ONE THOUSAND AND NINETY SIX WORDS.
Harry's P.O.V
"D-Dad?" I heard a soft voice ask, I looked down to Blue's frail body to see her eyes open slightly and she was trying to move.
"Blue baby, what happened?" Mr Morrison asked as he dropped to her side, she began sniffing then full on sobbing. As Blue's dad began to shush her to get her to calm down she looked around not seeing me, her eyes began to droop.
"Dad I'm really," she blinked frantically "tired." she finished before closing her eyes suddenly.
"Sir she really needs surgery, she's losing a lot of blood." one of the doctors said, after hearing that I blocked everything out and sat down in one of the chairs.
Blue wasn't the type to drink away for no reason, I had a bad feeling I was the reason for her heavy drinking and thought back to the other night.
The look on her face when I turned around of disgust and hurt, the way tears poured down her face, the way my heartbeat sped up as I saw her cry because of my cruel words.
Why can't I just admit it to myself that I genuinely like Blue? I don't like anyone, but I really love having her around.
I pulled out my phone and began to write in my notes.
Blue Morrison,
I think I love you.
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Third Person P.O.V
Harry stayed in the hospital waiting for Blue to come out of the surgery and for her to recover, all with out her knowledge. When he went to see her, he looked from a distance.
He missed her company, but he knew he didn't deserve it. To just see her was reward enough for him, although Blue also missed him.
She missed the way he would tease her cheekily, she missed the way he kissed her.
She missed Harry.
But the person from the previous nights was not Harry, she knew that. But she wanted him to learn to not be embarrassed when being with Blue or feel as if he had to be getting something out of it to tell his friends.
Harry wrote in his notes small messages to Blue, but they were not to be read by Blue. Ever.
"Harry?" Blue asked when she saw him sitting in the hallway as he typed a note on his phone. He looked up to the sound of her voice in shock, she looked confused and a little uncomfortable with the situation.
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Blue's P.O.V
"Hi Blue," he said simply, locking his phone and shoving it quickly into his pocket, I raised a brow in suspicion which he ignored.
"Um, what are you doing here?" I asked skeptically, he sighed running his hand through his soft hair tugging at a few knots.
"I've been here since your incident, me and some guy brought you here. I'm sorry if you don't want me here I just wanted to make sure you were okay after the surgery." He stated with a gravelly voice, sounding tired. I had been here for nearly a week. Harry had been here for nearly a week.
"Zayn." I breathed out. "Where's Zayn?" I asked beggining to worry, Harry stood and told me to sit. I obeyed as my legs were shaking, Harry squated infront of me and held the chair for balance.
"Zayn's fine, he's awake and they're actually telling him about you today. They should've told him already actually." Harry said calmly looking into my eyes, just then I heard loud people coming from down the hall where my room was.
"Where is she?! Where's Blue?!" I heard a familiar voice yell, I stood up and ran to my room.
I opened the door hastily to reveal my dad and a person I hadn't seen for a long time.
"Zayn? Is that you?" I asked tears pouring down my face, he and my father turned to look at me.
Zayn smiled and began crying aswell, I ran up to him and hugged him tightly sobbing loudly.
"Please be careful Blue, the stitches are fresh." My dad advised I look to him and nodded.
"Yes father." I replied still sobbing, he then left the room to give me and Zayn some time alone.
"I missed you so much Zayn, you have n-no idea how sorry I am. That night was all my fault, I-I should've-"
"Woah, woah, woah, hold it right there Blue, none of that was your fault. You saved me from sexual assault Blue, you and Harry." He looked behind me smiling, I turned to see Harry standing by the door smiling to Zayn.
"Good to see you again Malik. Although you looked worse yesterday," Harry said grinning, Zayn laughed and shook his head.
"Atleast I've showered over the week Styles." Zayn shot back jokingly, my eyes widening.
"Okay, what the hell happened? You two are bonding all of a sudden?" I asked both of them.
"Well I'm pretty pissed at Harry at the moment Blue, so it won't be friendly for long." Zayn said seriously looking at Harry.
"What'd I do?" Harry asked confused, squinting his eyes and furrowing his brows.
"Why didn't you tell me Blue was here?" Zayn asked calmly, Harry's facials calmed abit and he shrugged.
"Wasn't aloud to mate, they said if I did I wouldn't be able to stay or come back ever." Harry explained playing with his rings nervously.
Zayn looked him up and down and just nodded, looking back to me he smiled. Giving my forehead a quick kiss he hugged me to him tightly that I could smell him, his smell strangely relaxed me and made me feel safe.
"Um I should probably go home and have a shower." Harry said looking to me, I looked to the floor nodding. Zayn shook his head, furrowing his eyebrows at my reaction.
"No, no, stay we should all catch up, don't you think Blue?" He looked at me but I looked away.
"Mate I really don't think I should," Harry stated quickly, heading to the door.
"Why not?" Zayn grew a little irritated, I looked up to Harry and shook my head trying to hide it from Zayn but failed when he caught me.
"Maybe you should catch up with Blue first, then you'll want to kill me."
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gettin' heated bro
here u go
i listened to h's album after not listening to it since seeing him
i couldn't do it since then cause i felt sad for some reason
i love anna
thank you all
-beck.
