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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33. Harry...!?

…. After Explaining for 15 Minutes ….

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Harry's POV:
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“So you really love her don’t you Harold?” I nodded with a sigh, responding to my mother’s question. I know it’s kind of shocking for her, because I remember how rude I was to Rebeca when she first arrived here; but I really wanted to hear my mother talking after all of the explanation that I told her. “If you do, then you shouldn’t have lied to me darling. (She’s right, that’s why I kept quite while she proceeded.) Well I suppose you want to hear what my opinion is about this, am I correct?”




I replied instantly: “Mom, just please tell me that you are in agreement with this, I honestly never have/will find someone like her, and I re-…” She cut me off and spoke: “Then what are you doing here? Go get her and tell her that everything is more than alright! Giddy up Harold!” My eyes blew from happiness! I knew my mother would understand and agree, it was expected but not this fast! I kissed my mother and walked as fast as I could to the parking lot.



“Darling wait! (She walked over to me, and gave me a piece of paper.) That’s her address. (She smiled and kissed my cheek.) Now go!” My mother waved as I road my car.“Bernie, take me to this address as quick as possible please.” I gave my driver the paper, and he accelerated the engine in a speedy drive. I’m coming for you my cure to my heart and soul.


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Rebeca’s POV:
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I cleared my tears that had been constantly falling all the way in the taxi drive, and I unlocked my front door with the key. “Hey you.” I started shaking from shock and worry, from the sound of that unforgettable voice. “What are you doing at my place in this hour? (I think my feelings were cold as my tone reflected.) Go away.” I opened my door, ignoring that person standing behind me, but the arrogance of his behavior made him close the door and pressure himself over me! Seriously what is wrong with Nick! Doesn’t he understand that I want nothing with him!? I won’t lie but I truly feel a pinch of fear forming inside.




“I’m not leaving till we talk, don’t you miss me around you like that (he pressures his hips to my own, and I feel shivers of agitation fill my insides)?” I pushed him with my arms and he repelled back in shock. “(I lost control of my attitude, so the yelling started.) I TOLD YOU TO FORGET ME, FORGET US! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU ANYMORE! JESUS, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY!” Nick didn’t seem happy with what I said. He walked back towards me and pressured me on the door strongly; I started shaking and pushing him away but he held my hands preventing me to move. I’m trapped in the dark night, with no one here! My knees were trembling from the fear that he stroke at me through his eyes; I saw him bringing his head closer to my mouth, and I just couldn’t take it anymore.




I literally spat on his face in disgust, and that drove him insane enough to slap me hard, on my right cheek. I moaned as tears fell over my face.
 “(He yelled as he held me roughly.) YOU LITTLE TRAMP, YOU THINK I WOULD LET THAT HUMILIATION YOU CREATED FOR ME IN THE OFFICE GO AWAY AS SIMPLE AS THAT?! (He smirked brutally.) WRONG ASSUMPTION BLONDY!” He approached my face and I tried my best to wiggle myself from his capture, but there was no use since he was stronger than me.





He leaned in to kiss me, and I kept fighting back as I pushed my face left and right to avoid that vulgar action. He pounded my left cheek with another slap, and it made me cry from pain. “HOLD STILL YOU LITTLE BIMBO!” I cried from the physical and verbal abuse, as he leaned closer to kiss me. Before his lips touched mine, I suddenly saw Nick flying to the side from an amazing force that swung him to the ground. No way…? Harry?!

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