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..."


4. Bumping In Excitement

…. The Next Day ….

Rebeca's POV:

I can’t believe how much information I got about One Direction last night. I just wrote the word: One and the search engine suggested One Direction directly; they are this popular. It turns out that Louis was in the band, along with three other guys who are equivalently charming to him; but nothing like the effect I got from Harry. And my god, I didn’t understand how he could have such perfectly green eyes! Yes I did have a longer time researching pictures than information; guilty.

I had a quick shower once I woke up, and dressed myself for my shift at the hospital. It is currently 11:00 am, so I grabbed my bag (, and left the house to find a cab. After a 30 minute ride in the taxi, I reached my destination and entered with a pinch of enthusiasm. Somehow I felt that today is going to be better, and basically I can’t wait till I check on Harry; I hope Louis will be there too. It’s pretty difficult for me to disconnect my emotions from any case I encounter, and I guess that’s why I am caring about Harry; but hey I don’t talk about the my other patients or think of them this much!? Ugh, I need a cup of coffee right now.

I walked in the staff lounge, and noticed for the first time some new faces. A brunette young woman smiled at me as I returned the gesture; maybe she’s trying to be friendly? I walked to the coffee pot, and poured in some in a plastic cup, as I dissolved one spoon of sugar in it. “You must be the new pretty face everyone is excited to meet, I’m Angela.”She spoke and took my attention from the spoon in my hand; I smiled at her kind greetings and shook her hand. “I’m Rebeca; it’s good to meet you.” She shook it with a spontaneous smile, and nodded with the process. “If you need anything, I’ll be more than happy to help you. After all we are the youngest ones in this section, Hehe.” I laughed at the gesture, as Angela, the beautiful youth, made me feel more comfortable. “(She looked at her watch, and then spoke.) Oops! My shift started already! I’ll catch up with you soon Rebeca!” She ran to the door waving and I waved back politely. She really seemed like the person who is very social, and friendly; which is exactly what I like in a person.

I opened my locker, and dressed myself in my white coat, as I grabbed my updated binder from the main desk. I think my eyes grew wide and I felt a smile draw its features on my face, once I read the first name. Do you want to guess who, or is it obvious? I walked with the smile still on my face, and accidentally I bumped into someone. I focused my eyes on the person, and I swear I was going to jump from the excitement.

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