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..."


71. Greed

Rebeca's POV:


“Mom, I need to be somewhere right now. I promise that I’ll come to see you tomorrow, alright?” She nodded and I hugged both her and my dad before I left. I won’t disappoint my friends and I can’t disappoint my boyfriend; I need to be supportive just like he is always to me. I took a taxi and gave the driver the road instructions to the arena. I tried calling Harry twice, but he didn’t reply; strange the concert starts in two hours. I called Angela, and she thankfully answered:

.. Phone Conversation ..

Me: “Angie! Please send me someone to escort me inside?”

Angela: “Becks! Finally we hear from you! Hurry up, I’ll send someone to assist you right away. “
Me: “Angie? Why do you sound a little nervous and worried? (I heard her sigh, and I knew deep down something isn’t in its place.)

Angela: “When you’ll come, you’ll know I promise; just come over here already!”

Me: “Ok, ok! I’m almost there, even though I sense something is wrong.”

Angela: “I’ll tell you everything once you arrive!”

.. End of Phone Conversation ..

2 guards helped me out of the cab, as they rushed me inside the arena; wow is this place huge! One of the guards stayed with me till I reached were Louis, Niall, and Angela were standing behind a door. “What’s going on?” I spoke in confusion, while Louis groaned and knocked the door repeatedly with Niall’s followed action.

“(He looked at me and spoke.) Mr. You –Know- Who, doesn’t want to go on stage because you haven’t been here earlier; we’ve been trying to convince him that you are on your way once you called Angela; but he’s been inside since an hour and he refuses to get out!” I hugged Louis, then Niall, and finally Angela; I knocked the door slowly.“Harry? It’s me can I come in?” I heard footsteps stomping hugely from behind the door, and that was when he opened with eyes flaring red fire into mine.

I fixed my shirt (, as he allowed me to get inside; the rest of the guys waited outside; oh boy, here we go. He sat down on the couch racking back and forth as he grabbed his hair tightly in his hands; why is he so upset!?
 “Harry what’s going on? I was a little bit late bec-…” He cut me off and hissed: “I don’t care! You promised you’ll be here from the start! If you can’t keep your promises then don’t say them!” What. Is. Going. On!?

I breathed the tension accumulating in me, and held my calmness as much as possible; I sat beside him and placed my hand on his knee. “Harry, you know I was at the hospital, visiting my mom. Remember before we came here, I asked you if I can see my mom during the tour and you said as much as I want? What’s wrong with me visiting my sick mother Harry? Tell me, what’s wrong with that, huh?" I started crying and I laid my head back on the couch border; how could Harry be so greedy… I thought he understands.

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