
Never Letting You Go Again (Sequel to 'The One')
Chapter 6
******Chelsea's P.O.V.*******
I was awoken by Micheal's phone going off. I turned over and saw Micheal asleep. I smiled then kissed his forehead. I hardly slept last night, I mean come on, who could with everything that's going on! Micheal said he would sleep beside me so I didn't have a break down. Honestly if he wasn't there, I would've been a nervous wreck by now. (I wore this) I reached over him and grabbed my phone. There was a message from Harry's hospital.
"Hello Miss Mills, this is Susan Harry's nurse. this is awkward, but Harry has been asking for you since 4:30 this morning. If it wouldn't be to much to ask, I was wondering if you could come here. If you do, please do it quickly, he's getting anxious!" I knew I had to go, or else Harry's anger issues would show. I put my phone back down and headed for the bathroom. I took a shower then wrapped a towel around me and walked into my closet. I looked through a few racks, then found a few things and put them together to make this. I walked out and went over to the side table to get my phone.
"Where are you going?" Micheal suddenly asked. I jumped then saw it was him. I realized he was shirtless.
"The hospital called and wanted me to come down." I said placing the phone in my bag.
"When will you be home?"
"I don't know, it could be an hour, or it could be late tonight."
"Do you want me to come with you?" He asked standing up and stretching. I never really realized how well built he was, obviously more then Harry ever was.
"I think I can handle going to the hospital and seeing Harry."
"Okay."
"Oh, tell Amber that I went to see Harry."
"She spent the night at Louis' last night."
"Okay, then never mind. Bye." I said pecking his lips.
"Bye." He said as I walked out the door. I grabbed my keys out of my bag then went down the stairs and to my car. I got in and sped off to the hospital. The ride was quiet, just anxious to get here and see how he was doing. When I got to the hospital, the windows were lined up with girls screaming and yelling holding up posters in the windows. The word must've gotten out that Harry was in the hospital, I wasn't surprised. I took out my phone and called Susan.
"Hello, Susan, it's Chelsea Mills."
"Oh hello Miss Mills, what can I do for you?"
"You can call me Chelsea, and if you haven't seen already, there are kind of people covering the entrance tot he hospital, so is there a back door I can go in or something?"
"I will have security come out and get you Chelsea."
"Thank you!" I said before hanging up. I stood there for about 5 minutes, then I saw 4 large, well built men come out and walk over to me. One was tall and bald. Another was a little shorter and had buzzed cut blonde hair. Another was the tallest and had black hair and darker skin. The last one looked like the bald one except he had brown hair.
"Miss Mills?" The darker skin one asked.
"That's me."
"Come with us." He said walking away as I followed. it was fine until we kit the blockade. "SECURITY! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" The bald one said pushing a few girls out of the way. We finally got inside and I could breath. I saw Susan walk up to me as I caught my breath.
"I'm so sorry for the......inconvenience. I just wanted to let you know, we started to get Harry walking, so if you want you can help him, he was so anxious to see you!" She said.
"Oh it's fine! I'm glad he's doing okay, can I see him now?" I asked.
"Yes you can, come right this way." She said walking back and into a long hallway. She walked a few doors down, then stopped at a door and opened it and I went inside. Once I was in she closed the door silently behind me. I looked back and saw Harry asleep. I walked over to a chair and pulled it up next to Harry's bed. I sat down and pulled out my phone.I was on it for a good 5 minutes when I heard Harry say something. I put my phone on my lap and turned my attention to him.
"Chelsea, you came." He said sitting up.
"Yes, I did." I said holding his hand.
"Can you help me up?" He asked. I nodded then stood up taking his other hand. He got up very slowly, one vertebrae at a time. I didn't really realize that he was only in his boxers and shirtless when he got up.
Yeah! It's called 'Forgotten' I'm writing it right now!
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7/27/14