Intent on Hating You (Larry Stylinson)

-Chapter Four-

-Chapter Four-

‘Yes, I’ve got Louis Tomlinson, He cut his hand badly’ Harry was saying, I lifted my head. We were in the hospital at the reception.

‘Tomlinson?’ The receptionist asked, I nodded

‘Oh yes, we have your sister, she’s in the private wards, 14b children’s ward’ She said, I cringed

‘wait, what?’ Harry asked, I stiffened and got out of Harrys arms leaning on the front desks, my legs feeling like jelly

‘Is she awake?’ I asked, the nurse looked down and shuffled a few papers

‘Not yet’ She said, I nodded ‘Take a seat someone will see you in a minute, nodded and Harry guided me to some chairs. The smell of disinfectant was burning my nose and there were sounds of people coughing and whispering.

‘What was that about?’ Harry asked sitting next to me, I ignored him

‘Your sister is in hospital? Why?’ He asked

‘Coma’ I choked out looking down at my hands

‘For how long?’ He continued

‘Since yesterday’ I muttered

‘So that’s what Paul and management wanted to talk to you about?’

‘It’s none of your business’ I snapped. He scowled at me and looked away, I looked back at my hands and glared at them.

‘Mr Tomlinson’ Someone called, I looked up to see a nurse stood there ‘if you come with me, we’ll see to your hand’ I nodded and stood up and followed her into a room off of the main reception, she sat me in a chair and took my hand.

‘Yep, needs stitches’ she nodded as I winced. She got out all the necessities and I looked away as she began to stitch up the cut that ran all along the top of my hand.

‘Please be careful, you were too close to your artery!’ she said patting my shoulder as she cut off the excess thread and started to wrap a bandage around my hand.

‘Off you go, Visiting hours are from 10am’ she smiled at me, I nodded and walked out of the room, I walked slowly over to Harry who was looking down at his phone,

‘Sorry’ I muttered, He looked up and smiled slightly, He stood up and looked down at my hand before we walked out of the hospital.

‘I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have pried’ Harry said after a moments silence, we walked across the packing lot towards his car. I don’t remember the journey here at all.

‘Does it hurt?’ Harry asked looking down at my hand

‘Not as much as my-’ I trailed off about to say broken heart

‘As your- have you cut yourself anywhere else?’ He asked scanning my visible flesh, I shook my head and sighed

‘Don’t worry about it’ I assured him

‘O-okay’ Harry said looking away from me and opening the passenger door before walking around and getting in the driers seat. I slid into the car

‘Thanks’ I said

‘For what?’ Harry asked as he started the engine and I closed my door

‘Helping’ I said softly looking out of the window. Harry drove out of the car park and I watched as the buildings swept past us. Harry pulled into our apartment block car park and parked the car. We both stepped out. He locked the car as we made our way to the elevator and stood in silence as we ascended the building. I rested my head back against the wall of the lift.

‘You can sleep in my bed’ Harry piped up ‘Yours is full of glass and it’s three in the morning’

‘Its fine I’ll sleep on the sofa’ I said as we reached our floor

‘No, I mean it. You look ill and I’ll be killed if you get hurt anymore’ I sighed as we walked towards our door.

Harry pulled out the keys and unlocked the door throwing the keys onto the hall table before we made it too his bedroom, he opened his door and I followed him over to his bed. I sat down on the edge.

‘Right, see you in the morning’ He said as he turned around and walked towards the door

‘Where are you going?’ I asked

‘the sofa’ He replied

‘I’m not pushing you out of your own bed, Harry’ I crossed my arms

‘Fine. Just stick to your own side’ Harry grunted walking around the bed, I rolled my eyes, that was more of the Harry I knew. It was nice to know he was human under all that attitude though.

I got into the bed and yawned rubbing my eyes and turning away from Harry. He shifted so I assumed he’d done the same.

‘Night’ I sighed; I had a feeling this was going to be the only time I saw this side of Harry.

‘Night, Lou’ Harry Yawned, I stiffened at the nickname but let it go, it was three in the morning after all. I closed my eyes and felt sleep drawing me in.

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