Serendipity [Harry Styles fanfic]

Chapter 16

Harry POV

Trying to stall my time, I decided to have my driver reroute me to a hotel nearest to the hospital. I couldn’t just show up there without a plan of action or what exactly what I was going to say. I needed to sit down and just breathe for a while to get my head straight. Although I told myself not to sleep and I could put it off for later, I didn’t want to turn delirious and begin rambling just word vomit all over Camilla. Being well rested is essential for any important job.

I scuffed my brown shoes together and twiddled my fingers together as we weaved our way through traffic. It was surreal to be surrounded and engulfed by so many tall skyscrapers and people. The hustle and bustle of New York City just added to the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I would love to visit here with Camilla under different circumstances and show her my favorite spots to eat.

Assuming word had spread about my arrival to the Big Apple, paparazzi swarmed the streets; my car was even being followed for a few miles. There was no way I was going to let it get out that Camilla was here to visit her brother after he got into an accident. I wasn’t trying to keep her a secret, but I know a sense of privacy is essential and I wouldn’t want her to be bothered if it did get out.

I didn’t want to think about how devastated she must be. If I were in her shoes, I would be an absolute mess, but I know I would want someone there to be supportive and comforting. I was that person and I would fulfill it to the best of my abilities. If I want to regain her trust, I have to show her that I’ll be here through the worst of situations. That’s what relationships are all about. Sure we’re nowhere near that yet, but it is a good start.

Right as I started to get anxious, the large SUV made a right turn into a parking lot of a decent hotel. More than decent actually, it was almost too elegant for my taste but I was in no spot to make them choose a different hotel. It was unimportant and I just wanted to use the bed for a quick nap anyway. I maneuvered my curly locks into my beanie and threw my ray bans over my eyes to shield from the unwanted flashes from the swarm of paps already approaching. Grabbing the travel bag I packed in haste, I swung open my door and set foot towards the tall building. Several bodyguards had to restrain overly excited fans from tackling me, yet I still made sure to stop and take pictures. It was the least I could do.

After checking in and making my way up to the 15th floor of my suite, I threw my belongings on the nearest chair and set my way to find the bedroom. The whole room had an open floor concept, so the sitting area opened immediately to the large bedroom. I was more than pleased to find a California king sized mattress made to perfection. With the least amount of grace I could muster up, I flung myself on the bed, my head landing on a mountain of feathery pillows. Yes, this most definitely was needed. I turned over on my back and stared up at the ceiling. With one foot on each corner and my arms splayed out next to me, I must have looked like a giant starfish. A small smile caused my mouth to curve upwards. I easily amused myself sometimes, it was pretty funny.

I couldn’t help but feel excited that I was going to see Camilla. No alcohol, no added people to the equation, just us. When it was just us two, it was an equation for pure blissful perfection. We worked so easy together when there were no distractions between us. I felt absolutely terrible for the predicament that her brother was in, but I knew he would get through this. There was no way he couldn’t. I hadn’t had a chance to meet him yet and inform him on what an amazing girl his sister is and how I would make sure she’s okay over in California.

I hope when I show up that she isn’t still angry. Her emotions might be out of whack since she was already in a distraught mood when she got the call. I’m so unsure of how my presence will affect her, but I’m hoping she accepts me with open arms. No matter how I came off last night, I just want her to know it’s not an issue at the moment because right now is more important.

Somewhere in the middle of my thinking process, I drifted off. How couldn’t I? This bed is amazing. Unfortunately, I woke with a sudden jolt. I guessed it was my body’s way of reminding me I had more important things to be doing. I pulled the sleeve of my flannel up to reveal my watch. 1:37 pm. Wow, I knocked out for 4 hours. Go me. No wait, no “go me”, I have to go! I rushed my way to the bathroom, ran my fingers through my curls a bit and brushed my teeth. Here we go.

The car was already in front of the building waiting for me when I stepped out from behind the large glass doors. Only few people still lingered in front so I used them as a form of distraction from setting to my destination just yet. I made small talk, signed some shirts, and took many more pictures. It surely lifted my mood and definitely calmed me. When I finally perched myself in the backseat, I heaved a small sigh and let my head rest on the seat. Now wasn’t the time to back out so I just let myself get lost in the excitement of New York to ease my tension. It was only a 10 minute drive, which I was actually thankful for.

When I arrived at the front desk of the emergency rooms, I claimed to be a family member of Nathan’s. It is the only promising way to ensure they’ll let me in, celebrity status be gone. When I saw the sweet old woman reaching for the visiting passes, a sigh of relief overcame me.

“Down the hall, make a left at the very end and he will be in the third room on your right.” She kindly directed. I gave her a closed mouthed smile and nodded towards her to show my appreciation. I had just made my left turn when a tiny frame ran into my chest. Fucking ouch. I was about to scold whoever this was for getting in my way when a familiar sweet scent hit my nostrils. Cam. She had already begun to look up surprised and to apologize, but when her eyes met mine, she almost seemed relieved and…pleasantly surprised? I’ll take it.

“Hey love.” I softly whispered. I made sure to ease my voice, I was still quite unsure how she would take this.

She let out a breathe, “Harry? What…How? Why are you here?” No sense of hatred filled her voice, just genuine curiosity.

“I took Sophia home from the party last night-“ Her face fell. Oh crap.

“No! Not like that! When we…separated last night, she stumbled out of the bathroom 5 minutes later completely wasted. I made sure she got home safe is all.” Relief washed over her face before I continued. “When we arrived and I carried her to her room, I was just about to leave when I saw the note you wrote. I immediately booked a flight and now I’m here. Now you, come here.” I pulled her into my embrace without waiting for a reaction. She stiffened a bit at my quick actions, but the tension she carried within her shoulders drifted away and she allowed her arms to wrap around my back. She sighed into the hug and squeezed a bit tighter. I had a feeling this was exactly what we both needed, her more so than me.

“So that was you texting me?” I grinned down at her as she twisted her head up to look me in the eyes.

“I didn’t realize I had Sophia’s phone until I found it. I figured the only way to get info out of you was to pretend to be her. Amazing, aren’t I?” I garnered a small giggle out of her. Music to my ears. “And I know we didn’t leave off on the best terms, but I knew I had to be here for you.” I said before she had a chance to respond to my prior statement.

“No, it doesn’t matter. You don’t know how much this means to me that you’re actually here, Harry. Thank you.” She said while looking into my eyes. So much weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I knew I made the right decision by coming here; she was too sweet to stay angry with me. There is no place I’d rather be, than here with my beautiful petite girl. I stared into her big brown eyes and managed to somehow get her to shyly blush. Again I wrapped my arms around her.

“I’ll always be here, love.”