"How the hell can they do this to him? Look at him? Poor little thing" Harry could hear voices, but he's too tired to open his eyes to see who it is. He lays still on a comfortable bed, that smelt clean and fresh, something he hasn't smelt in a long, long time.
"Some people don't deserve to have children." He heard another voice say.
He felt himself being prodded, poked and moved about, people talking about him and the state he is in.
He whimpered quietly when someone touched a sore bit.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry, does that hurt?"
Harry managed to nod his head.
"Can you open your eyes for me honey?"
He tried to but the bright hospital lights hurt his eyes, that were used to darkness. He lifted his arm shakily and covered his eyes.
"Do the lights hurt your eyes?"
He nodded.
He heard a click and it went darker. He moved his arm away and tried to open his eyes again. He squinted as he adjusted to the dimmer light.
"There you are. Hello lovely. My name is Lucy, can you tell me your name?" She spoke so quietly and calmly and Harry knew that he was safe with her.
"H-Har-ry." He whispered, pulling the sheet up to his neck.
"Harry. That's a nice name. How old are you Harry?"
"8"
"8?" Harry nodded.
She was writing things on a clipboard, and glanced at another nurse, who looked shocked, Harry didn't know why.
"Harry...we need to put a tube into your hand, it's to put water into you, as you don't have enough, and another for some medicine. Is that ok? I promise it will only hurt a little bit, and won't hurt once it's in. It will make you feel a lot better."
Harry looked scared but nodded his head.
"Good boy. This is Beth, she'll put it in, and I'll hold your other hand. If it hurts too much, squeeze my hand, ok?" He nodded again and took Lucy's hand.
His other hand was prepped and Lucy held tight as the needle went in. Harry cried and squeezed her hand.
"It's ok love, nearly done."
Once it was over the two nurses told him how brave he was.
"I bet you're hungry aren't you?" Lucy asked. "Shall I get you something to eat?" Harry nodded.
She came back ten minutes later, finding Harry hiding under his sheets.
"Harry love, I've got you some food. Can you come out?"
Harry pulled down the sheets and sat up, looking at the tray in Lucy's hands.
She placed the tray on the small table on wheels that's by the bed. She pulls it in front of him.
"I didn't know what you'd like so I got a few things. Can you see anything you like?"
Harry had a look. To be honest, he'd never seen these foods before. He'd never eaten many different things before.
He looked at Lucy.
"Go on...help yourself, not too much though."
He hesitated, then picked up a banana. He chose that because the colour was nice and it was a weird shape. He'd never seen one before, so he just started biting the skin.
"No...no love. Here let me show you." Lucy smiled.
She took the banana and peeled it handing it back to Harry.
He smiled and sniffed it, before licking it. Deciding he likes the taste, he started taking tiny bites.
"Is it nice?"
He nodded.
He ate half of it, and put the rest back on the tray. He looked at the tray again, and saw a bowl with some weird liquid in.
"That's tomato soup. It's really yummy. Do you want to try it?"
He nodded.
Lucy lifted the bowl to the front of the table and moved it closer, giving Harry a spoon, which he took, he'd never even seen a spoon before.
Lucy watched him as he studied the strange silver spoon in his tiny hand.
"Here..."
She took the spoon and scooped up some soup and brought it to his mouth. He opened it and Lucy put it inside, Harry swallowed and smiled. He held his hand out, asking for the spoon, which Lucy gave to him.
He did what Lucy did and scooped up some more, trying to get it to his mouth was tricky and he spilt a bit, but it made it into his mouth and soon enough he'd eaten the whole bowl.
Harry decided he'd had enough and pushed the tray away.
"Good boy. You did well. You get some rest now. There's a button here, if you need me, just push it and I'll be back." She smiled.
Harry nodded and waved goodbye.
He lay back in his comfortable bed and fell asleep.
At least he's getting the attention he deserves now
All the love xxx
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DON'T HURT ME DADDY (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction8 year old Harry has been neglected and beaten by his parents. With his parents in prison, it's down to his foster family, the Payne's to teach him that his life can be good. 1st part in a trilogy. Please read scared to be lonely and then shattered...
