One Direction Imagines

Valentines Day. Harry (year 2)

Last year was out first valentines day together and as luck had it he was sick. This year I was bound to make it better.

"Harry, get up!" I yelled when it was noon.

"Why our plans are for later?" he turned back over and slept yet again.

I was going to let him sleep I just wanted to make for the lost time. But I was not going to make it easy. I turned on the music, TV, cooked lunch that I knew would cause him to get up and eat.

"Y/N! Happy now I am up." Harry called from the top of the stairs.

I laughed and went and stood near the bottom, "Of course. I just wanna spend Valentines day with my boyfriend."

"No-" and as luck would have it he falls down the stairs.

"Harry! Are you okay?" I rush to his side, "Is anything broken? Do you need to go to the hospital?" I helped him stand up at once.

"I don't know. Lets go to the hospital." he said limping.

At the hospital-

The woman at the front was rude and kept ingoring me when I mentioned Harry. Saying there were bigger fish to fry.

"Sorry we are in the hospital this late at night on valentines day." Harry said after we were stuck in there for 4 hours.

I laughed before sitting back down, "No it's fine. I just want that woman to just-"

''Styles please." they finally called. I helped him to his feet before bringing him to the room, "The doctor will be in soon."

And we waited and waited. And still no doctor. "Hazzabear, I am sorry that we are still here."

"Its fine. At least they let you back with me." he sighed and laid back, "You know we know its broken can't we wrap it and use old crutches that we may have."

'And just celebrate at home." I pulled him back up and left again.