Obsessed *Editing*

She got away, but she wasn't safe. He would come back for her. No one ever got away from him


18. 17

We’ve been in this hospital room for thirty minutes and Michael hasn’t said one rude thing. Maybe he hit his head a little too hard. Harry still looks a bit uneasy about Michael being awake, which I have no idea why.

            The entire time we’ve been here, Kate has been right next to his bed, along with Karen. I’m pretty sure that she has a huge crush on him, which I could understand now, but before the accident I didn’t think anyone would ever like him.

            I walked over and sat next to Harry. I don’t understand why we’re staying here for so long. I get it; he’s awake, big deal. I get it, he’s being nice now, but he was a complete dick before, and if it wasn’t for the fall, he still would be.

            “Hey, want to go walk around,”

            “Walking around a hospital doesn’t sound very fun,”

            “Whenever I’m in a hospital I have to walk around, I can’t stand sitting in a boring room for very long.”

            “Okay, I guess we could walked around,”

            We got up and told everyone where we were going. We walked out of the room and walked down a less crowded hall. I smiled as Harry slipped his hand into mine. His hands are massive compared to mine, but mine fit perfectly into his.

            “So, I never got to thank you for last night,”

            “It was nothing really; I could have planned a better date,”

            “Don’t be silly, it was the perfect date. It was simple and it was easier to get to know you,”

            He smiled and we turned down another hall. My stomach growled as we reached the elevator. We decided to head down to the cafeteria. I hate hospital food, but I didn’t get the chance to eat this morning. We got some food and sat down at an empty table. All the tables were pretty empty. It was still early in the morning, so hardly anyone was here; only sad people who practically have to live her because their loved ones are terminally ill. Hospitals are so depressing; you see sad people everywhere and you don’t know why they’re sad, but it must be bad. I’ve seen people get bad news so many times, and it’s always sad.

            “What are you thinking about,” Harry asked snapping me out of my thoughts.

            “Nothing, just how much I hate hospitals,”

            “Yeah, I’m not a big fan either,” He said smiling at me.

            His smiling dropped all of a sudden when he looked behind me. He looked like he’d seen a ghost. I quickly turned behind me to see what he was staring at, but when I turned there was no one there.

            “Harry, what’s wrong,”

            “N-nothing, I just thought I saw someone I know,” He said nervously.

            “Oh,” I said dropping the topic.

            I went back to eating the horrible hospital food. After he thought he saw someone, he was kind of out of it. I kind of got bored just sitting that and not talking. So we just went back to the hospital room.

            When we got back to Michael’s hospital room, everyone was still obsessing over Michael. Kate was laughing at something he said. She was practically sitting on his lap. I’ve never seen Kat throw herself at a guy before, what does she like Michael so much.

            “Uh, Kate, can I talk to you,”

            “Uh, sure,”

            She got off of Michael’s hospital bed, and followed me outside the room.

            “Kate, I can tell you like Michael,”

            “What, is it that obvious,”

            “Kind of,” I laughed, causing her to laugh as well.

            “Well listen, I understand how you could like the new Michael because he’s nice now. But you like Michael before the accident, that’s why you were so sad when it happened. How could you like him after what he said and did to me?”

            “I don’t know it’s just something about him. I hate the fact that I like him. Well, I hated the fact that I like him, but now he’s so sweet and I really like him. But I don’t think he likes me very much, he wasn’t really paying attention to me,”

            “Don’t be silly, if he doesn’t like you he’s stupid,”

            I glanced behind her down the hall. There was a man at the end staring at me. He had tan skin, a bit of stubble, and dark hair styled into a quiff. His stare was making me uncomfortable. I walked back into the room, Kate following me.

            I walked over to Harry and stood really close to me. Why was that guy staring at me so intensely? With everything that’s happened in the past month, I don’t really trust strangers. Harry noticed I was standing really close to him. He put his arm around me and rested his head on top of mine. He leaned down to whisper in my ear.

            “What’s wrong?”

            “Nothing, there was just some guy staring at me strangely in the hall,”

            I felt Harry’s arm tense and tighten around my shoulder.

            “What did he look like,” He asked. To be honest he sounded kind of angry

            “I don’t know, kind of tall, tan skin, dark hair in a quiff, stubble on his face,”

            His grip around my shoulder got tighter. I let out a squeak as it started to hurt. Everyone’s heads snapped towards us. Harry lessened he grip and everyone turned back to Michael.

            “Are you guys ready to leave,” Edna asked walking over us.

            “Yeah,” I said.

            Harry, Kate, Edna, John and I made our way out of the hospital. Karen is going to stay with Michael tonight because he’s going to be leaving early tomorrow after the tests are finished.

            I sat in the middle between Kate and Harry. Harry grabbed my hand and held it as we drove back. Harry hugged me as he made his way back to his house. Kate and walked up to our rooms. That guy from the hospital stayed in my mind. There was just something about him that didn’t seem right. And Harry knows something that I don’t; he wouldn’t have reacted the way he did if he didn’t know something.

-Tessa x

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