Fifty Shades Of Styles

Chapter 4: The Babysitter

Listen to Hostage by Billie Eilish on repeat

I was in a car accident almost a two months ago and I am still in a little bit of pain, but it is getting a little bit better. Caleb hasn't talked to me since that accident and Harry said that every time he saw Caleb, he would walk the opposite direction. My leg has been healing well and I was happy that it was and that I wasn't going to have any major sugery on it. My wrist is almost completely healed and I was super thankful for that. My ankle is doing just as well as my leg and it is almost completely healed. Harry has been staying with me for almost two months now and he's been taking very good care of me. A couple weeks ago my family came to visit me and to make sure that I was doing well and my mom brought me some homemade chicken noodle soup. Livi has been checking up on me once in a while and she would always bring Millie with. She finally got a boyfriend and she said that he accepts the fact that she has Millie and I was really happy for her. Anyways, I've been bed ridden for almost two months because Harry says that if I get out of bed it should only be for using the bathroom. He's been annoying yet caring at the same time, but I can't complain about not being able to work. I was at home, obviously, and it was dinner time. Harry said he would be out getting us dinner. I secretly snuck to the kitchen and got a jar of Nutella. I got a spoon from the drawer near by and began to eat the sweetness.

I lost track of time and heard my front door open realizing that Harry had come back. I panicked and I was trying to get rid of the evidence and I was trying not to get caught.

"Shit." I whispered to myself as I put the spoon in the sink and put the jar in the cupboard and quickly and quietly tried to hobble back to my bedroom.

"Well well well. What are you doing out of bed young lady?" Harry asked as he leaned against the wall and I closed my eyes and turned around.

"Shit." I said to myself then I looked up at him. "I was hungry for Nutella. Hey, I'm on my period you can't judge me. This hasn't been easy you know." I said as I stood with my crutches.

"Back to bed." Harry said and ushered me to my bedroom and I groaned and I threw my head back.

"Harry, can I please just sit in the living room? I need to get out of bed. I've been in my room for a month now." I whined and he looked at me and smiled at me.

"Okay. Only this once." Harry said as he got out the Chinese I wanted and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch as I sat next to him.

"Mm. I've been craving this." I smiled as he handed me a plate of food and I thanked him.

"Period cravings or are you pregnant?" Harry laughed and I threw a chop stick at him and missed.

"I'm not pregnant you idiot." I said and ate anyone piece of sweet and sour chicken that was heavenly in my mouth.

"Oh wait. You aren't able to have sex." Harry laughed at me and I flipped him off and he rolled his eyes.

"I swear to god if you had sex in my guest bedroom I'm going to cut your dick off while you sleep." I said and gave him a death glare.

"No. It wouldn't be fair to you because this is your house. I'm a gentleman underneath all this business darling." Harry said and I turned the tv on.

"Ow. Fucking cramps. I wanna die this hurts so bad. Owww. " I moaned in pain as I rubbed my stomach.

"Are you alright babe?" Harry asked as I tried to curl up the best I could, but it was hard with a cast on my leg.

"No. No matter what I do the cramps still hurt." I said and flopped on my stomach trying not to move my leg as much.