Visiting Hours
Day 5, Hour 21
Day 5, hour 21
Today Harry had something very special for Zayn. He got out of bed this morning with a little more pep in his step. He smiled and hummed to himself as he looked through his closet. Most of the clothes were Tom's but that didn't bother Harry, he was just grateful for everything that he had. When Harry was all dressed and cleaned up from his restless sleep he bent down and grabbed Zayn’s surprise. He placed it in the case and slung it over his shoulder. He was sure this would make Z happy, at least for the few hours that Harry got to spend with him.
Harry skipped down the stairs with pure joy and excitement; Zayn got to show Harry his favorites things and now it was Harry's turn. Tom looked at him with a questioning look.
"Why so happy there Harry?" He asked smirking at the lanky boy in front of him.
"Oh it's nothing," he tried to sound convincing but just couldn't get rid of the enormous smile that was trapped on his face. Harry tried to walk to the kitchen without any more questioning but it didn't work.
"Whatcha got there?" Tom asked teasingly.
"Oh nothing," Harry said once again.
"Right," Tom spoke dragging out the I. He just chuckled to himself and let Harry do whatever he had planned but he was pretty sure he already knew because he could hear Harry practicing for it last night.
Harry ate some cereal and anxiously washed in Tim's car for him to come out and take him to the hospital. Huts foot tapped incessantly as he waited longer and longer. He was about to jump out of the car and drag tin outside but he saw his friend waking outside and locking the door behind him.
For Harry, the drive was incredibly long. He thought that for some reason Tom had chosen to take the long way, he hadn't, Harry was just too excited. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot Harry bounced up and down like a little kid on a Sugar high. He ran it if the car as soon as the car stopped; not even waiting for Tom to park. Harry ran inside and you the stairs, because he was too impatient to wait for an elevator, to the 3rd floor where the children's ward was. The light shone bright from the other side of the wooden door. Harry grabbed the handle and t twisted it within his fingers. He opened it to see Zayn’s smiling face waiting for him by the door. Over the course of the week Zayn has memorized when Harry comes to play with him. He waits and waits for him to offer his head from behind the big door.
"Harry!!" Zayn tells, running up to the tall boy and hugging his legs. Harry picked him up and rested him on his hip hop they child be at the same level.
"Hey little man, how are you?" Harry asked pinching Zayn’s cheek causing a loud Google to fall from his lips.
"Good, but miss you. Why leave do much?" Zayn asked. Harry frowned not knowing exactly what to say.
"Um,I...Um,I..I live with my best friend and he would be really mad if I came home late." Said Harry, he couldn't really say much else. He didn't think that 'i have to go home because I'm a criminal and I can't be past 6:00 or they'll send me to jail' would be very appropriate to say to a 5 year old. Zayn just said ok and moved on.
"What that?" Zayn said pointing to the large case strapped to Harry's shoulder. Harry had completely forgotten why he was so excited to get here today. He walked over and sat Zayn down on his bed as he pulled out the shiny wooden guitar out of the case. Zayn’s eyes practically pooped out if his head. He became echoed by just looking at the beautiful instrument with scuffles all over it, autographs.
"Wanna hear song Z?" Harry asked, Zayn just nodded his head with enthusiasm.
"Ok" Hart said as he played a chord in the guitar.
"Mary had a little lamb little lamb little lamb, May had a lit..." Zayn looked at Harry with a questioning look.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Song no good, sing good song," Harry laughed at Zayn’s pickiness.
"Ok how about this... abc, it's way as 123, out simple as do re mi, abc 123 baby you an-"
"No, good doing! Sing bout Harry." Zayn demanded.
"Ok," Harry thought for a while until the perfect song came to him. He sighed and played the first chord.
"Yes I do, I believe
That one day I will be, where I was
Right there, right next to you
And it's hard, the days just seem so dark
The moon, the stars, are nothing without you," he picked lay me down by Sam Smith because it was about his past. About how he wanted to go back to the way things were. Mainly it's about his fiance, his soul mate, his one true love. He lost her and could never find another girl like her.
"Your touch, your skin, where do I begin?
No words can explain, the way I’m missing you
The night, this emptiness, this hole that I’m inside
These tears, they tell their own story" tears started to prick his eyes. Zayn just say there in awe.
"You told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling’s overwhelming, they're much too strong" he was now full on crying. Zayn got up and placed his little head on Harry's back while he sang. He could feel the vibrations from Harry's voice go through his whole body.
"Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
and make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you,
and I don’t want to be here if I can’t be with you tonight
I’m reaching out to you
Can you hear my call?
This hurt that I’ve been through
I’m missing you, missing you like crazy" Harry thought back to the day’s right after the death of all his loved ones. He felt so alone; he missed his family so much which caused his downward spiral.
"You told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling’s overwhelming, they're much too strong
Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
And make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you
And I don’t wanna be here if I can’t be with you tonight
Lay me down tonight, lay me by your side
Lay me down tonight, lay me by your side
Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
And make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you
And I don’t wanna be here if I can’t be with you tonight".
That line spoke to Harry the most. After everything happened, he really didn't want to live without everyone else there with him.
Harry say with his guitar in hand, the only thing he has left from his past, as he cried. Zayn just burned him until he stopped. Harry's breaking asked as he regained composure.
"Thank you little man," he spoke to Zayn while hugging the life out of him.
"Thank you so much!"
"For what?" The little boy asked.
"For being you," Harry said quietly with a smile. Zayn just nodded and went back to hugging Harry.
The rest of the day went as planned: the boys talked, played games, ate lunch, and Harry played his guitar for some of the other kids and helped the nurses with some work. Ask in ask it was a good day...
