What
Makes you Beautiful
Chapter
31
Thalia's
P.O.V.
*Read Author's Note at
end!*
I was released from the hospital a day after I
had woken up, with only a few bruises, and no broken bones.
But damn was I sore.
"Ouch!" I yelped as I tried to sit up on the couch in
Harry's house.
"Careful, don't kill yourself." He laughed from the
kitchen.
After leaving the hospital, all I had wanted was to go home and
sleep some more. But Harry had went on about how someone should
take care of me, and insisted that I stay at his house for the
day.
Hayley helped support
my weight as we walked out the double doors.
I winced. It was still hard to walk.
"Bye guys," Hayley turned as much as she could while
still holding me, to see the boys.
They waved. We started to walk through the parking lot
but we didn't get far before Harry caught up.
"Come to my house," He said walking backwards in
front of me.
"What? Are you okay Hazz?" I reached up to feel his
forehead.
He swiped my hand away and laughed. "Yes, but you're
not, so someone needs to take care of you. Just stay at my
house."
I looked at Hayley, considering. "Well Hayley can take care
of me. Right Hayl?"
She shrugged, "Sorry Thal, but I've got work."
I turned back to Harry who was grinning smugly, knowing he had
gotten his way.
I scowled, and they laughed.
Hayley handed me over to Harry and walked away calling back over
her shoulder, "Don't have too much
fun."
So
here I was.
In Harry's very expensive house, the last place I
wanted to be after being mauled by girls.
And not to mention, the concert was tomorrow.
I shot him a look through the window that overlooked the living
room from the kitchen.
He smiled that cheeky grin and I quickly turned my head so he
wouldn't see me laugh.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, walking towards with a
bowl of something.
I took it from him and responded 'fine' as he sat down
next to me.
Looking down, I noticed that the bowl was full of a pasty red
liquid.
"Blech! What is this Harry?!"
"It's tomato soup!" He insisted, eyes wide.
"It doesn't look like it," I muttered. But I did
appreciate the attempt. "You try some first." I said,
grinning.
"How about no?"
"Oh well," I raised the spoon and started moving it
towards his mouth. "Open up curly."
He tried to move his head away from the incoming spoon, but I was
faster.
The spoon went into his mouth and he winced. I pulled it
away.
"Good?" I wiggled my eyebrows and he smiled weakly,
trying to make it seem like he was enjoying it.
"Yummy," He said through a mouth full of soup.
I got up to go put the bowl in the sink.
"For the future Harry, let me cook," I said washing the
bowl clean.
"So there's going to be a future?" He asked,
serious now.
I smiled and whispered to myself, "We'll see."
Heyyyy. So I'm not going to be finishing Brother
Dearest because I have a better idea. How would you guys like it
if I did an interactive story instead? Like some of my followers
can be the main characters. And yeah it would still be a one
direction fan fic. Just comment 'yes' if you would
actually like to do something like
that.
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dancegurliee · 1 decade ago
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yes :)