*LIZZIE’S POV*

“So, children, what are we going to watch?” I asked as I snuggled against Harry’s chest, scrolling through the movie options on the tv.

“Definitely a rom-com,” Danielle suggested from where she sat further down the couch with Liam.

“Okay, I hate you for saying that. Any other suggestions aside from romantic comedy?” I asked the room.

“A scary movie!” Perrie exclaimed from where she sat with Zayn on the massive loveseat in the corner.

“Ohh that sounds good right now.” Louis said as the rest of the room voiced their agreement.

“Scary movie it is! Sorry Dani,” I said, looking over to a now-pouting Danielle. The movie selection process was long and full of disagreements, but eventually we decided on The Devil Inside.

It was terrifying. I didn’t even watch most of the movie because I had my face hidden against Harry’s chest as he laughed at my squirms.

“Liz, it’s okay!” He whispered during a particularly scary part when I had practically launched myself into his lap. I opened my eyes to see his face smiling at me, dimples on full display. He playfully puckered his lips, and I responded to his invitation by pressing my lips up against his. He stopped me from pulling away by moving his free hand up to the back of my neck.

“Hey! No! Not allowed during movie night!” Niall said as he reached over and softly kicked Harry’s knee. Blushing, I pulled back from Harry.

“All right, well I’m going to get some more tea. Anyone else need more?” I asked the room, though everyone was petrified by the movie. No one even answered me.

When I got into the kitchen, I left the lights off as I began to open the cabinets, looking for the tea that Harry was constantly misplacing. As I turned to continue my search, I was surprised to see Harry leaned up against the countertop, watching me.

“What?” I asked skeptically, searching his expression.

“Nothing, just wanted to get up from the sofa.” He shrugged. Thinking nothing of it, I continued on searching my new section of cabinets. Finally, I spotted the tea on a top shelf. I stood on my tiptoes to reach it, but I was distracted as I felt Harry’s hands begin to run up and down my sides. Struggling to stay focused, I reached my arm up to grab the tea, but Harry’s hand began to trace its way up under my shirt.

“Harry, not-” I began to say, but as soon as I turned, he pressed his lips against mine as his hand finally made its way all the way up into my bra, his hands squeezing all of me. I kissed back, pulling on his curls as he rocked his hips into mine. Suddenly, Harry removed his hands and slid them down to my ass before reaching down to the back of my thighs, instantly and easily lifting me up. I straddled him as he turned and placed me down on the counter top. He began to kiss down my neck, biting and sucking, causing me to gasp.

“Lay back and stay quiet,” Harry whispered aggressively before he checked over his shoulder again to make sure that everyone was still glued to the movie. I quickly obeyed, feeling the adrenaline rush through me. Harry slowly slid my sweatpants down my legs before he bent down, kissing between my upper thighs as he teased me.

“Harry, please,” I whispered breathlessly. His green eyes looked up at me; his face smirked as he stopped for a split second.

“Patience, love.” He commanded quietly; I shivered as I felt his hot breath touch my skin. Suddenly, without any warning, his long fingers looped into the sides of my underwear and quickly slid them off, the cold marble shocking me, but Harry’s mouth quickly distracted me from that…

*HARRY’S POV*

After finishing, I stood up, stretching out my back before I looked down at Liz, quivering as she lay on the counter and seemingly exhausted from her ecstasy. I quickly redressed her before I bent down, pressing her torso down beneath mine as I kissed her, her hands eagerly wrapping around my back.

“That was incredible,” She whispered between kisses, still out of breath. I got off of the counter before I helped her get off. Walking back into the living room with our absence still seemingly unnoticed, I couldn’t help but feel a bit smug with myself due to Lizzie’s compliment.
Liz fell asleep shortly after returning to our seats, her body sprawled out across the sofa with her feet propped up on Dani’s lap. She stayed like that for the rest of the movie until I unfortunately had to wake her up for pizza, since I figured she would be hungry.

“Harry, you’ve got some pizza on your arm,” Dani said with a laugh from across the table. Expecting a bit of sauce I looked down, but was surprised to see that it wasn’t pizza at all.

“Oh my god, we never changed your gauze or anything this morning!” Liz said, jumping to her feet and rushing down the hall, presumably to where we keep the bandages and stuff.

“If your arm is still bleeding that heavily then you should get it checked out, Harry,” Liam said as I peeled off my shirt and tossed it over to the general vicinity of the trash can. Eh, I’d pick it up later.

“Harry, maybe Liam’s right..” Liz said when she returned carrying the box of first aid supplies. “I mean I don’t know anything about wounds.” She walked over and sat down in her chair next to my arm and was about to peel off the blood soaked bandage, but then Louis interrupted.

“Oh no. Not at the table! Take it to the kitchen!” Louis exclaimed, grimacing. With a laugh, I followed Lizzie and Liam into the kitchen.

“Sit here.” Liam commanded, indicating to the exact same spot that I had Liz sit just a little while ago. Shooting her a quick glance, I hopped up on the counter.

“Okay, I’m going to take these off, but it’ll probably hurt..” Liz said, biting her lip as she looked from my face to my arm.

“Go ahead, I can take it.” I said with a smile, jokingly flexing my muscles but quickly stopping because it hurt. She slowly reached over and began to pull the tape off, and then began with the gauze that she had practically stuffed into my wound. Finally, when she pulled off the layer that was closest to my skin, I couldn’t help it… I screamed a bit.

