The Boy That Saved My Life (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Ch.2

(HARRY'S POV)

Two days quickly passed by and it was finally my birthday.

Unfortunately, I wasn't very excited for everything on my agenda.

I grunted as I got out of my king-sized bed. I wasn't looking forward to going to the hospital at all.

It's not that I am a cold-hearted bastard who has no feelings, it's just that I get a little creeped out when I am near sick people. Maybe it's just me, but being around death really isn't my cup of tea. The sanitized scent of hospitals burns my nose, the sounds of people screaming in another room makes me shiver, and the flickering fluorescent lights make me feel like I am in a horror movie . I just hate it.

I took a quick shower and got dressed. I planned on stopping by bright and early, just to get it over with. 

Once I was fully clothed, I hopped in my car and began my drive to the London Hospital.

A few minutes later, I got a  parking spot and made my way to the doors.

When the whirlwind of disinfectant and disease filled my nostrils, I knew I was in the right place.

I walked to the front desk, where a bored-looking lady was typing on the computer. When she realized someone was in her presence, she looked up at me.

"May I help you, sir?", she said blandly.

"Yeah, I'm looking for-", I paused to look down at the name I scribbled on a piece of paper. "-Emma Murphy."

The woman checked her computer. "Room 205. Go down the hall and make a left."

I quickly thanked her and was on my way. When I reached her room, I saw two people standing outside of her door. They looked up at me and their worried faces brightened into happy smiles.

"Mr.Styles, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to us, to Emma.", the woman said to me.

I shrugged. "I can't stay too long, I have other appointments."

"I am sure you do. Just a few seconds would make Emma happy."

The woman gestured for the door, notifying me that it was time to make my appearance.

(EMMA'S POV)

"….Happy birthday dear Emma, happy birthday to you!", My parents, Sarah, and a few other nurses sang to me.

I smiled as I looked down at the cake they presented me.