Angel (H.S AU)

Chapter Fourteen

I knock on Stacies door, and it opens moments later. Harry's parents are seated, looking right at me. Stacie welcomes me in and grabs another chair for me to sit down. "Is everything okay, Alexa?" I sigh, and nod. "Yes. I've made a decision."

"This clinic is good for Harry. The staff are great, facilities and he seems to not mind it. I don't want him to have to leave, so I've decided that I will leave." I manage to say, without crying. The room is silent, and Stacie smiles at me sympathetically. "That is a good decision, Alexa."

I nod, "I'll be out of here as soon as possible." I say. Part of me hopes someone would stop me and tell me to stay, and that things will work out. But they don't. All I see are sympathetic smiles, and the reality sinks in. I am done here. I get up and head back out to Harry to say goodbye. Who knows when I'll see him again.

"Done." I say, as I walk back in to the foyer where Harry is sitting. He stands up and gives me a hug. Strange how after all this time, on my last day here I have managed to kiss Harry and get a hug out of him. I hold him tight. I don't want to let go. 

"It's for the best." Harry says as we pull away from the hug. I nod, trying to agree with him, but I know I don't. I never will. This is more than just a job to me. Everyday I came here for Harry, I came here in hopes that he would get a little better and with the hope that maybe things would change between us. Now they finally have, and I'm leaving.

"So this is it..." I say. I want to say something about us, but I'm not even sure if there is an us. Up until today I had no idea how Harry felt about me. Has he had these feelings for a while? I refrain from asking him, not wanting to make leaving even harder.

"For now." He says, a slight smile playing at his lips. I attempt to smile back and hug him again. "I'm not good at goodbyes, or any kind of emotion shit... but thanks for everything you've done since arriving here." Harry says out of no where. At least I can leave here knowing I have changed Harry for the better, even if only a little bit. I'm not sure if he's going to be kind to everyone, but he's being kind to me, so I'll take it. I can hardly believe this is the same person I met when I first came here.

"Thanks for putting up with me." I kiss him on the cheek, and say a final goodbye. I will probably end up saying goodbye again, but I need to start now. I also need to pack up. "Goodbye, Harry. I'll call you soon." He nods and with a smile, heads back to his room and me to my office.

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"I'm all packed. I'll see you again the future, I hope." I say, poking my head into Stacies door. She stands up from her desk and walks over to me, wrapping me in a hug. "Thankyou for being here. And I can't thankyou enough for Harry. Really, no one else could've helped him how you have." I smile, but feel a slight pain knowing that I have come this far with Harry and now I'm leaving. 

"Well, I'll go and say goodbye to Harry and Taylor and then I'll be gone." I place my bag at the door of my office to collect on my way out and go to Taylor's room first. She has only been my patient for a short time, but in that short time has been a wonderful friend to me.

"Hey." I say, walking in to her room and sitting on the couch next to her. "You're leaving, I hear." She says. I nod, "Yeah, unfortunately." She puts and arm around me, hugging me. How can a girl younger than me feel so much like a big sister to me? 

"Thanks for being such a great nurse." She says. "I know this could be a touchy subject, but does you leaving have something to do with Harry?" She asks. I knew it would come up. I wanted to avoid it but I knew that was impossible. I nod, "Sort of. I guess they all just think me working here is having negative effects on me. But maybe one day I'll be back." I hug her once more and stand up to leave. I don't want to talk about having to leave any longer because I don't want ot end up a crying mess yet again.

How insane. When I was first told I was going to be working here I was mad. I was furious. And now I'm crying because I have to leave. "Will you visit?" Taylor asks me. "I hope so."

-

"Knock knock." I playfully knock on Harry's door as I push it open, and walk in. He's sitting on his couch reading a book. A sight I will miss for sure. He looks up at me, with a smile. He has changed so much, it is so easy to see. He never used to smile, he never used to be happy and now he is. It's clear he still has problems and he isn't always happy, but he's getting better. 

"Here for my final goodbye." I say, falling down on the couch next to Harry. He stands up and holds out his hand to me. "Well we better make it a goodbye you'll remember." I frown, wondering what he is talking about. "Come on, I'm allowed to leave as long as I have a nurse with me." He is actually right. I agree and hold his hand and we walk out to the foyer.

"Hey Nat, we'll be back later, okay?" She frowns, "Seeing as you don't actually work here, I shouldn't be allowing this.. but okay." I thank her and Harry takes me hand in his and we head out to the car. How surreal it feels to be holding Harry's hand in public. We go to my car and I get in, then ask Harry where exactly we should go.

He puts an address into his phone and it begins to give directions. I ask hi countless times where we are going but he refuses to tell me. Of course. Luckily, I trust Harry. About fifteen minutes later we drive onto a road with trees running down both sides. Wherever we are is beautiful. I have never been here before, but Harry seems to know exactly where he is.

At the end of the road is a house, standing alone. I turn to Harry, "Okay seriously, what are we doing here?" He laughs, and gets out of the car. I roll my eyes and get out my side. "Harry, please tell me what's going on!" 

"Fine, this is my house. Well, my parents technically, but they never come here, so they told me it's mine." He grabs my hand in his once again, making me smile. I could get used to this. But you're leaving. I remind myself. The unfortunate reality is that after this sweet afternoon with Harry, I am leaving and who knows when I will see him again. Will things even be the same when I see him again?

We walk and Harry turns to me. "What's on your mind?" He says before we do anything else. I sigh, "It's nothing." He frowns, "I've used that excuse too. Something is bothering you." I nod, "I know. I guess I'm just sad that after today I don't know when I'll ever see you again. And I don't want to lose.. this." I motion between Harry and I, unsure how to explain myself.

He kisses my forehead, "I'll wait for you if you wait for me."