“Yeah Harry, this isn’t looking good. You should get it checked out. I can drive you?” Liam said, bending down to get a closer look at the cut which was now beginning to bleed down my arm.

“But if we go to the hospital they’re going to ask what happened, and I don’t have a story to tell them, and I don’t feel like it.” I stammered, but they weren’t buying my crap.

“Liz, go grab Harry a shirt from your room. I’ll patch this up again, and then we can go.” Liam said, the both of them ignoring my pleas.

*LIZZIE’S POV*

Though Harry protested most of the way here and even tried to leave once he was checked in, Liam and I were finally sat outside of the examination room that Harry had been put in. The doctor was in there now with him, and they had been talking for a while. It made me worried.

“You don’t think that this could cause like any other problems… could it?” I asked Liam.

“What do you mean?”

“Like us leaving the cut alone for a whole day, that won’t make them have to like cut his arm off or anything would it?” I questioned, my mind spinning. Before Liam could answer, the doorknob began to turn, causing us both to jump up from our seats.

“Okay, you two, come on in.” The doctor said, nodding his head at me and Liam. We quickly walked through the door. “All right, so my main concern is for how much blood he has lost due to the wound. We did an iron count, and he’s dangerously low. So, we’re going to check him in, stitch up his arm, and then hook him up with a blood infusion as well as a regular IV. It’s all pretty routine stuff, but we’re going to keep him overnight just to make sure all goes well.” I was surprised yet relieved- no amputations were necessary. “A nurse will come in a few minutes to escort you to your room.” The doctor said, before turning and walking out the door.

“Harry, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.” I started to say, genuinely feeling bad about this, but he stopped me.

“Liz. We talked about this. Don’t you dare say that.” He said, his tone getting sharp.

“Okay, well…” Liam said, awkwardly interrupting us but thankfully killing the tension. “How about you stay here with Harry, Liz, and I’ll go home and grab a bag for the two of you?”

“Yeah that sounds great. Thanks.” Harry said. Liam turned and began to open the door, but was greeted by a nurse with a wheelchair on the other side.

“Okay I’ve got a chair for a Mr. Styles?” the nurse said with a smile as she walked into the room. I couldn’t help but laugh at the horrified look on Harry’s face.

“I’m really fine with walking..” Harry began, but the nurse shot him a look.

“Most patients with your amount of blood loss can barely remain conscious at this level. So I’ll be damned if I let you just take a stroll through this hospital.” She said as Harry quickly got up and sat in the seat. Fighting the urge to take a picture, I put my phone up in my back pocket and followed them through the hospital until we got to Harry’s new room.

“All right, well I’ll grab you a gown and you can change; the doctor will be back in a bit to actually stitch you up!” She said before leaving the room for a second and returning with a patient gown.

“I’m not putting that on.” Harry said after she left the room as he leaned back on the bed.

“C’mon Harry, they’re just trying to help you.” I reasoned, holding out the gown to him. He pouted at me, half folding his arms across his chest and ignored the gown. “I promise, if you behave, it’ll definitely be worth it once we get home..” I said, biting on my bottom lip.

“You promise?” Harry asked, looking up at me questioningly.

“I promise. Now strip.” I said, tossing him the paper-like gown.

Finally, Harry was dressed properly and lying back in bed like the good patient he was pretending to be.

“All right, Mr. Styles, ready to close this up?” The doctor said as he entered the room. “Come and sit on the edge of this bed for me while I set everything up.” Harry scooted over to the side and did as the doctor said while the doctor began to scrub his hands before putting on the sterile blue gloves.

“How many stitches will it be?” Harry asked, eyeing the hook-like needle that the doctor was now pulling out of the sterile packaging.

“I’m thinking, if we’re lucky, it’ll only be about twelve.” He said as he sat down on the rolling stool in the room and scooted over to Harry. “Now these will probably hurt, because we’re not using any numbing creams or anything, so if you need your girlfriend over there to hold your hand or something, it’s okay.” The doctor said, winking over at me with a joking smile. Following the doctors orders, I went and sat on the bed next to Harry’s non-injured arm and held his hand in between my two as the doctor cleaned his cut with alcohol wipes.

“Okay here we go.” The doctor said as Harry looked over his shoulder. “Trust me, you don’t want to watch.” He said. I could tell that the doctor had started, because Harry was squeezing my hand pretty hard. His brows were furrowed as he bit his lip, staring intently at the ground in front of him.

“And we’re done!” The doctor finally said after what seemed like forever had passed. Harry was looking pretty pale, especially since lately he had been getting tanner and tanner. “You know what? I’m going to go and get that blood and IV drip so we can get that started.” He said before quickly exiting the room.

“You okay, Harry?” I asked, squeezing his hand.

“Mhm,” He said not very convincingly.

“Lay back on the bed, you’ll probably feel better if you get your feet up.” I helped him scoot back before pulling the covers over his legs. Soon enough, the doctor returned with two nurses, and I stepped back into the corner to let them do their jobs. Within two minutes, they had already gotten the IV and the blood going into Harry, so they left again without so much as saying two words to us.

*HARRY’S POV*

“You doing okay?” Liz asked as she walked towards my bed once everyone left. I was honestly feeling exhausted, and my arm hurt like a bitch.

“Mhm,” I mumbled as I tried to smile at her, but my eyelids were struggling to stay open. “Come lay with me?” I managed to say as I extended my non-injured, non-tubed arm. Without protesting- thank god- she came and snuggled into my side as I finally stopped fighting, and let myself fall asleep.

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