Sightless | One Direction [ON HOLD]

Chapter 13

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(Hint: I'm right)

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Chapter 13:

Brianna's P.O.V.

Harry and I stood outside Louis' room in the dim hospital halls. It was late; we just got back from our date.

"I had fun tonight." I said, although I was partially lying. I had a great time talking with Harry and just hanging out, but I was still unsure about my feelings for him. I needed time to figure things out. I only met him a few days ago and all of a sudden he was kissing me. Part of me wanted to be with Harry in that way and the other part of me just wanted to be friends.

I should really sort my feelings out, I thought.

I was conflicted, but hopefully I'll be able to figure it out soon.

"Brianna?" Harry called, bringing me back to reality.

"Hm?" I shook my head, "Sorry, what?"

"I had fun too," he repeated.

"I'm glad," I nodded, not sure what else to say.

"Are you going to stay here tonight? It's getting late." he suggested, clearly hoping I would accept his offer.

"I don't have my pajamas." I replied cautiously.

"That's alright. I'm sure I have a pair of sweat pants and a shirt you could borrow."

"Okay, I guess so. Thanks." I finally agreed.

I followed him into the room and over to the suitcase he had set aside.

I heard the zipper slide open and Harry rummaging through the clothing articles inside. He hummed softly while he searched and I stood awkwardly to the side waiting for him to finish.

"Here." Harry stood up and passed me two items. I took them gratefully and made my way to the bathroom.

Feeling for the openings, I slipped into a pair of soft cotton sweatpants and a loose T-shirt. They were both much too big for me and I had to roll up the pants a couple times so I didn't trip over the ends, but they would suffice. I especially wasn't complaining about how comfortable the clothes were.

I gathered my things and left the bathroom.

"Harry?" I asked.

"Right here." my hand was met by his as he led me towards the couch. I lay down and rested my head on a cushion.

"Where are you going to sleep?" I wondered aloud.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." he responded.