Quiet- Harry Styles fan fiction

Chapter 18

^^ the pic at the top is how I imagine Bella^^

Bella's POV

The next day I still was in the hospital.

I spent today laying in bed and trying to eat the gross food they gave me here but I wouldn't. I refused. Everything I ate seemed like it had no taste to it. It also makes me feel like I wanna barf. So I laid in bed staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours. Harry was with his mom at the police station to get Arron for good. Because I for sure wasn't letting him get away with this. Harry told me that if this were to work out I couldn't be afraid to tell the police what happened, even if it felt like reliving it. And I know I'll be fine because I'll have harry with me. And because I have evidence, I have bruises on my body and they had security cameras at the gas station of him grabbing me into the alley way. And all the tests they took at the hospital for rape. God that was a scary word.

"Miss are you going to eat yet?" One of the nurses said looking at my full tray of hospital food. I didn't really have the decency to answer, so I shook my head.

"If you don't eat then I'm going to-"

"Please, it has no taste to it and it makes me sick. I'm not eating it." I said back, interrupting the nurse. I would usually feel like a complete asshole if I said that but this time I was being forreal. I'm not eating the damn food.

The nurse walked out of the room shaking her head. I sighed, glad that she wasn't bothering me anymore like she has been doing for the past 2 hours. I turned on my side on the bed. All I could think about was last night. I hated everything. I hated that Arron fucking got. Away with it and scarred me for the rest of my life. Right now I had nothing to do but cry about it and let the police handle Arron. That's what I did, I needed a good cry.

I felt like I could still feel Arron's hands on me and the bruises stung on my skin. And it sucks. I wiped my wet cheeks shutting my eyes. I felt defeated once again. I take deep breaths and remember the good part of my life. Harry. He was still here and he was still helping me. Even if I felt like he didn't need me sometimes, he was still next to me. Even right now he was fighting for me. He was going to get Arron's ass if it was the last thing he ever did. And I'm so grateful for him.

"Miss-"

"I'm not going to eat, I told-" I say sitting up, but then stoping because Harry's behind her. He walks up to me and the nurse leaves us alone.

"Babe. Why aren't you going to eat?" He says sitting next to me.

"I thought you where at the-"

"My mom is handling it. Tell me why you won't eat." He said

"The food makes me want to vomit, it all tastes the same." I mutter

"Please just eat. I'm not letting you starve."

I rolled my eyes.

"Bella, please." He says trying to be patient with me " for me?"

I rolled my eyes again and agreed with him, he smiled and I picked up the bowl of chicken noodle soup. I sighed annoyed, because I gave in for Harry's sake. Which made me realize how hung up I really am on this guy. He sits with me while I eat, not saying a word. It was nice, what I needed because I was so tired of talking and moving. Mainly because my voice is so raspy from screaming and my body is so bruised it hurts to move. Once I'm finished with the entire bowl of bland soup, Harry grins.

"Thank you. I want you to be healthy, I mean your skinny enough as it is babe, you need to gain more weight." He explained

"Stop calling me that, it's weird." I comment