Real love tested.

Sitting at dialysis in my big red chair with still two hours to go I am doing my homework trying to make the time pass. I then receive a message from Harry asking me what time I will be home from school because every second Wednesday I finish early. I respond to him saying about 2.00PM that’s what time I usually finish from dialysis. He then tells me he will be going back to the hotel to pack up his stuff and final sound check for their final show in Melbourne. I know I’m so sad tonight is there last night and then they move off to Sydney, DAM Sydney is lucky I think to myself.
I finally arrive home go straight to my room and as soon as my head hits the pillow I am out like a light. I then wake up two hours later and have my dinner with my family at the table. Then head back into my room and start some homework that I started in the hospital, I just have a couple of sentences to finish off in my English essay. It takes me only twenty minutes to add those sentences in and read over my work, and then I close my computer off. This essay is my contribution for me to get my completion certificate for year twelve, like a substitute exam. I then lie back in my bed and scroll down my Facebook and Twitter and just see what is going on in the world. I then fall back asleep.
Couple hours later I wake up and it’s 11.30PM I have no school tomorrow as everyone is doing their exams and it’s been good time off because I’ve spent time with Harry and the boys. On my treatment days which were only Friday, Monday and Wednesday I’ve told Harry that my friend and I are shopping; lucky for me he was busy on those days doing some recording and never knew when I actually got home. I hear a knock on my bedroom door and it’s Niall.
He comes in all sweaty and decides to sit on my bed. I look at him
“What the hell are you doing? You can’t sit on my bed with all that sweat.” I say
“Sorry love I just came to say goodbye I’m spending the night at my cousins.”
“Oh boo. Well I’ll see you soon then.” I say and get up and air hug him.
He laughs
“Just call if you want to chat or need any advice ok.”
“Yep thanks Leprechaun” I say and we both giggle.

Next morning I can feel some heavy breathing. I open my eyes and rub them to help me wake up, I sit up on my bed and I shit myself Harry is on the other end of the bed. Just sitting there quietly in the most perfect way in a white t-shirt, black jeans and a grey hoodie.
“My god you scared me, are you watching me sleep?”
“Correction I was watching you, until I woke you up.”
“Haha, you’re so funny Styles.”
“My flight is 3PM to Sydney.”
“Ok well its only ten now.”
“Yea I know just want to spend every second with you.”
Harry climbs into bed with and gets under the sheets and I rest my head on his chest and he starts playing with my hair which I love.
We are now face to face nose to nose and just looking at each other.
“I’ll be coming back for you.” Harry whispers in my ear
I laugh and smile. I love how he says to me from their song lyrics.
I have never ever felt anything like this before. Harry is the reason I get up and push along with my life every day, a bit cliché but he is my inspiration for someone as big and famous as him to love someone like me, just a regular Australian out of all places girl is the most amazing feeling. He then leans in closer and we both close our eyes and share a passionate kiss, as I break away from the kiss, Harry keeps going. He has one hand on my cheek and uses his other to pull up the sheets, his hand then moves down to my thigh and breaks from the kiss then starts to the top of my neck and he wraps his leg around the two of mine under the covers. I then break away all together and jump out of my bed, I know what he wants to do, and believe me so do I but I can’t at this moment. He will see my tube and ask a bunch of questions and think I’m ugly.
“Sorry have to pee”.
I then run to the bathroom and sit on the floor and realise I have to tell him.
“Is everything ok, sorry I just...” I cut Harry off.
“No it’s me. Look there’s something I need to tell you, and I don’t know how to.” I say as tears fall from my eyes onto my cheeks.
“Hey, hey whatever is, you can tell me anything.” Harry says in a sincere tone.
I look at him, sitting on my bed him looking at me with his perfect green eyes.
I then pull the right side part of my top down to reveal my tube that helps me connect to dialysis. My heart is beating a thousand miles an hour. I have never been this nervous in my life. I am afraid Harry will judge me.
Harry is looking at me with a sad, worried, concerned look on his face.

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