Love for the Famous

Doctors and Fights

    Hey guys. I've been having trouble in my guitar class and my teachers not making it any easier so I'm just really pissed. So I'll try to to kill anyone off in this chapter to express my feelings. Hope you like it.

    I play with my fingers as Harry snores loudly next to me. I haven't spoke sense I'm scared if I damaged anything.

      "Why are you awake." Harry groans sitting up. I pull my knees up to my chest and burry my arms in my face. Why do I have to be near this git?

       "Your not going on about the loss of your voice last night are?" Harry snaps annoyed. Someones cranky in the morning. I lift my head to glare at him.

        "Asshole." I snap. A smile immediantly spreads across my face. My voice is back!

        "Sing something." He orders falling back onto the bed pulling a pillow over his face as the sun hits through the curtains.

        "So chill out what-" I'm cut off from my voice turning into a squeak. Harry quickly sits put his hand on my mouth before I can speak.

         "Don't speak, you need to see a doctor." Harry quickly says jumping out of bed and grabbing his phone. He dials it quickly and paces in front of the bed.

         "Hi, yea I need a- Harry Styles- Ok I can do one, ok great bye." He hangs up the phone and grabs my hand and pushes me into the closet with him. I stare at him confused as he throws his shirt off.  He walks over to me and grabs the end of my shirt and throws it over my head. "Do you think you can do that?" He snaps. I nod quickly throwing my clothes off. I grab a flowy white shirt, blue tank top, gray waist length no sleeved jean jacket, and black converse.

         I finish putting my clothes on and run out of the closet and brush out my hair. I put on a bit of eyeliner and lipgloss and Harry comes. He fixes his white shirt and black skinny jeans. He flips his hair and looks at me confused.

         "Are you coming?" I nod quickly. He grabs my hand again and we run out of the hotel. We got some weird looks but we didn't care. He grabs the car keys to my car out of his pocket and I slip into the passenger seat. He drives like a maniac the whole way.

         We finally get in the parking lot of the hospital and run in. I look over at where Harry was. He hear the door open on my side. I jump out of the car and follow Harry into the lobby of the hospital.

         "Appointment for Harry Styles." He says quickly. The women looks up from her book and smiles.

           "Down the hall and take a right, it's room fourteen." Harry nods and we walk down the halls. I come to a stop and we're halfway there. I'm scared to death, what if I lose my voice fully? What if I can't sing again?

           "Come on Skye, nothing bad will happen." Harry begged. I looked up at him and nodded. We walk into room fourteen. A young doctor in his twenty stands fixing some papers. He had messy black hair and brown eyes. He smiles at us putting the papers down.

           "Harry Styles right, I'm Dr. Anderson." He says shaking Harry's hand.

           "Hi, Dr. Anderson, Skye here had lost her ability to sing and talk." Harry explains. Dr. Anderson smiles at me softly and nods.

           "No wounder why she was so quite." I smile at him and look a Harry. "I just need to know the possible cause of the loss." I feel Harry freeze up next to me. I elbow him in the ribs and he just sighs.

            "We were constantly screaming at each other." Harry mutters.

         "I'm going to have to run some test, you should go wait in the lobby." Dr. Anderson says to Harry.

                                                                         Harry's Pov.

           "I'm going to have to run some test, you should go wait in the lobby." I hesitate before heading out of the room. It's all my fault she lost her voice. She could permanently lose it, if she does Simon will kill me. Skye was just starting to get around to everyone too. The only person that can help me is Lou. I dial his number quickly.

          "Harry, what the hells going on?" Lou screams into the phone.

         "Skye's just getting a few test run." I mummer. I hear Lou shout something and footsteps come into sound.

          "What happened to her?" Louis questioned eager.

          "We had a screaming match and she completely lost her whole voice." I hear shouts suddenly from the other end.

          "Harry, you ass! How could you be such a dick!" Zayn screams.

          "I didn't mean to!" I scream back.

          "Just because she's not falling at your feet doesn't mean you have to be such a jerk to her!" Zayn screams. Anger runs through me.

            "I'm not mad about that! I'm freaking out because she's in trouble!" I scream back and hang up the phone. Great friends I have.