The Journey Of Love *Harry Styles Love*

Axle Winters has never been willing to love someone.
Never willing to trust someone with her heart.
But when she runs into a boy with sharp green eyes and curly brown hair, she forgets it all, and falls into the dream of Love.

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15. Define Love

 

*Harry’s P.O.V*

I have my hands folded in my lap. The room is silent except for the repetitive beeping of the heart monitor. I glance to my left, Haydn’s face passive even though there is grief in his eyes. I glance to my right, Nick’s face full of confusion and shock. I glance in front of me, and see Will starting to wake.

His eyes flutter open, confusion quite clear in those green orbs. His hand shakes as he forces it into the bed, forcing his other hand to do so as well.

Will’s body trembles as he brings himself up, leaning back against the pillow for support. He meets my gaze, opening his mouth in question.

I raise a hand, anger flooding through body yet again.

“Don’t,” I warn him.

He tries to speak but falls into a coughing fit, the rapid beeping of the monitor knocking the others out of their trances. Will’s mum jumps from her chair, flying over to hear weak child.

The door swings open and the doctor enters, her eyes scanning the room for a particular. I compel my tired body to get out of the comfy chair, and comfy position I am in, and walk over to her.

My hands are stuffed into my pockets as I reach her, exiting the room after the doctor.

I prepare myself for the worse news.

“The girl is fine,” She says. My heart releases all the worry it’s been holding in. “But, I advise your family keeps an eyes on her for the next two weeks, while you’re away.”

My eyebrows furrow together.

 “How did you know I was going to be away?” I ask her.

She blushes, a little embarrassed. “I saw you on my telly, nice voice.”

I scratch the back of my neck, “Thanks.”

And then I proceed to follow her to the girl’s room.

*Axle’s P.O.V.*

Pain.

That is the first thing I come to realize that I am feeling, when I open my eyes.

Pain.

Then my door opens.

I sit up slowly, biting my lip, and then abruptly let go when I see Styles standing in my doorway. The doctor comes over to check on me, but once done, hastily leaves the room. I pull the blanket closer to my chin, resting back down into the sheets.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

Ok…not what I was expecting.

“Perfect.” I reply.

“You should go see him.”

“Who?”

“Will.”

“I’m good.”

“He loves you.”

I glare at Styles, “How can he? We just freaken met? Why can’t anyone understand that?!”

Harry just looks at me, confusion fluttering around in those eyes of his. Finally, he sighs, and sits down on my bed. I watch him closely with my eyes, making sure I catch every movement.

“Fine,” I hear myself say. “I will go see him, just help me please, Harry.”

Harry nods and I slowly pull the sheets back, noticing I am in a hospital gown, but ignore it and swing my legs over the bed. Harry stands up and gets close to me, allowing me to throw my arm around his neck for support, standing up unsteadily.

My legs feel weak, and I probably would’ve fallen over, if I wasn’t clinging onto Styles. He opens the door and outside, there is a wheelchair, which I sit down in.

Harry starts in the direction of Will’s room, and we start to talk.

“When do you leave for boot camp?” I ask, looking around my surroundings as they pass by.

“I still have a week, since the auditions are wrapping up next weekend, and then I leave on Monday.” He replies, his voice deep and steady.

“How long will you be gone for?”

“I don’t know, probably a few weeks.”

I look up at him, “I’ll miss you.”

He gives me a friendly smile, “Ditto.” And then he stops pushing the wheelchair forward.

I look to my left, at the room we’ve come to stop for, knowing exactly who was in there. I stand up, my legs wobbly, forcing me to grip Harry’s shirt tightly as he catches me. He opens the door and helps me in, guiding me over to a chair next to Will’s bed.

Once I’m seated, he leaves, closing the door quietly behind him.

Then, I proceed to poke Will sharply.

He wakes up.

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