Broken

I sat on a grungy hospital chair, impatiently tapping my un-shredded foot. We'd been here nearly an hour and I was annoyed, the happy buzz of the alcohol was wearing off and Harry hasn't stopped telling jokes since we sat down.

"I don't like camping, its two intense" He cracked up laughing and I just rolled my eyes at him.
"Jesus Harry shut up" I snapped, earning a glare from the old lady sitting at the reception desk, if I had to wait much longer I would scream.
"uh actually, we still have to talk" he reminded me and I groaned
"actually you were the one who wanted to talk, I was just listening" I replied smirking at him and he chuckled.
"well either way, I still want to finish talking to you" He persisted and I just nodded for him to continue.

"look Fran whatever it is that is going on in your head needs to stop, it's not good for you, every time I see you you're either drunk or about to go and get drunk" He continued and I just blocked most of it out, I've had this talk with my mother and I really didn't want to hear it from Harry.
"Look Harry I appreciate your concern but I'm fine"
"If you're so okay then why the fuck do you have scars on your arms" he hissed and I froze, they were fading well, and I couldn't help but wonder how he saw them.
"Don't got there Harry" I replied letting out an exhausted sigh

"Miss Black" a nurse called, saving me from any further conversations with Harry. I stood up and followed the nurse, leaving him behind.
I emerged about 30 minutes later with a stitched up foot, I was tired and ready to go home.
"ready?" he asked and I nodded. We stepped outside and I shivered from the cold air almost instantly I felt Harrys' hoodie around my shoulders and I smiled at him in silent thanks.

The car ride home seemed to take forever but eventually we pulled up in our street and I sighed.
"Thank you for the lift Harry" I spoke before opening the car door to get out.
"Fran whatever it is, don't shut me out, I want to help" He replied, squeezing my hand, I nodded at him before leaving his car and entering my house.

"Francesca Black its almost 1am, where have you been" My mother demanded from the hallway, I rubbed my head in frustration before responding.
"I had to visit the hospital, I cut my foot and it needed some stitches, I'm fine really" I replied in a soothing tone trying to ease her worry
"have you forgotten how to text?" she asked seemingly satisfied with my answer
"sorry, I didn't expect it to take that long" I mumbled. She caught me completely off guard when she wrapped her arms around me and I fell into her, sighing against her chest.
"Darling whatever it is, whoever it is, things will be okay in the end" she whispered in my ear before stepping back.
"thanks mama" I replied as I left her standing in the hallway, my bed was longing for my presence and I it's.

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