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..."


70. Stay Or Go?

…. After the Plane Landing/ Going to the Hotel ….

Rebeca's POV:

The car pulled off and the boys left to the hotel, where as me and the 2 ladies stayed inside because we were going to head over my place. “Are you sure that you don’t want to bunk in with me? (He fake pouted and I kissed his cheek.)” I replied from the open window: “I’ll see you tomorrow baby, sleep tight alright?” He nodded and leaned to peck me before the car drove away. I won’t lie, but I kind of get what Sophia meant about the whole paparazzi issue; because it was unbelievable once we arrived at the airport.

We reached to my place, and I took the key from under the door mat to unlock the door and let the girls in. “There are three bedrooms upstairs, so choose whichever you want.”Angela and Sophia nodded with their tired eyes, while the car driver behaved like a gentleman and placed our luggage in the house. “Thank you so much for you help.” I smiled politely and he nodded. I closed the door, and turned to see my two friends smiling at some family pictures hanged on the wall; gosh I miss my home so much…

…. The Next Day ….

I was the first to wake up apparently, so I called my dad and he told me that I can visit whenever I want after 4:00 pm. Time passed quickly as the girls and I woke up, showered, and dressed up for today’s concert. I took a cap to the hospital, and promised the girls that I will meet them as soon as I finish checking up on my mom.

Once I entered her room, she smiled warmly and my dad embraced me in lovable hug.“How are you feeling mom?” I spoke quietly as I hugged her, while she was still lying in bed. She looked like she was extremely tired, and I know it’s because of the chemotherapy; I just wish this never happened. “I’m doing much better, the doctor even told me that my recovery is successful; right Ryan?” She asked my dad, and he nodded with a smile, as he offered me a seat beside him. “I’m glad mom; all I want from you is to be better right now, and nothing else.”

She smiled as the TV program caught the three of our attention. “Today carries a lot of teen excitement in San Francisco! Boy band sensation, One Direction, is playing their first concert in their 2013-2014 stadium concerts! Fans from different ages are already lined up and waiting for access!” I muted the TV, and looked at my phone clock, as it was now 6:30 pm; I must leave before it gets even more crowded over there; I promised I’ll be there, but still now that I’m here with my mom; I don’t feel like leaving… Do I go or not?

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