Visiting Hours

Harry sat in the nurses’ locker room once again. This was his perfect place. None of the other nurses ever used it so he would just go in there to relax and think without little kids asking him for piggy back rides. Today is going to be a good day, he thought. At this moment he didn’t really care if anyone walked in, he was just too happy. He had someone who would do anything for him again, and a kid that felt like the son he always wanted. He washed his body as happiness and contentment flooded his mind. He thought his life was finally turning around. He ran his fingers through his soapy curls as he sung quietly to himself. He rinsed his body of all his worries and got ready for what he “thought” was going to be a great day. He looked at his body in the mirror and realized that he had gained weight, which was great. He had muscle definition and his scars were starting to fade. A smile tugged at his lips. His life was finally turning around. Maybe this community service wasn’t a bad thing after all.

Harry walked into the children’s ward where all the kids came running up to him pulling him inside. All the kids here loved him. He was like they’re very own superman. Harry gave everyone their very own monster hug before he ran over to Zayn and swung him around in circles. Zayn giggled in his ear.

“Harry! Missed you!”

“I know buddy, I missed you too,” Harry said putting Zayn down.

“How has your day been Z?” Harry asked.

“Great!” he said with childish enthusiasm. “I drawed lots of pictures for you and Tom-Tom and nice doctor lady give me candy that make my tummy feel better. Come, come over there I show my pictures!” Zayn said excitedly pulling Harry over to his bed area. He pulled out two drawings from his bed side table. He handed Harry two pictures that he had been working on all day.

“Z! I love them!” Harry said. The first picture was of Tom in his fancy suit.

“Oh my…Zayn this is amazing!” Harry pulled Zayn into a big hug. The second drawing was of Zayn and Harry holding hands and under Harry it said, “Daddy Harry” with a backwards y. Harry couldn’t help the single tear from slipping from his eye. His heart swelled up a little and a giant smile grew on his face.

“Love Harry”

“Love you to baby” It was lunch time now and Zayn was happily eating a chicken sandwich with a side of rice and Harry had some pesto pasta made just for him by Heather, one of the nurses. She was really nice and Harry really liked talking to her when the kids took their daily naps.

Harry watched Zayn eat his food with a smile. He still couldn’t believe that Zayn thought of him as a father. It made his heart flutter and his mind race with all the possibilities. Could Zayn be a part of his family? Like for real?

Zayn and Harry sat on Zayn’s bed trying to solve a puzzle with the picture of Elmo on it. Zayn’s loud giggles filled the entire children’s ward as Harry purposely kept messing up the puzzle, giving Elmo a nose where his ear should be.

“Ahaha stop…” Zayn yelled through the laughter as Harry moved another piece where it shouldn’t be. Zayn continued laughing his head off. Zayn couldn’t stop giggling.

All of a sudden things went from good to bad real quickly. Zayn’s laughter suddenly changed to coughing. Harry tried to give him some water but Zayn pushed it away. His body started shaking and puzzle pieces started falling off the bed. Harry’s eyes went wide; he didn’t know what to do. Zayn lost control of his body as he limbs started violently shaking. Nurses came running to his bedside, pushing Harry out of the way. Tears started rushing down his face as doctors held down his limbs so he wouldn’t kick them. He watched as a doctor shot sedatives up his little arm. His body slowly came to a stop and his heart rate dropped back down to normal but Harry was still scared out of his mind.

“Harry,” Heather spoke,” Your hours are up for the day, I think you should go home.” Harry started shaking his head.

“no,no,noI can’t he needs me,” he said through his tears. She looked into his eyes.

“Harry…” he looked down at his feet and wiped his eyes.

“ok,” he said.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone to call Tom. It ringed a few times before he heard Tom’s voice through the tiny speaker.

“Harry?” Tom asked. “Hello Harry? Is everything ok?”

“No it’s not,” he said through his tears.

“Harry stay at the hospital I’m coming right now!”

After about 20 minutes, Tom found Harry sitting on the curb in front of the hospital crying into his knees. Tom quickly ran over to him.
“Harry, what happened?”

“Zayn… he…he just started shaking and I couldn’t do anything to help him. “ Tom wrapped his arm around Harry’s trembling body and held him until he stopped crying.

“Harry this is not your fault, this stuff happens. Zayn will be ok. Let’s go home and get you some sleep, ok? Ok.”

Tom watched Harry restlessly sleep. He felt so bad that he had to see all of that by himself. He wanted to do something to help him but he didn’t know what he could do besides kiss him on the forehead and let him sleep. He didn’t want Harry feeling this way when everything had been going great not 4 hours ago.

Harry couldn’t stop dreaming about his day; a never ending nightmare of Zayn shaking uncontrollably. He didn’t know this, but he was crying in his sleep. Tom stayed in the room with Harry, rubbing slow circles on his back, until his breathing became steady again.

Notes

I really hope you liked this chapter, it took me forever to write.I'm so sorry for making this so sad but that's what I do, I write tragedies.



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