This Isn't Love

Morgan encounters a mysterious, yet breathtaking boy. Although she wants to, she can't resist him.


18. Chapter 18

"I'll stay with you." I spoke. I wanted Harry to know that I would be there for him.

"Morgan, you have school."

"Do you not want me to go?" I questioned.

"Harry Styles." A nurse came through the door on the other side of the room.

"We'll talk about this later." He gave me a quick peck on the lips before he stood up, bringing me up with him as he tugged on my hand that was still tightly holding his.

We walked towards the nurse. She looked young, blonde hair blue eyes. She made me feel insecure.

"Hi." She smiled widely at Harry, not acknowledging me. Her white teeth glistened as she smiled. She stared at him for a few more seconds before she spoke again. "Right this way."

She walked down the hallway, patients rooms were on each side. I held Harry closer, I didn't want the perky nurse to get any ideas. He slightly chuckled, though I didn't know what for. I didn't think I was being to obvious.

"Babe, calm down. She's not my type." Harry looked down at me, his lovely dimples plastered on his face.

I smiled up at him as we continued to walk. His hand pulled away from mine as he dug in his pocket. He pulled out his phone.

"The doctor will be with you shortly." The nurse said as she pointed us in the direction of an empty room. Harry waved at her to thank her as he held the phone up to his ear.

I sat in a chair beside the hospital bed as Harry went to the other side of the room to talk. I tried to make out what he was saying, but it was no use, he was talking to low.

He hung up the phone and walked back over to me. He shook his curls and pulled them out of his eyes before sitting on the bed and pulling my chair closer.

"Harry." My voice radiated through the silent room. Harry nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck as he let his body weight rest on me.

"Hmm?" He kissed the spot just below my ear.

"I really do want to go with you to see your stepdad." My hands found his soft curls as I felt him sigh into my neck, his warm breath giving me goose bumps.

"Maybe if you're a good girl and not try to make the nurses to jealous I'll think about it." I could sense the amusement in his voice, which made me smile.

The door flung open, making me slightly jump. An older man in blue scrubs walked in with a huge smile on his face.

"How are we today?" He immediately walked over to the sink station and pulled a pair of white gloves over his hands.

"Good." Harry smiled at him, sitting up straight on the bed.

"Ready to get this cast off?" The doctor walked over with a pair of scissors and gently took Harry's arm.

"Oh yeah." Harry replied, squeezing my hand.


"Sit here, I'll be right back." Harry pointed at a seat once we reached the waiting room for the second time.

"Where are you going?" I held on to his hand when he tried to walk away.

"I'm just going to the bathroom." His chuckle vibrated through my lips as he leant down to peck them. "Stay here." He turned away from me and headed in the direction of the bathroom.

The waiting room no longer held any children, and the pregnant ladies were gone too. All that was left were a woman and, what I assumed was, her son. He didn't look that young, maybe eighteen. My eyes flickered back to the bathroom when I saw the boy look over at me, his small smirk made me uncomfortable. I fumbled with my hands to make myself look busy. I could feel him watching me.

Harry swung the door open and walked over to me. I stood up when he came over, but his eyes weren't on me. He stood in front of me still staring in the other direction. He intertwined our fingers as his sparkling green eyes finally landed on mine.

"Ready?" He spoke quietly.

"Mhm." I nodded my head. I wanted to get out of the awkward room.

"Did that guy talk to you in there?" Harry said as we got outside.

"No." Only a few paparazzi were still waiting by the door, but the flashes were still blinding.

Harry didn't say another word as he opened the passengers door and let me slid in. He quickly walked over to the other side of the car and sat down in the drivers seat, pulling the keys out of his pocket.

"So..where are you taking me?" I broke the silence.

"Where do you wanna go?" He smiled over at me.

"Where ever you're going." I looked at him. He still looked as beautiful as ever.

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