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..."


11. How Does He Know Her?!

Harry’s POV:

This is the nurse my mother chose?! Where did she manage to get her from, a modeling agency or a hospital!? She is so pretty to be smart to handle my health, oh God I could sense it from now that I will be returning to the hospital soon because of her low estimated skills. “MY YANKEE DOODLE BUDDY!” Louis yelled and jumped from his chair to dive her in his arms; how does he know her?! “I already know that Harry is in good hands, (He turned to me and spoke.) She is perfect for you mate.” I looked at her in annoyance as she was blushing perfectly to what Louis said; my mother left the room directly after I groaned.

“How are you so sure Lou? (I switched my eye sight at her and talked.) I’m sorry love, but you’re more than a Barbie doll than a Nurse Betty figure.” I know that was mean, but I did mean it after all; she looks so pretty to be a nurse! My harsh sarcasm shocked her and Louis, and to my shock Louis was hugging her! Why is he hugging her and caring this much?! Am I missing something here or what? “Don’t bother his silly comments love, his comments are heard from one ear and left out from the other instantly.” She nodded and opened her perfect lips to speak.

“It’s nice to finally hear your voice Mr. Styles; and please I am here because I am qualified for this, and not to be chitchatting with my patients. If you’d keep it professional and let your judgment until you see my work, we all will be better.” I swear she made my skin boil from her reply; someone please let her leave my room! I felt Louis laughing under his breath, as he sat back in his chair beside me. I tried to calm down as much as I could, but still I was insane from how she made me quite down instantly. She took the pulse oximeter from the counter beside me (, and took my hand in hers. The feeling I got from her soft touch made my shiver, as she stared into the device; while my eyes were checking her out endlessly.

“62 on a 98, you need to drink more water. (She looked at me with her icy blue eyes that forbid me from speaking.) I’ll adjust your daily diet once I’m done.” She took the machine off of my finger and surprised me with her next action. She softly placed her hand on my forehead and sensed my temperature, as she glanced at the heart rate machine on her side. Her hand on my forehead made my temperature higher, she’s right when she said that she knows her job. As soon as she lifted her hand from my forehead, she spoke to Louis: “Louis, could you please lower the temperature of the room? His immunity might cause him to catch the flu or fever, since it is weak at this moment.” Louis directly stood up and adjusted the room temperature to a warmer level; I feel so stupid for what I said before to her right now.

You’re becoming better Mr. Styles. Get well soon.” She started to walk away, but something made me grab her wrist all of a sudden to prevent her from leaving. She turned and looked at me with that heavenly drawn face of hers, as I spoke in a grumpy low tone:“I’m sorry for what I said earlier, and thank you so much.” She smiled lightly and nodded, and then Louis talked: “I told you that you are in good hands Hazz.” His tone was genuine and honest, I pressured myself to give her a light smile; I just felt guilty of my anger that has been taking over since I woke up.

“Don’t worry Mr. Styles, it’s nothing.” I directly answered: “I’ll call you Rebeca, and you’ll call me Harry. Is that a deal, or am I not Louis to be called by my first name as well?” She giggled like an innocent shy flower, and nodded to what I spoke.“If that's what you want. (She then spoke to Louis.) Bye Louis!” He stood up and hugged her as she departed with her incredible posture and elegance. I need to know how she and Louis are this close! And why was Louis this friendly to her!? As soon as she closed the door, I turned to Louis who was smirking at me like a sneaky devil. “Now, I need to know how you two know each other!” He cracked a laugh and started tell tailing me the entire details of my beautiful nurse, Rebeca Lane.

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