" Do we have to go ?" I pouted at Harry.
" Yes ! The doctor needs to get you checked up." He smiled buttoning his shirt.
It's been four days which means I have to go get checked once again. Ever since the accident,
I feel like I don't like hospitals that much anymore. I guess it's just a reminder of what happened.
" Yeah but I've been remembering bits and pieces." I pleaded.
" Babe, its your rib we're getting checked out. Not your head." He ruffled his hair fixing
it into its natural place.
" Fine." I sighed in defeat.
" Why do I sense a 'But' coming on ?" He questioned.
" But .. We have to get ice cream." I reasoned.
" The usual cotton candy and almond ?"
" Yep ! Good times."
Thankfully, the drive didn't take that long. The swarm of patients and visitors running around
confused my vision as we were seated into the waiting room. I tried to glance at the
crack exposing the lobby just to get a clue of a nurse walking to call my name. The long waited
nurse showed up after fifteen minutes of weird smelly hospital medicine in the atmosphere
and a guy reading a seventeen magazine with a guitar strap on the back and marijuana shaped pendant
on his neck. And I thought I was a weirdo.
" So how are you today ?" My doctor asked as I leftted my graphic tee letting the bandage peek through.
" I'm actually feeling really well. The recovery isn't that slow at all !" I cheered
as she slowly unleashed the bandage wrapped around my torso.
" And your memory ?"
" I've remembered everything up to February first. Is that normal ?" I answered with a question.
" Yes. Considering how hard your head collided with the driving wheel, it might take some
extra time to remember the newest events."
I nodded as we sat in silence. Except the sound of medical white tape ripping,scissors
ripping through the sanatized fabric of the bandages, our lungs releasing air into the room,
and the chair creaking a little as it moved. The nurse slowly moved around my chair in a clockwise
motion trying not to exert any pressure at all on the fractured bone. I felt nothing at all unti
l the bandage was tightened and glued into my skin. It was like someone was drilling
a nail into your rib cage. Ugh.
" You're ready to go. Enjoy your day." She said goodbye as the door flapped shut.
" How you feeling ?" Harry sat on the chair next to me grabbing hold of my hand.
" You know you've asked me that question like twenty five times today ?" I laughed at how
concerned and cute his facial expression is.
" I care about my sick girlfriend. Boo hoo " He scuffed with a smile peeking through.
" You know I'm fine." I smiled repeating the gesture.
He leaned in closing the short space that was already between us. My palms cupped his cheeks
as his hands found my back connecting our lips together. I swear for some reason those lips
make me tingle on the inside. Our lips always find a way to match and tangle from every angle.
I slowly bit on his bottom lip as I puled away.
" What a tease." He mumbled opening his eyes.
" It's ice cream time, Styles." I laughed pulling him up.

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" Um who's turn is it to choose a movie tonight ?" Zayn asked.
" Well it's Lou's house so I guess him .. ?" Niall chewed through his popcorn.
" Let's go with White Chicks !" Eleanor suggested with the biggest smile ever.
" I agree ! All time favorite movie." I raised my arms in the air.
" Li grab the DVD." Harry said as Liam sat the closest to the cabinet.
Liam was halfway inserting the CD in until the door rang.
" I'll get it." Louis hopped off the couch yelling in a high pitch tone. So typical of him.
" Who would come over at ten in the night ?" I confusingly asked.
" Hannah ?" I heard Louis' voice echo through.
" Stick a fork in me right now." Niall muttered.
Hannah their manager's assistant or Hannah as in Louis' ex or .. ?

** This fanfic won't end yet. Probably after like 20 to 25 chapters or so. Probably even more depending on what my wild brain comes up with.