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..."

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1. Day One

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Rebeca's POV:
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“I’ll talk to you once I’m done I promise.” I kissed Nick’s cheek and stepped out of his car; this is the first day of my job as an actual nurse. The day finally came, and I am now able to work in my profession, I have to admit that I am truly nervous; but thank god that the flow of confidence is always rolling in me. The most thing which I really feel strange to, is that this is not as simple as university days were; the work region is the field where all the skills I learned will be prevailed. As an American girl, I did have a tough time adapting to the different system here in the UK; but a nerd such as me can always pull it off right?




I walked into the sliding doors, and found my boss, waiting for me in the reception area. I cleared my throat and drew a smile, as I tapped my heels all the way to his side (http://www.polyvore.com/first_day_impression/set?id=100022094). “Good morning, Rebeca. Excited for your first day?” My boss, the head of the nursing faculty, greeted me with his kind words. “Good morning. Indeed I am.” I spoke and it made him smile, as he led the way for me to follow him.




We entered an office, presumably to be his, and he placed the writing pad that he was holding, on his desk.
 “Please do sit down.” I sat down as he asked, and he took the seat in his office chair, behind the desk. “I really am proud of the achievements and the grades that you scored throughout your university, and it is really going to be great to know that you will be a great help over here; along with the trained staff of the current nurses. I must say, you do need to know our number one rule here: no interactions with the patients personally. All what you need to do is provide the medication to your assigned patients, check and record the data from the heart and oxygen devices. And surely if anything is wrong you need to contact any doctor if it was an emergency. (He hands me a thin sheet of paper, which is binded in a see-through file.) This is your list of the patients you will be handling, along with their room numbers and your shift timings for each day.”




I smiled as I ran my eyes through the list, but honestly I didn’t look carefully at the names; I was happy to know that my shifts were from 2-3 hours maximum each day. “Thank you so much, and I promise that I will be following that precise rule, and all the others that may form over the future time.” He grinned and spoke directly: “Get your white coat from the staff room, and use your card to open your personal locker. Good luck, Rebeca.” He sounded professional, and according to his age I would say he has been working here for a very long time; I nodded politely and left the office.




I walked through the hall as the scent of the germ free hospital was running in my sense of smell. I read all of the room labels, as I entered the staff room. I searched for D14, which was the number of my locker; and then swiped my employee card to open it. I turned off my phone and placed it in my purse, while I swung my white coat on and walked out with the feeling of responsibility and excitement.




I ran through my list, and read which patient is first to be served. “Jonson, Rudolph. Room: 226.” I spoke to myself as I held my binder and walked in the hall way. I actually felt that I was lost, and looking back through the hall way was becoming far and vague. “Are you lost?” I heard someone ask me, but I didn’t know who that apparent male was; since my back was turned to him. I turned around to find a charming young man standing with a light smile on his face, and his blue eyes were looking at me. “Is it that obvious? Hehe.”He nodded and smiled as he stretched out his hand and introduced himself to me. “I’m Louis.”

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