Today Harry had something very special for Zayn. He got out of bed this morning with a little more pep in his step. He smiled and hummed to himself as he looked through his closet. Most of the clothes were Tom's but that didn't bother Harry, he was just grateful for everything that he had. When Harry was all dressed and cleaned up from his restless sleep he bent down and grabbed Zayn’s surprise. He placed it in the case and slung it over his shoulder. He was sure this would make Z happy, at least for the few hours that Harry got to spend with him.
Harry skipped down the stairs with pure joy and excitement; Zayn got to show Harry his favorites things and now it was Harry's turn. Tom looked at him with a questioning look.
"Why so happy there Harry?" He asked smirking at the lanky boy in front of him.
"Oh it's nothing," he tried to sound convincing but just couldn't get rid of the enormous smile that was trapped on his face. Harry tried to walk to the kitchen without any more questioning but it didn't work.
"Whatcha got there?" Tom asked teasingly.
"Oh nothing," Harry said once again.
"Right," Tom spoke dragging out the I. He just chuckled to himself and let Harry do whatever he had planned but he was pretty sure he already knew because he could hear Harry practicing for it last night.
Harry ate some cereal and anxiously washed in Tim's car for him to come out and take him to the hospital. Huts foot tapped incessantly as he waited longer and longer. He was about to jump out of the car and drag tin outside but he saw his friend waking outside and locking the door behind him.
For Harry, the drive was incredibly long. He thought that for some reason Tom had chosen to take the long way, he hadn't, Harry was just too excited. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot Harry bounced up and down like a little kid on a Sugar high. He ran it if the car as soon as the car stopped; not even waiting for Tom to park. Harry ran inside and you the stairs, because he was too impatient to wait for an elevator, to the 3rd floor where the children's ward was. The light shone bright from the other side of the wooden door. Harry grabbed the handle and t twisted it within his fingers. He opened it to see Zayn’s smiling face waiting for him by the door. Over the course of the week Zayn has memorized when Harry comes to play with him. He waits and waits for him to offer his head from behind the big door.
"Harry!!" Zayn tells, running up to the tall boy and hugging his legs. Harry picked him up and rested him on his hip hop they child be at the same level.
"Hey little man, how are you?" Harry asked pinching Zayn’s cheek causing a loud Google to fall from his lips.
"Good, but miss you. Why leave do much?" Zayn asked. Harry frowned not knowing exactly what to say.
"Um,I...Um,I..I live with my best friend and he would be really mad if I came home late." Said Harry, he couldn't really say much else. He didn't think that 'i have to go home because I'm a criminal and I can't be past 6:00 or they'll send me to jail' would be very appropriate to say to a 5 year old. Zayn just said ok and moved on.
"What that?" Zayn said pointing to the large case strapped to Harry's shoulder. Harry had completely forgotten why he was so excited to get here today. He walked over and sat Zayn down on his bed as he pulled out the shiny wooden guitar out of the case. Zayn’s eyes practically pooped out if his head. He became echoed by just looking at the beautiful instrument with scuffles all over it, autographs.
"Wanna hear song Z?" Harry asked, Zayn just nodded his head with enthusiasm.
"Ok" Hart said as he played a chord in the guitar.
"Mary had a little lamb little lamb little lamb, May had a lit..." Zayn looked at Harry with a questioning look.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Song no good, sing good song," Harry laughed at Zayn’s pickiness.
"Ok how about this... abc, it's way as 123, out simple as do re mi, abc 123 baby you an-"
"No, good doing! Sing bout Harry." Zayn demanded.
"Ok," Harry thought for a while until the perfect song came to him. He sighed and played the first chord.
"Yes I do, I believe
That one day I will be, where I was
Right there, right next to you
And it's hard, the days just seem so dark
The moon, the stars, are nothing without you," he picked lay me down by Sam Smith because it was about his past. About how he wanted to go back to the way things were. Mainly it's about his fiance, his soul mate, his one true love. He lost her and could never find another girl like her.
"Your touch, your skin, where do I begin?
No words can explain, the way I’m missing you
The night, this emptiness, this hole that I’m inside
These tears, they tell their own story" tears started to prick his eyes. Zayn just say there in awe.
"You told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling’s overwhelming, they're much too strong" he was now full on crying. Zayn got up and placed his little head on Harry's back while he sang. He could feel the vibrations from Harry's voice go through his whole body.
"Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
and make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you,
and I don’t want to be here if I can’t be with you tonight
I’m reaching out to you
Can you hear my call?
This hurt that I’ve been through
I’m missing you, missing you like crazy" Harry thought back to the day’s right after the death of all his loved ones. He felt so alone; he missed his family so much which caused his downward spiral.
"You told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling’s overwhelming, they're much too strong
Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
And make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you
And I don’t wanna be here if I can’t be with you tonight
Lay me down tonight, lay me by your side
Lay me down tonight, lay me by your side
Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
And make sure you’re alright
I’ll take care of you
And I don’t wanna be here if I can’t be with you tonight".
That line spoke to Harry the most. After everything happened, he really didn't want to live without everyone else there with him.
Harry say with his guitar in hand, the only thing he has left from his past, as he cried. Zayn just burned him until he stopped. Harry's breaking asked as he regained composure.
"Thank you little man," he spoke to Zayn while hugging the life out of him.
"Thank you so much!"
"For what?" The little boy asked.
"For being you," Harry said quietly with a smile. Zayn just nodded and went back to hugging Harry.
The rest of the day went as planned: the boys talked, played games, ate lunch, and Harry played his guitar for some of the other kids and helped the nurses with some work. Ask in ask it was a good day...
Notes
::OBSESSION OF THE WEEK::
My obsession of the week is studying. I really want to do good on finals and keep my straight A's up.
What is your weekly obsession????
Bye for now
~~Lauryn~~
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