I sat in a cold white hospital. The tile ground was cold on my feet and the air vents around me made me even colder but the chill of the building didnt cross my mind much. All I was really focused on was Harry. Hours went by and I eventually cried myself to sleep in Niall's arms. Caitlin paced from one side of the room to the other the whole night but eventually sat down when Liam asked her to. She cried in his arms most of the night after sitting down and Cassandra sat with them rubbing her back. One person I havnt seen since I got to the hospital was Katherine. It's like she dissapeared.

I looked up from Niall's shirt as Zayn sat down beside me and looked at me wanting to talk. I sucked in my tears and loud sobs to listen.

"He's going to be okay, ya know."
"How do you know that Zayn, how?!" I wanted to cry even harder.
"Because if he has someone to fight for then he'll fight."

I looked at Zayn then nodded my head as he hugged me. His warm embrace made me feel better slightly, I dont know how, but he did. Moments later a nurse came out with a doctor. They looked at me and asked if I were immediate family.

"I-no... he's my... can I just see him please."
"We need immediate family first, are there any here?"

A woman stood up, she was very thin and quite tan. Her brown hair was straight but somehow a wreck. She sniffled once walking to the doctor then stopped in front of me. I stood up looking at how features in her face were similar to Harry's.

"I think you need to go first." She said then walked me to the door.

The doctors nodded and I looked back realizing who that woman was, it was his mother. I couldnt see him before his mother, that wasnt right. I also couldnt walk away, something in me told me that I needed to see him. Or maybe, I just needed him.

The doctor stopped me infront of a door then told me his condition.

"He was shot in the upper chest sholder region so he will make it, no internal organs were injutred but it will be difficult for him to move his arm without pain for a while. He will need therapy probably but other than that he's going to be fine. It's really a miracle where the gun shot wound is because nothing major was injured." The doctor opened the door slightly looking in. "Hello Mr. Styles, I didnt know you woke up so soon."
"Is she here?" He asked desperately and I wanted to break that dumb door down, run in, and kiss him and hold him and never let go for the rest of my life.
"Yes, you have a few visitors but she was instructed to come in first."

The doctor opened the door more and I saw him. His beautiful face. His curly flops of hair that rested on his forehead and those stunning green eyes that were looking into mine. I walked slowly to him afraid that if I touched him he would be injured more. I stood beside him and brushed the side of his face with the knuckels of my fingers. He brought his are up, the one on opposite side of the gun shot, and rested it on my hand. He smiled and I did too holding onto tears that sat on the rim of my eye.

"Hey, baby, how are you?" He asked me and I let out a sad chuckle.
"Me? I'm fine, what about you?"
"I'm all drugged up so i'm good at the moment."

I smiled at him just happy to hear his voice. He looked at me with a worried expression trying to read me then laughed slightly.

"Come here," he insisted scooting over a bit to make room for me.
"Harry, I dont want to hurt you any more than-"
"You cant, I hardly feel anything right now."
"Yeah but-"
Harry took my hand and looked into my eyes, "Please."

I sat down next to him and he instructed I lay down so I did. I layed on my side looking at him and he brough me closer with his good arm before kissing the top of my head.

"Harry... I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I just knew my dad would get there in time but when Simon started to hurt Katherine I jumped at him and my entire plan went south I-" I felt the tears come and Harry put his arm around me kissing my head again.
"Shh, shhh... It's fine, your alright, I'm alright, everyone is fine Scarlet."
I nodded my head, "I'm so sorry Harry..."
"Dont be, you saved us. Your plan may not have gone the exact way you wanted it to but he's gone. Out of our lives for good. The doctor even was able to take the dumb tracker out of my hand. It was just a bump underneath my skin. Nothing difficult or painful to remove."
"Well, that's good."
"And he'll be in jail so no one can stop me from seeing you."
I smiled, "yeah."
"Dont be sorry, love. I'm just glad you're alive."
I nodded my head feeling the tears come again and I baried my head in his chest. He rubbed the top of my head letting his fingers go through my hair.
"Harry I just cant lose you too..."
"You wont, Scarlet."

I looked up at him, his green eyes sparkeling with a hint of worry for me in them. His plump pink lips were slightly curved into a reasuring smile to tell me that everything was fine but I just felt so guilty.

"But you know what you can do to make me feel even better?" he asked with a smile.
"What? Do you want something to eat, drink, you want to see the boys-"
"I want you to kiss me." He said kindly to me.

I gave a sweet smile bringing my face up to his then let my lips brush against his moving into a loving kiss. He held my back with his one arm as our lips moved perfectly in sync. I pulled away and looked at him with a smile on both our faces before he said those three words that I had been wanting to hear and to say for the longest time. I had only said it in a state where he had lost consciousness.

"I love you."
"I- I love you too, Harry." I replied smiling even more before wiping my last tear away. I sat up and went to the door looking for a nurse. I asked her to bring his mother back before going back to sit in the chair beside Harry's bed. He looked at me confused.

"Why are you in that chair and not in this bed with me?" He asked with a smirk.
"because there's someone here who I dont want to give the wrong impression to." I replied before the door opened again. I smiled at her and she held back tears walking to Harry. I stood up offering her the chair but before I knew it she was hugging me.

"Thank you." She said and I looked at her confused. There's no way she's hugging me because I offered her the chair to sit down.
"For what?" I asked in return.
"For making my boy happy."