The Nurse

.............. Days are passing with time, but not for our beloved Harry Styles... He's stuck in a rigid room, lying in one position at all times. What might be the change to this system, and will the human statue of Harry move or will it stay still in the end? ............... .................. A new story line, with a massive intellectual reflection of romance, drama, and thrilling events. .................. Quote: Rebeca: " You are a good listener aren't you? I would pay anything to hear you talk instead of me for once..."


6. Announcement

…. 15 Minutes Later ….

Rebeca's POV:

At this moment, Angela and I were reading through the medical file of Harry’s records. Apparently the phase that he is in is not a dangerous one; but it is undetermined when he might recover. Other than that, we also read that his senses have a 90 percent possibility on responding to hearing, and smelling during his sleep. It made us really amazed on how that might be true, but in the medical field; anything is possible no matter what the situation is.

I closed the file and sighed, mainly because I felt that I am getting attached to him more than I should have. It was like all what I do now is think of his case, his face, his soft breathing… Ugh! This is so much sensitivity right now. “I’ll return the file, and then I’ll drop you to your place, deal?” Angela stated calmly, and I responded: “You don’t have to really; I can just take a cab back home.” She lifted on eye brow and spoke: “Nonsense, I’ll drive you. Grab your purse and we’ll head off in a few; deal?” I smiled on her generosity, and accepted her offer.

I hung my coat, and took out my phone to message Nick, that I will be heading back home soon. He usually responds directly, but not this time; I guess he might be drowned in the designs he is structuring. “Ready?” I nodded once Angela came back, and we both left our job.

…. After Arriving to My House ….

“I’ll come pick you up in the morning, how’s that my new mate?” She really sounded like she meant it, and not in the other way when you say something just to be polite. “You won’t mind?” I asked calmly. “Of course not! Don’t be silly Becky, (She took my phone and stored her number, then handed it back to me.) Call me when you are ready tomorrow! Goodnight.” She gave me a light hug and I stepped out of the car to enter my house for a relaxing night. “I’m home! Aunt Chloe are you here?” I called out to see where my aunt was, and I heard her call back:“In the kitchen honey! Dinner will arrive in a few! I ordered Chinese.” I smiled to myself and went upstairs to change to my night wear.

…. After Dinner ….

We sat in the living room watching TV; it was a quiet night because we both were tired to the extreme from our hectic day. “As for the entertainment segment for tonight, Harry Styles from the band One Direction has been released from the hospital earlier. Doctors say that he will need extra care at home, but he is awake. To all of the One Direction fans, this might be a blast for you. And now a rerun on the news headlines….” The Anchor man on the news made me tremble from happiness as I heard this shocking news! Harry is awake and he is better?! That is something really relieving, but wait this means I won’t be seeing him anymore? Oh well, I hope he is better that’s all it matters right?

“Wow, his mom will be really happy tomorrow when I meet her.” I was shocked from what my aunt said; she knows Harry’s mom? How? “How do you know her auntie?” She smiled to my question: “Have you forgotten that your aunt is a powerful lady in the fashion industry honey? Hehe, she is one of my clients and she chose me for a designing order.” I nodded to the facts she told me, but this means I could ask about him if I wanted to? Why would I do that? I’m confusing myself right now, aren’t I? “Well, I guess I’m off to bed, goodnight auntie.” I stood up and hugged her, but she said me something all of a sudden.“Don’t get attached to your emotions so much kiddo. Goodnight.” I laughed because she always read me like an open book; I stepped upstairs to my bedroom to sleep.

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