"Unfortunately, we cannot decipher what exactly happened which caused your heart failure."

Essie blinked slowly, her mind processing every word that the doctor was saying. Harry held her hand tightly, his touch warming her body and calming her nerves. She nodded her head, "so what does this mean?" She asked, her voice back to normal and no longer hoarse.

The doctor replied, "you'll be discharged. For the past week you have been perfectly normal for a girl your age and there seems to be no problems. We don't see any reason to keep you in. However, we do what you to come back if anything seems strange to you."

Harry smiled, yes, not knowing the root cause was awful but the idea of Essie being able to go home after over a month nearly two in hospital was brilliant. Her parents left the room with the doctor just to go over some more details leaving Harrison, Harry, Caspian and Fra with Essie.

"Is that a good thing?" Essie asked the guys, turning to hang her legs off of the bed that she was sat on so that she could put her shoes on.

"Yes and no, Ess," Said Caspian, "on the one hand it's great because you're coming home and can get back to normal but on the other we don't know what we can do to prevent it happening again if we don't know the cause."

She grumbled, "I hate it."

"We know, darling," replied Harrison who handed her shoes to her. "But I'm sure it'll get better."

"And if it doesn't?"

"Don't think like that!" Harry exclaimed, "you'll be fine, Esme. Just you wait."

Essie nodded her head and stood up, holding onto his hand to gain her balance. Harry pulled her into his side and kissed her head. "Let's get you home." Said her father re-entering the room.

"Please."

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Essie laid scrolling through Instagram as Harry slept soundly beside her. She had never felt so happy to be at home and in her own bed with Harry by her side. Everything she had taken for granted suddenly seemed so important. And from this point onwards she could not imagine taking advantage of anything else including the days that would proceed to greet her.

Deciding to check her message requests and perhaps reply to some Essie felt a sudden flutter in her stomach as one particular username flashed on her screen.

teddysphotos has requested to send you a message.

Ed bloody Sheeran! Oh. Good. Lord!

Hi sweetheart,
I loved watching you
In Awae and to see that
you was hospitalised
and pronounced dead
was horrible. I hope all
is okay now and if there is
anything I can do let me know
-Ed x

OMG! Hiya! Thank you so
much. As far as we know
I am all okay, I'm back home
but the root cause has not
been discovered so I am
hoping that some light will be
shed on it soon. Your new
album is exceptional as usual!
Love Nancy Mulligan the most
but perhaps that's because it's
my mammy's name haha x

Really? It was
my nans name (which
you probably realised from
the song lyrics) that's so weird.
Maybe we're related somewhere
Lol x

that would be awesome
if we were XD do you like
memes.

"Bloody hell! Did I seriously just ask Ed sodding Sheeran if he liked memes?! Am I seriously going to make an eejit of myself right now?" Essie hissed At herself quietly, thankfully not waking up Harry but he did stir. But moments later, presumably from the light on Essie's phone he awoke.

"Babe, why are you awake?" He asked her sleepily, rubbing his eyes to see her properly.

"Just replying to some dms. And being a twat."

"Why are you being a twat?" Essie showed him the message making him snigger. "You need some sleep, Esme."

"I know," she replied, putting her phone on the bedside table and rolling into her side. "When are you going home?"

"Trying to get rid of me?"

"No!"

"I know, I know. But I do go in a week and then me and Sammy are off on adventures three days after."

Essie smiled and rested her head on Harry's chest. "We'll have to make some memories before you go then."

Harry furrowed his eyebrows puzzled. "Why the rush?"

"You know, just in case I..."

"You won't. Not for another sixty years. Essie looks at me," he crawled on top of her and held her face forcing her to look at him. "You are strong. You are brave and you are perfectly fine, babe. We can still make memories but we don't need to cram everything into a few days."

"Promise?"

"With all my heart, you beautiful girl." He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. "I love you."

"I love you too."

* * *

It was the day before Harry was set to go home. The rest of Essie's family, including Harrison had gone home three days earlier leaving the usual people at home along with Harry, except for today when everyone was off to a farmers market. Essie didn't fancy going and so they reluctantly let the teens stay on the farm alone for the day.

It was late in the morning and Essie and Harry remained in bed talking just enjoying each other's undivided attention. Essie, has never felt better in the past few days, Caspian swears that it's he farm air that has brought her back to health properly.

Randomly, Essie rolled over on top of Harry, her legs either side of his so that she was straddling him. Harry watched Essie in awe, admiring the beauty she beheld as her nimble fingers wrapping themselves in his hair and her lips loomed closer to his.

"Harry?" He hummed in response finding himself quite speechless. "What would you say to a little going away present?"

"Depends what it is." He replied quietly, his hands resting on her hips.

Essie rose up a little, her chest pressed firmly against his as her lips moved to his ear whispering into it making his cheeks flush a bright red. Harry gulped nervously but nodded his head excitedly and she sat back down on his lap. Her hands moved from his hair to her nightgown hem which she fiddled with, her eyes never leaving Harry's. Harry watched fully as she lifted the gown over her head leaving her in just her underwear. Her bare chest being the focus point of Harry's sight.

"Fuck." Muttered Harry.

"Me."