It's complicated.

It's complicated - Chapter 38

Harry p.o.v

I'm still aching and bruised from head to toe, we all got whiplash injuries from the tour bus crash but we're okay, Niall has a broken arm though bless him, and I have a massive black eye, I think I got knocked out by bashing my eye on something, I definitely don't think we'll be doing photoshoots for a while, what with me and Niall. 

Juliette just called and said her and the girls have just left the airport and are on their way here, we got told we can leave when they get here and can cut our holiday short, which is good anyway. 

I scared Flora to death though, I was totally on the phone to her like it was all cute and peaceful, and then I'm getting wacked in the eye and knocked out. 

I heard Flora only just managed to get on the plane because you're not meant to when you're over 7 months pregnant or something. But the airport called management and it was all sorted ages ago.

Now they're here, well in the same country at least, and the same state, and the same city. My phone was lost in the accident so I haven't spoken to Flora in nearly two days which is driving me mad. I go to the coffee machine the ward we're in,in this hospital is so boring, I can't wait to get out of here. Just then John comes walking in. 

"Hello" He says. 

"Hi" I say smiling, as he gets himself a tea, which I have to say are no where near as good in the US as the UK.

"How's Flora?" He asks. He was in the crash with us, but wasn't injured at all, I've managed to kind of avoid him until now even though I have no issues with him whatsoever.

"She's great, but she'll be here soon, try and ask her yourself?" I suggest lightly. 

"She won't be having any of that, she always was stubborn" He says sadly. 

"Tell me about it" I laugh, if there's something Flora can be when she's annoyed is stubborn.

"She'll come around though, honestly" I say. 

"Hopefully, But Harry, have a word with her?" He asks. 

"I'm sure it'll take more than a word, but of course, I'll try" I say. 

"It's just, she's been speaking to her mum, but not me, and all I want to do is help a bit y'know I don't want to be cut out of my grandchildren's lives" He says sadly. 

"Don't worry, that won't happen" I reassure him before leaving the room. I see Liam on the way back to my room. 

"Haz! I have a brilliant idea, when Abbie gets here we're gonna do a twitcam to show all the fans that I'm okay, it's a good idea Harry, right?" He says exitedly. 

"MmHm sounds great Liam" I murmur. 

"Will you come on at some point? show them you're okay too?" He asks.

"No.. I look a mess, it won't make them feel any better with me looking like I got punched in the face" I shrug. 

"Niall's gonna do it!" He says.

"Well Niall doesn't have a black eye does he!?" I say rather harshly. Liam looks like I've just told him Barack Obama's dead, I think he might cry. I always hate it when Liam's on the end of one of my angry moments because he's never done anything remotely like that to me ever before. 

"Sorry" He says. 

"No, I'm sorry, I just want to spend a bit of time with Flora first but if you're still on when we're done, I'm there okay?" I say quietly. 

"Okay" He says brightly and walks happily on to tell the other boys, sometimes I wish I was as good natured as Liam.

I sit in my designated room wishing I had something to keep me busy until the girls get here , there's always twitter but that requires interaction with people which is precisely what I'm trying to avoid. 

I decide after a few minutes to go on twitter anyway, I scroll my timeline deciding to creep for a bit, then I see a reallly funny joke which I have to RT and then it's mentions a-go-go which I ignore and go onto Flora's profile instead. 

I look at her tweets her most recent one was last night 'Shattered! off to L.A though, not for a leisure trip sadly! The boys are fine though :)' I smile and carry on looking there's one from about a week ago 'Missing my Harry :(' I decide not to look any further and look through her pictures instead, there's one of her and Lauren a couple of days ago, they obviously went shopping, it's Lauren sitting in a buggy and looking a total idiot but it's still funny. 

Just then Louis comes rushing in. 

"They're here!" He says, I jump up and follow him to the entrance. Where Flora and the rest of the girls are arriving, suitcases in hands, they all look absolutely shattered.

Abbie yawns as she embraces Liam, I take Flora's suitcase as soon as I reach her pulling her into a one armed cuddle and angling myself to get over the bump. I press my lips to hers before she can protest but she pushes me back gently. 

"Oh my god Harry! your eye!" She says, reaching out as I look down embarrased. It's not as bad as it was yesterday though, nowhere near, it sort of just looks like I'm wearing purple eye shadow. 

She touches the area softly, and I wince even though she's barely touching it. 

"Sorry" She says touching my cheek instead. I look to my left and notice everyone clearing out, and then I see her dad, watching on with remorse. 

"Come to my room" I say taking her suitcase with one hand and her waist with the other, I'm meaning to have words with her, just later. And it won't do him any good, watching her be so happy. 

"So what do you think?" I ask. 

"About what?" She asks sitting on the bed.

"My new look, I look well 'ard, don't you think?" I laugh. 

"You look a complete bad boy" She says, getting up and walking over to me. 

"Sexy isn't it?" I say. 

"Oh very" She says, standing on her tip-toes to kiss me, I have to lean over anyway, the door creaks open and we break apart. It's Flora's dad. 

"Oh ahem, Harry you need to pack, we're leaving for home late tonight, you're looking well Flora" He smiles sadly, I don't know whether it's an attempt at making conversation or what.

Flora looks panic stricken, she looks at me her eyes darting to her dad and back, it's silly really not that she won't talk to him, but it seems like she can't. I give her a reassuring nod. 

"Thankyou" She says, and she smiles, a tiny smile, but genuine, definitely genuine, her dad grins and leaves, well at least he's off my back.