He's her science teacher, but there's something about their student and carer relationship that seems abnormal. There's some sort of chemistry. That piercing feeling she gets whenever he looks at her, that twinkle of emotion. It's simple to say, it's illegal.
//Harry Styles Love Story.


10. Coming home.

Harry offered to tell my parents himself, he said it was his fault. He knew he'd make a negative, bad first impression, but that didn't seem to bother him as much. He sat by my side ever since his first visit here, and he helped me through so much. His love for me was undeniable at this stage. 


Leaning over my bed, he emptied the draws by the side, placing everything gently into my suitcase. Today I was leaving after 7 weeks of recovery from the accident. Before Harry straighten up, he planted a soft, sloppy kiss on my nose, then wiped it off with his thumb and pressed it onto my lips. He'd done this so many times, and I never really knew why, but it worked like a pill to cure my pain. He was a big piece of my rehabilitation, he motivated me to keep strong, stood by me in the lowest and darkest of moments. And every day I'd fall for him more and more. 


"How are you feeling, Birdy?" The doctor pulled off his pale blue gloves, placing them in my bed sheets as he sat beside me. Clearing my throat quietly, I pulled myself up, nodding for Harry to let go of my hand and let the man speak to me. 

"I'm a lot better than before, thank you Doctor," A smile lifted up my face, revealing miniature dimples which were pierced into my cheeks, they haven't made an entrance since the crash, so as Harry noticed this, his grin couldn't get any wider. 

"I'm very glad, that is heart warming. Please don't forget to sign out in the reception, and your wheelchair will be bought to you in 10 minutes, once I consult the nurse. If you're feeling off or drowsy, any headaches or chest pain, you must take immediate action and call the ambulance because it may affect your baby's and your life. Also, do not take non-prescribed medication, and only take these-" The doctor grabbed me by the wrist, and opened up my hand, placing a cylinder of tablets into my hand, then wrapping my fingers around it tightly, letting go quickly, "if you feel any pain in the leg that you've broken," He then rose from my bed, and took a few steps back, letting Harry sit back down. "Thank you for your patience, and I am extremely happy for you and proud of how strong you stood through this, I understand it's been quite a tough time. Also your boyfriend seems very caring, but he can't drop out of his lessons, he probably has so much homework due to do, so remember to take some time for yourself too," He clapped for me, while flashing his pearly white teeth, picking up the gloves and turning to leave the room. "Goodbye Birdy, and stay very well," 


"You passed as a 15 year old!" I laughed, teasing Harry, as he scooted me around on my wheelchair, driving into the lift carefully. 

"That's a good thing, right?" He bent to level with me, kissing me on the cheek as his head rested on my shoulder from behind. 

"You need to stop leaving your slobber on me," I pushed his face off, giggling silently. He only laughed in return. 

"Don't act like you don't love it," And with that we left the lift, driving to the exit and out into the parking lot. 

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