbing his eyes as he looked at louis. louis nodded, "yes, zayn brought them." he sat up slowly, "want to get ready, now? can get you checked out after and we can get some ice cream on the way to your place."

harry nodded, "please." louis smiled lightly, "gonna get a nurse to unhook you, okay? i will be right back." he walked out the room, making a right. harry waited in the room, playing with his small lengthened fingers.

louis got back, a nurse smaller than him following. "so harry, are you ready to leave? you think you're feeling better?" harry nodded, "yes, my arm and feet still hurt but it's better than days ago."

she walked over, taking out his iv. "am i going to pay at the front?" he asked her, sitting up.

"no, your friend already did." harry looked up at louis, "lou-"

"it was my fault, harry. if i never left you with that dog, we wouldn't be here. it's fine, honestly." he sighed, slowly moving to the side of the bed.

"gonna give you some privacy." the nurse told them as she walked out, also telling them a bye.

"you need some help, love? here, let me help you." he gently pulled up the gown, thankful that harry's wearing underwear. he started pulling up the sweatpants, his other hand gripped on his side, lifting him up by a bit. soon enough, he got them on completely.

"good, now um.. i know you don't have anything under that so.. why don't i face your back and you just have your arms raised, okay?" he nodded, louis grabbing the white shirt and walking around the bed.

he unbuttoned the gown, revealing harry's slightly tanned back as it fell. he got a bit closer, "arms up."

harry winced softly as he put his arms up, "hey, power through for me, please?" harry nodded, pressing his lips together.

he got his arms and head in the small holes, pulling down the shirt after. "and lastly, socks and shoes. this will be the easiest."

he crouched down, grabbing the white socks and tennis shoes. he started putting on the socks, harry beginning to giggle.

"what's so funny?" he smiled, untying the shoe laces.

"just, you look like prince charming and i found it funny. i don't know, i'm still on their meds so, i'm loopy." louis chuckled, gently putting on the shoes.

"and we are done! ready to go?" harry nodded, "please, wanna go home and see mittens." louis smiled at him. "give me a second." he walked out the room, grabbing a wheel chair and wheeling it in.

"can you walk to here, harry?" harry looked, seeing in put the wheelchair by the curtains. "cmon, you can do it. then i'll carry you for the rest of the day."

"you will?" he nods, "promise."

harry got up, slowly walking to the chair, limping with her other foot. "it hurts." he frowns, "you're almost there, harry. almost there, a few steps to go."

harry powered through, getting to the wheelchair that he quickly sat in. "good job, harry. so proud of you." he grabbed harry's bag off the bed, before wheeling him out and to the nearest exit.