The Man That Can't Be Moved

Hospitalized

"Yeah. She's fine." -Pause- "I'll be home later." -Pause- "Well you don't you think that you should be here to Lou?" -Pause- "I don't care if Marissa is there. You knocked the girl out cold." -Pause- "No it's cool bro."

This. This is what I woke up to. My body was stiff, my head hurt like utter hell, and I wake up to an incredibly annoying guy talking nonstop. SHUT UP ALREADY!!!

"Sorry Lou. She woke up, a little irate, if I might add. I got to go... Yeah sure. Bye." I opened my eyes to find him slipping his phone in his pocket. Remembering his face a sudden erg to glare flickered on my eyes. He noticed me glaring. "Well that was a little rude." He crossed his arms over his chest. Man he had abnormally large hands.

"Rude!?"

"Yes, rude. As in not polite?"

Really? "Are you freaking kidding me! I just woke up with a rocking headache because your friend knocked me out. Then I wake up to a constant babbling from you!" His face went from smug to his chin dropping to the floor. "Now explain to me how I am the rude one." I crossed my arms across my chest, put on a smug look and waited for his response.

After practically picking his jaw up off the floor he smiled. "Fiesty one are we?"

"Puh-lease. Why are you even here anyway?"

A hurt look crawled onto his face. "Well excuse me for trying to be nice!" Swinging himself up from the plastic chair he was in he grabbed his coat and stomped towards the door.

"No! Wait!" He pause and turned towards me. "Stay?" No I did not know the guy but I did not like hospitals and I definitely did not want to be alone in one all night. His curls bounced and his green eyes sparkled as he made his way back to the uncomfortable plastic chair.

"Since I'm staying I have a few questions..." I pondered the thought of answering all his questions, glancing over to the clock which read 11:43 pm. We had literally all night. So what the hell.

"Shoot."

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After a few hours I learned so much about Harry. He lived with his friends Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam. He had one sibling, Gemma. His hometown is in Cheshire, where his mum, sister and stepdad lived. His favorite thing to do was play football and sing. His favorite food was chocolate covered strawberries. (A/N: Not sure how much is actually true...) in the midst of our question asking the nurse came in the check the machines. She said she needed to check my I.V. Being scared of needles Harry squeezed my hand when the I.V. poked my skin.

He really was a sweet guy. While I was telling him about college and my classes and stuff he used a pen and a napkin from a tray in the corner of the room and drew me a picture of a unicorn. It was the worst drawing ever. But I had made the decision to keep it forever and ever. I even had him sign it and date it. After I asked him to do that he looked at me quizzically.

His phone stared blaring The Fray's How To Save A Life. He lifted a finger to motion me to give him 'one moment'. "Hey boo. No I won't be home till later.." I actually started listening after 'boo'. I can't believe this. Here he was sitting with me. Giving me butterflies, and the bastard had a freaking girlfriend.

He hung up on his 'boo' and looked at me. I stared at him. "Listen, Alex, maybe one day after you get out of the hospital maybe we can hang out." And that was when I slapped him.

A/N: Hey guys(: how are y'all? I'm good. I guess. Lmao. I'm just gonna tell you. True friends won't go after the guy you like. Kay? Kay. Love you<3