After I am cleaned up, Liam changes me into a pair of sweats and rushes me to the car. The others follow. I am held in Louis' lap. The drive to the emergency room was horrible. I almost got sick all over the seat in front of me. When we arrive, Louis carries me in and to the front desk.
"How may I help you sir?" the lady at the front desk asks.
"Yes, um, my daughter has a fever of 104° and is vomiting a lot." Louis states.
"Okay. One second." She says.
They take me to a room and lay me on the bed. They take my vitals and have me change into a gown. I ask for Liam to be the only one in the room as I change. Everyone reluctantly leaves and closes the door.
"I won't look, I promise." He says.
"No. There's.. Things you need to see." I say, taking my shirt off and turning around. Liam gasps. I feel his fingers lightly graze my back as he sees the marks left by my father. I debate on whether I should keep my bra on or not, and I decide to take it off in effort to be more comfortable. I put the gown on and take my pants off. I lay back down in the bed as everyone, including the doctor, come back in.
"I'm so sorry.." Liam says. I don't say anything.
"Okay sweetheart." my doctor says. "It seems like you have either pneumonia or hypothermia, so we may need to hook you up to a heart monitor, iv, and that stuff so I would advise that you get comfortable. You might be here a while." He says, pulling my gown down a little so that bits of my chest are showing.
He puts the stickers where they need to be and hook them up to the monitor. I watch as my heart beat appears on the screen.
He lightly taps my hand, trying to make a vein appear. Once he has one, he grabs the iv needle. "This may feel like a slight pinch." He says.
He carefully pokes my hand with the needle and digs around a bit to find the vein. He hooks it up to the fluids. I begin to feel drowsy.
"Okay. Right now we just need to wait and see how you feel." he says. I nod as he goes out.
"We're going to get something to eat. You need anything?" Liam asks. I shake my head. "Alright. Harry is going to stay with you. Play nicely." Liam says, closing the door behind him, leaving me alone with Harry.
I lay back and try not to make eye contact with Harry. The last thing I want is to talk to him.
"I still care about you." he says out of nowhere.
I don't say anything. I don't want to talk to him. I don't know what he could do to me. He asks too many personal questions.
I look up and see that he's sitting at he end of my bed. I jump back and my heartbeat quickens.
"I'm serious Aylin. Why can't you believe that?" he says.
"Because I know what you want to do to me. I don't want you near me Harry!" I say.
He then does something that I thought I would never experience.
He kisses me.
His lips lightly touch mine, catching me off guard. I jerk back and he pulls me closer to him. He rubs circles in my hands. I calm down and kiss back. He pulls away and looks me in the eyes.
"Maybe now you'll believe me." he gets up and goes out as the rest of the boys come back in.
To be completely honest, I was shocked. Never would I have ever thought that HE out of all people would kiss me. And he's what, 6 years older than me? It's so wrong!
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