Give Me Love - A Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 21 UNEDITED

*Leigh's POV*

I groaned, my body sinking suddenly against the soft matress.

Wait matress?

*Flash Back*

"Leigh? Leigh?" his whisper caressed my ears, my eyes fluttering open in the next second.

"Hey you." He whisperes softly, his lips leaving a soft peck against mine in the next instant, my heart warming at the sudden contact.

"Hey yourself." I croaked out, leaning back, my eyes on the ceiling.

He stayed silent now, his eyes casted down wards as he watched me, his body language already giving his feelings away.

"Hazza... how'd you get here?"

A small smile formed on his lips, his eyes looking tired as he spoke now, his usual bass voice barely meeting my ears.

"I left the tour."

My eyes widened in response, he what?

"Hazza.." I started, my voice sinking, he just put his career in jeapordy, for me? How did he even know I was hurt?

"Sssh, how could I stay on tour when everything in my body was directing otherwise?" He murmured, his hands on my face now.

My eyes began to flutter, the pain meds pushing me under again.

"Hazza" I said suddenly, my voice filled with urgency

"Hmm?"

"Can you take me home? I hate hospitals." I mummbled, my eyes growing heavier and heavier.

His faint chuckle tickled my ears as he kissed my foredead, his soflt lips bringing tingles throughout my body. My mind closing down into the bliss of darkness now, my hearts flutter finally beating in time with his, yet again.

*End flashback*

I rolled over now, my eyes blinded from the bright light shinning through the blinds, my eyes coming in contact with a crisp sheet of paper, a small smile forming on my lips as my eyes came in contact with his familiar scrawl.

Follow the ribbons to your next clue, for it may change your life forever.

With all my love,

Harry

I looked down at my hands suddenly, finding a small pale yellow ribbon tied around my wrist. My heart fluttered at the site, the memory of my mother filling my mind.

I glanced up, finding another ribbon on my closet.

Slowly, I climbed out of bed, my feet padding slowly across the cold floor, my heart beating loudly in my chest, as I scrolled through my clothes, hoping to find something clean that would cover my bruises as much as possible. I sighed, the realizattion that I had'nt did laundry in days finally hitting me. I through on Pair of jeans and a white V neck, slipping on my toms as I went. Followin the yellow ribbon strewn around the upstairs.

What was he up to? I wondered to myself as I padded down the stairs, the yellow ribbons leading me to the back door, my eyes growing wide as they came in contact with Lou, Isabella sitting tall on his shoulders as he stood.

He smiled, his eyes bright as he handed me a small sheet of paper, similar to the one on my nightstand, Harry's familiar script embeded.

Give a little time to me, or burn this out, We'll play hide and seek to

turn this around, And all I want is the taste that your lips allow. - A lost little girl, helped green eyes meet grey. Find the spot, and you shall find your clue.