Harry's POV
I slip the t-shirt, that Niall had brought for me, over my head and then bend down to grab my shoes. I slide them onto my feet and then stand up straight. I look over to Niall and Louis, who are stood over by the door of my hospital room with big smiles on their faces.
Today is the day I'm finally allowed out of this place. I was supposed to be discharged yesterday but my doctor wanted me to stay an extra night just in case. It's been about a week since I've come out of the coma and the whole time I've been thinking about Chrissie. What I'm going to say to her when I finally talk to her again? How am I supposed to explain this to her? What if she won't believe me?
"You okay?" Louis asks noticing my worried expression. I nod my head.
"I'm fine. Just a little nervous about going out there with all the paparazzi." I explain. I'm not lying but I'm not telling the truth either. I'm both worried about the paparazzi and about finally seeing Chrissie again. I haven't told anyone my plans to see her as they won't understand why I want to. I want to ask Alexander to give Niall his memories back but I don't know if I'll ever see him again. I was going to call for him to see if he answered but I couldn't as I've had someone here each night. My second night Niall and Zayn stayed with me, the third night Louis and Liam stayed with me and the rest of the nights my mum, dad or Gemma stayed with me.
"Everything will be fine. Niall and I are here and so is your mum, your dad and Gemma." Louis assures me. I breathe in and out trying to calm myself down. I've got so used to there being no fans and no paps that now going out to face them is one of the scariest things in the world.
"I just want to be left alone." I say truthfully.
"I know, I know but you're going to have to face them sometime and why not do it now." Louis tells me.
"You're right. I live with this and I'm going to have to get used to it." I say. "Let's go. I want to get this over and done with as soon as possible." I grab my jacket off of the chair next to me and then we all walk out of the room. When we get to the reception area, I see my mum, dad and Gemma waiting for me but I'm surprised to see Zayn, Perrie, Liam and Sophia with them also.
"What are you doing here?" I ask. They told me that they might not be here as they had to do an interview for a magazine about the new album. It's lucky we had finished recording all the songs before I went into a coma but I wonder which songs they picked to be on the album and what they have called it.
"We convinced management to move the interview to another day. We wanted to be here with you when you finally left this place." Liam tells me. I smile widely.
"Thanks for being here." I tell them. I then turn to Perrie and Sophia. "Nice to see the both of you too." I tell them with a smile. I'm actually very grateful to see them as well.
"It's nice to see you too." Sophia says with a smile.
"We wanted to come with Zayn and Liam to see how you were." Perrie says. "The last time I saw you was when you were in a coma." A hint of a frown covers her face but she quickly recovers. She obviously doesn't want to upset me.
"It's alright to talk about it. I'm okay with it." I tell her. She smiles at me before leaning closer into Zayn. He puts his arm around her and kisses her on the side of the cheek.
"You ready to get out of here?" Niall asks. I nod my head and we all walk to the entrance of the hospital. A couple of our security guys walk up to us.
"There are quite a lot of people out there." One of them explains. "Stay close together and don't talk to anyone. We want to get out of here as soon as possible." We all nod in agreement before being escorted out of the building. As the hospital doors open I see hundreds of screaming girls being held back by security and police and a I'm blinded about a hundred flashing cameras.
The guards lead us through the crowds and noticing my worried expression, Niall puts his hands on my shoulders to try and calm me down. Gemma must notice my expression too as she puts her hand in mine to comfort me. I smile at her and start to breathe in and out to calm myself down a little more.
"Harry! I love you!" I hear a girl call out next to me. I look over at her and smile which makes her scream with happiness. I hear other people calling the boy's names and even calling my mum and Gemma.
"Why are Perrie and Sophia here?" I hear another girl say in disgust. I scowl at her and when she notices that I had heard her, her cheeks begin to go red from embarrassment. I can't stand when people hate on Perrie and Sophia. They have done nothing to the fans so I don't get why so many people hate on them. Is that what will happen to Chrissie if we do get married in the future? I know everyone gets hate, even me and the boys but when it's from our fans it feels horrible.
When we reach the cars, Gemma, my mum, my dad and I get in the same car, Niall, Zayn and Perrie get in the same car and Louis, Liam and Spohia get in the same car. As soon as the door to our car closes, fans begin to bang on the windows. Our security moves them away from the car so we can pull out of the hospital car park and then we drive away.
"I bet it feels good to be going home, doesn't it?" My mum asks. I nod my head. My mum, dad and Gemma decided that they want to say with me for a couple of days just in case. I've told them I'm fine now but they insist that they want to stay with me. I couldn't argue. I've missed them so much and I can't wait to spend time with them.
Chrissie's POV
"I can't believe Harry is finally out of hospital today." Gabby says. Ever since she found out that Harry had woke up, she hasn't stopped talking about him. It's just like the time she found out that he had been attacked. She wouldn't stop talking about him but this time it's even worse. Not because she talking about him more, but because of my dream. It still has an effect on me even thought I had it a week ago. I don't know what it was about that dream that made it impact on my thought and feelings but all I know is this is not normal.
"Please Gabby, can you top talking about Harry Styles for one day." Justin says, almost begging.
"Okay, sorry. I'm just happy that's all." She says. I mentally thank Justin. I know that I don't want to hear anything about Harry but I feel the need to see how he is. I will go on twitter or search it up or something, tonight. I just need to ease my mind. Maybe my dream impacted me because I actually am worried about Harry. I don't know why I would be, but it's possible I guess. Maybe if I see that he's okay I will stop thinking about him.
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As soon as I get home, I get straight on my laptop and search up Harry Styles. The first thing to pop up on the page is a news article about him finally being discharged from the hospital. I click on the article and start to read it. All it says is about how many fans were there, that the other boys from his band were there and also his family. Nothing else really. It also shows a picture of him walking through a crowd of girls with someone, who I assume is his sister. From his face he looks miserable. I would be too if I had just come out of hospital and I was swarmed by girls. Haven't they got no respect.
I suddenly have a flashback of searching up something like this before, but I was searching up Harry Styles's death instead. Why would I search that up? Unless it was in my dream.
I switch off my laptop and put it back on my desk. All my memories seem to be from my dream. They're not even real memories. Usually I can't even remember my dreams but this time all I can remember is my dream. What is happening? Have I started to like Harry Styles? Is this what it's like to become a 'fangirl'? My thought are full of him and only him.
Its like it's haunting me.
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A/N CHAPTER 36!!! I finally updated!!! I hope you like this chapter. I actually had to re read it as I had forgot what I wrote 😂 I wrote this a little while ago but I didn't have the goal so I didn't post.
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