Harry's POV:
That little fucker.
I can't believe Chrysta.
She's changed so much - too much - over the years.
And Riley is changing too.
She's not the carefree, fun-loving girl I proposed to.
She's a worried, stressed mess.
I don't know what to do to get the old Riley back.
I don't even know if Riley wants me back.
After our fight, she had the nurses bring me to another room. Away from her.
And I can't believe that she had the nurses call her 'Ms. Wynter'.
Ugh. My life is so fucked-up right now.
Chrysta's annoying.
Riley's paralyzed.
I'm in the hospital.
Just the way I want to spend my Christmas.
"Mr. Styles? We're going to have to run some tests on you," the nurse told me and I sighed.
"What tests?"
"Well, we think we discovered that you're a tad bit allergic to Acetaminophen, or in other words, Tylenol. Do you usually take Advil?"
I nodded my head.
"We just need some blood samples to make sure everything else is fine and you're recovered. Then you're free to go."
I thanked the nurse and was about to fall asleep when someone came in.
"Boobear!"
I rolled my eyes. "Hi, Louis."
Louis and Liam came over to me and crushed me in a hug.
"So, how're ya feeling?" Liam asked.
"Crappy," I grumbled.
Louis jumped on me. "Well, we brought carrots!" He screamed.
"Lou," I said. "Get off me. Now."
He frowned and stuck his tongue out at me. "Party pooper," he muttered.
"Did you really bring carrots?" I asked Liam.
"No."
I chuckled and looked up at the boys.
"So, how are you guys holding up?"
"We got a trampoline!" Louis yelled.
Great.
Just what he needs.
"Well, I'm officially single. And so is Zayn." Liam said.
"That sucks."
"Yup."
The room was silent, an awkward silent.
"Can we get a pool?"
I looked at Louis.
"Liam, can you get him out of here?"
Liam smiled and nodded. "Sure, Har. Feel better."
I waved and I laid in my bed, thinking to myself.
How can I make it up to Riley?
She doesn't like when I spend money on her, so that's out of the question.
She already said flowers won't work.
We already went to Disney World...
What else has she wanted to do?
I pulled out my phone, going straight to my photos.
While we were on X-Factor together, we had made bucket lists.
I had taken a picture of her's, for god know's why.
Riley Wynter's Bucket List
1. Sky-dive out of a plane.
2. Go to Disney World.
3. Be serenaded by a cute guy.
4. Go on a candle-lit dinner.
5. Get married.
6. Release a paper lantern into the sky.
7. Direct a music video.
8. Try spaghetti tacos.
9. Zipline over the ocean.
10. Dye my hair.
11. Have my cartilage pierced.
12. Get a tattoo.
13. Ride a double-decker bus.
14. Bake Nutella cupcakes.
15. Build a family.
I smiled at the last one.
I wondered if Riley remembered this.
I sent the picture to Riley, content.
I drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
