I was so confused as I walked back to room my father was in. Why did Harry kiss me? Did he do it because he feels bad for me? I tried to shake the thoughts out of my head before walking into room 216. The curtain was now tied back and I had a perfect view of my fathers limp body. His eyes were still closed, just the way they were last time I saw him. I sighed, for what felt like the millionth time today, running my hand down his arm. I took his ruff hand into mine and started to cry. I realized that my mother had left the room and that I was alone with him. I slowly rose, suddenly feeling guilty about leaving Harry on the bench. After all, he had came all the way here just to comfort her. After taking another deep breath I left the room, in search of the boys with the curls. I saw him sitting outside the door. How had he found the right room? He was tapping away on his ipone, oblivious to the world. “Harry, we need to talk.” I said firmly, sliding down next to him. He looked up at me with his big, green ocean eyes. “I’m sorry I kissed you.” He said. I bit my lip, looking over at him. “Why did you do it?” I asked out of pure confusion. He shrugged, “because your lips were right next to mine, and I felt like it.” He said it as if it were the most casual thing. Did he not realize it wasn’t normal to just kiss people you barely new? I ran my fingers through my long, brown hair, twirling the ends. “ok, well..” I searched for words, but I had nothing. He just looked over at me, and gave a crooked smile. For the next few seconds all I was thinking was that I wanted to stay right there smiling at him, forever. “I really hope your dad gets better.” Harry said, taking my hand. I flinched slightly, but relaxed as he gave it a small squeeze. “Thanks for coming.” I said, smiling up at him. “No problem.” he responded. For whatever the reason, I felt safe around Harry. I was shaken from daze as my phone vibrated.

Victoria: Hey girl! Elizabeth, Malori, and I are going to Top Shop, do you want to come?

I bit my lip, realizing I haven’t told the girls what is going on.

Me: Sorry guys I’m at the hospital, My dad had another seizure.

Almost immediately my phone vibrated again, this time twice.

Victoria: OH MY GOD REALLY??? I’m so sorry hun…

Malori: hey babe I heard about what happened, im praying for him!

I smiled slightly at my friends messages. Even at the worst of times they still managed to make me smile. I looked over at Harry, almost forgetting he was sitting next to me. “I better go.” he said, rising from his place on the ground. He took my hand and dragged me up with him, pulling me into a bear hug. I breathed in his scent, secretly hoping would smell it again. “Thanks so much for coming.” I said as he released me from the hug. I didn’t know what to do with my hands so I let them hang awkwardly at my sides. He waved a small wave, before walking down the long hall to the elevator. Its funny how I have just met this boy yesterday and I already had a feeling that he was something special. Not that I would tell him that, I knew he was known as the ‘flirt’ in the band, and he might just be using me, but deep down I had a feeling he wasn’t. My body still tingled from his touch. I ran my hands over my face, realizing how hot it was. I looked down to see I was still in my robe, and a pair of baby blue pajamas. If a boy would kiss me when I looked like this, I think I should kiss him back. Once again, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I removed it…

Harry: meet me in the parking lot

I frowned slightly at the text. It didn’t seem like something he would say, it was so short and stern. I walked back to my fathers room, seeing that my mother was still not in sight, and my father was still not awake, I decided to go and see what he wanted. As I walked out of the elevator and through the hospitals heavy front doors, I saw him. He was standing in front of his black mustang, leaning against it with ease. Harry walked toward me, grabbing my shoulders. I stepped back, alarmed by his sudden movement. “Harry wha..” I was stopped when he brought one of his fingers up to my mouth. “Shhhh, its ok.” he said as he removed his hand. He rested them on my hips, pulling my small frame towards him. He leant down to reach my mouth, but instead decided to leave tiny kisses along my jawbone. I shivered as his lips moved across my warm skin. When he stopped I stood, frozen probably looking like a complete idiot. “Harry.” I said, my face showing no expression. “ Goodbye Daisy.” He said as he removed his keys from his skinny jeans pocket, walking away.