Harry Styles Fanfiction - Remember Me?

Chapter 80

November 2015
**YOUR POV**
When I got back to the hospital and entered Harry's room, I got greeted by a lightly, but adorably snoring Harry, his face nuzzled into his pillow and some of his hair falling into his face.

„He's out ever since you left." Anne looked up from her book, smiling when I silently closed the door and placed the bag I had with me on the floor before I sat down next to her by Harry's bedside.

„Oh really?" I chuckled, watching him for a bit and giving him a soft kiss on his cheek before Anne started to speak again.

„I'm glad he's okay...sort of. I've never been more scared than I was throughout the last two weeks, well maybe I was when you were sick at the hospital, it's the absolute worst." She sighed and I listened carefully. „It's hard to see him so vulnerable, so weak and in so much pain. I felt the same when you were getting treatment. It was so hard to keep it together. As a mother, it's so hard to see her kids like this."

„Oh Anne, I'm so sorry." I pulled her into a hug. „He's a fighter, he showed it to us these past days, he'll get through this."

„He is..." She nodded. „The fact that he is always the one that has to deal with things like this drives me crazy."

I nodded, knowing what she meant.

„You'll know what it feels like soon enough when you have kids." She smiled at me with a small giggle.

„Well...I hope that'll still be possible, looking at my medical history." I sighed. „And also you know...if he even wants this with me someday. We're still young, anything could happen."

„Y/n darling, he loves you more than anything else in this world. I have never seen someone loving someone else so dearly and so much as he loves you. You're the one for him, always have been and always will be. You two are endgame, no doubts." She smiled at me, squeezing my hand.

„Good to know that Harry and I are feeling the same then." I whispered with a smile.

„And Y/n love, just in case you're right about the first thing you said, miracles do exist, there's always a way." She squeezed a little tighter. „I want you to know, I'm always here for you, sweetie."

„I know, thanks Anne. For everything. It means a lot."

We both looked over as Harry's stirring caught our attention. He opened his tired eyes when he woke up, rubbing them afterwards.

„Hi sleepyhead." Anne smiled at him.

„Hey, love, I'm back with your things." I got up to kiss his cheek, opening the curtains a little for some light. „Oh look, it's finally snowing outside." I watched the thick snowflakes falling down to the ground. Harry smiled a little, still not quite fully awake yet.
I got closer to him and gently ran my hand through his long and soft hair.

„How's the pain, lovie?" I asked him softly, brushing he back of my hand over his cheek.

He hesitated for a second. „Bad." Harry eventually let out.

„It's almost time for your medication, honey. They can't give you anything before that. I'm sorry." Anne told him, placing her book on his nightstand.

„Do you wanna shift and change position a bit? Maybe that'll help." I suggested.

„We can try." He said with a groan.

„Okay, I'm gonna help you sit up first so Anne can place some more pillows under your backside."

He nodded and placed his hands in mine.

„Wait, your wrist is still bruised from the sprain, I'll pull you up, holding your arm so I won't hurt you any more." I told him, my hand moving to his upper arm and he just nodded.

I then waited until he was ready and started slowly pulling him up into a sitting position, his grip around my hand tight and his face scrunched up in agony, his breathing quick.

„Aahhh! Fuck! Stop! Please stop, please!" He cried out at a movement that was too sudden for him, tears pooling in his eyes.

„I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby." I still held onto him, but didn't move.

He shook his head. „It's...fine...I just need a second."

„Can you sit on your own or do I need to support you?" I asked gently.

„I can do it." He assured me and I slowly let go of him.

„Do you wanna change into the hoodie I brought you while we're at it?" I asked him while Anne placed some more cushions under his back side.
He nodded and Anne and I slowly and gently helped him put it on just like we did with his sweatpants afterwards before we helped lower himself against the cushions again.

„Does this feel better?" Anne asked him.

„A little, thank you." He gave us both a little but tired smile. „Thanks for the clothes, Y/n."

„Of course, love." I kissed his forehead, noticing the marks Harry's tight grip from earlier left on my wrist. He must have been in a ton of a pain.

„Oh no, I hurt you." His eyes were wide when he realized and took my wrist, looking at the few marks left on it.

„No you didn't, love, don't worry."

„I did. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." He apologized, making me feel so guilty somehow. He was the one in extreme pain and apologized to me. Even now he was the kindest and most caring human being.

„Haz, I'm fine. You didn't hurt me and even if you did, I wouldn't care because I know you wouldn't do it intentionally." I assured him, running my hand through his hair. „Besides, you're the one in pain here, please stop worrying about anyone else."

„But-."

„No buts, love, Y/n is right." Anne agreed.

„I'm sorry." He looked at me apologetically.

„Harry, it's fine." I told him again, smiling at how adorable he was.

A little while later, Harry finally got his next dose of medication, finally relieving his pain and he got more relaxed. He was even able to eat some more than usual what made Anne and I really happy.