Real love tested.

He collapsed at work and then was sent to the hospital, something about his heart but he is getting tests done and has to be kept in for a few days. I was so worried I cannot imagine my life without my Dad. I really need someone here at the moment my mum is with my dad, my brother and his girlfriend have each other and I have no one with me comforting me. So I decide to call Harry but this time when I call him I am mad and angry.
Of course I get his voicemail.
“Listen Harry, I have no idea what is going on with you, me or us. But cut the crap and talk to me help me understand with your weird behaviour” I practically yell into the phone. “Please call me I need to speak to you I need you please, please I need you right now” I say with a tears coming down my face.
Couple hours later I return home from the hospital and crash onto my bed. Then finally my phone goes off.
Is everything ok?
H
Really is that it? I think to myself as I read his message.

Umm no, it’s not, can you please call me.

I wait patiently for a response.

Ten minutes pass nothing

Another ten nothing.

Please stop ignoring me, my dad is friken hospital, please.

Maybe this might finally get his attention.

What is he ok? What happened?

I roll my eyes.

He collapsed at work, and now they are running test now for his heart.

I guess this is the only way I will be having any kind of conversation with Harry.

Oh ok well let me know when his results come back.

Really is he for real, I don’t even bother to respond I throw my phone at the end of my bed and cry until I fall asleep.



Couple days later dad is finally home and he is doing well. The test show that he has eye blood pressure and an enlarged heart but with more exercise he will be back to normal again. Even though Harry asked me to let him know once dad’s test come back I didn’t let him know. I mean why should I his been the one acting like a dick. I don’t even think about it too much I want to help my dad get back on track and still look after myself.
After our walk Dad and I head inside and set the table for dinner. It’s a Tuesday night so which means I have treatment tomorrow. It still gets to me I am exhausted all the time and watching what I am eating and watching my fluid intake which is really hard as I am restricted to only one litre a day which is not a lot at all. Once we are all seated at the table we are chatting for a bit and then the door bell goes off. I volunteer and answer the door. I reach for the and as I open it, it is the last person I expected to see. But at the same time I have a smile on my face.

“OH MY GOD, what are you doing here?

“ Your not going to invite me in, I can smell food.”

“Of course Niall umm sorry come in” I say has he makes his way in the dinning room with the rest of the family.

After dinner I go into the flat with Niall and we watch some TV.

“I came here because I found out about your Dad and I know you have a lot going on and I thought you could use a friend.”

“That’s sweet of you Ni, how did you hear about Dad”?

“I saw your messages on Harry’s phone, still have no idea what’s going on with him sorry.”

“Ahh I’m not even worried about that right now to be honest.”

“Ah speak of the devil his calling me now.” I watch him about to decline the call, instead I grab the phone off Niall and answer with speaker phone on.

“NIALL BROTHER let’s go out and get wasted!” what is with him seriously, I mean have we broken up and I have forgotten about it.

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