Dude, that should be me! (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

=Gen's POV=

I woke up and spread my arm to feel for Harry's body. I didn't feel anything.

I scratched my eyes and looked at my phone to see Harry sent me a text message.

Fr : Hazz! :)

Goodmorning babe, just went grocery shopping, see ya later! :)

I smiled and set my phone back on the nightstand.

I stretched then yawned.

I stood up from the bed and made my way to the door down the stairs.

On the third to the last stair, I stumbled and fell face first.

I groaned and saw I was lying on the floor.

Everytime I would try to stand up I would fall again.

So now I have a bruised and spranied ankle and a huge cut across my leg.

And I am hoplessley trying to get up.

IT HURTS!

I'm just staring at the door waiting for Harry to go through it and help me up.

Finally after minutes of laying on the floor Harry went in.

"Harry. Help meee!!" I whine.

"Gen?! What the hell happened?!" he asks as he place the shoping bags on the floor. "I'm guessing you tripped on the stairs?" he said.

"No shit Sherlock." I frown.

He walked to me and helped me up, and i winced in pain. This is even worse from when I was on the floor.

I managed to get up but then I stumbled on Harry's chest.

'' Harry! It hurts!" I shout .

You'lll probably going to call me a baby after I say this but, I wanted to cry.

"Here, I'll carry you until you think you can walk okay?" he suggested.

"Not in the bathroom! and when I dress up! I'll sit down while doing those stuff!" I said while giving him the stink-eye.

He rolled his eyes, then helped me up on his back.

He set me down on the sofa and told me "Stay here. I'll go get dressed." I nodded.

He went upstairs and went down momentarily in an JackWills shirt and some sweatpants.

"He brought out and ice pack from the freezer and put it over my ankle. Then he got some alcohol. Oh no. no.no.no.

"HARRY! DON'T YOU DARE PUT THAT OVER THE CUT!" I screech.

"I have to babe, it'll make you feel better." he said reassuringly.

'NO!" I shout.

"Ugh. Fine." he said as he puts away the alcohol.

"Bring me upstairs my dear servant!" I said in a manly voice.

He chuckled and picked me up bridal style.

He brought me up to our room and laid me on the bed carefully.

'Go get me breakfast!" I shout teasingly.

'Anything for you!" he joked.

=Harry's POV=

I went down the stairs and grabbed a pop tart from the shopping bag and put it in the microwave. I waited a few minutes then I heared a DING I got it out and put it on the plate.

I went upstairs to the room and see Gen crying.

I immedietly set the plate on the nightstand and looked at Gen.

"What's wrong Gen?" I ask.

"It hurts Harry!!!!!" she shouted referring to the wound which now kept on bleeding.

Shit.

I run to the bathroom and grabbed some tissue and cotton balls and alcohol.

I put some alcohol on the cotton ball when Gen wasn't looking.

I hate to do his to you Gen, but what has to be done has to be done.

I put the cotton ball on the wound and Gen's ear peircing scream filled my ears.

"Shiiiiiiiiiiit! HARRY!!!!!!!!!" She screamed.

"Sorry!" I say as I quickly take the cotton ball off.

She fave me a death glare and her eyes bagen to glisten with tears.

"HARRY! IT FUCKING HURTS!"she shouts.

I shrugged my shoulders and threw the remaining stuff in the bin.

'' I wanna go ouuut!" she shouted.

"Where?" I ask.

"Ummm...to the park! Yeah, I'm sure there'll be less fans there." she said.

Well, Gen. That's where the fans were last Monday.

I huffed "Okay."

I went out so Gen could dress up.

=Gen's POV=

I sat down on the edge of the bed and painfully sat on the floor.

I got out a pair of denim shorts and a simple v-neck shirt.

I dressed up on the floor. It was really hard work but I did it. :)

I scooted to the door and opened the door.

I got my FlipFlops and wore them on my feet.

"Harry! I'm readyyy!!!" I shout from the stairs.

He came up wearing the same thing I am but he's wearing pants.

He put me on his back and we went downstairs.

"Heyy!! We're matching!" I giggled.

"Yes we are babe." he chuckled.

We made our way to the front door and Harry carried me all the way to the park.

Wow, he's strong. I weigh like a ton.

He set me down on the bench and he sat down with me.

We talked for awile then he carried me again and we went to the deli near the park to grab some lunch.

We ate and talked some more about his band and their girlfriends.

Until the sun began to set.

I hopped on Harry's back again and we went back to his flat.

We ate some dinner and then slept.

I woke up in the middle of the night and got my diary from the drawer. I used my phone for light making sure not to wake Harry.

~___~___~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Dear Diaryyyy!!

I SPRAINED MY ANKLE AND I HAVE A HUGE WOUND.

HARRY BEING THE MOST AWESOME BOYFRIEND PROMISED TO CARRY ME AROUND UNTIL IT GETS WELL.

HE'S SOOO SWEET!!!!

:)))))

WE WENT TO THE PARK AND LUCKILY, THERE WERE NO FANS. :)

OKAY! GOODNIGHHTT!

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

I closed it and put it back.

Then I fell back asleep.

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A/N :

Um can I get a boyfriend like Harry Styles? Thanks.

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