Caring (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Emily Blackwood is your almost average 20 year old nurse. She graduated university early due to her change of country, from Australia to London. With only Leah, Jess and Hannah as her friends, she struggles to find the romance she has dreamed of since a child. But that soon changes, all because of Leah. Emily isn't sure whether to thank her friend, or whether to hate her.
My fingers gently run over the dark mark situated in the crook of my neck. I wince at the slight pain. As I open my eyes that I didn't know I closed, I look to Leah.
My eyebrows furrow as I realise she isn't looking at me, but rather someone behind me. My head turns immediately to the source holding her attention.
He stands there, only metres from the door, staring at me. He smirks at me before dropping his left eye in a wink and vanishing out the door.
Fear racks through my body as I remember his words.
"You're now mine, Emily."
I turn back to Leah, our expressions the same.
Complete shock and fear.


11. Chapter 11

Chapter 11


It's been four days since I last spoke to Harry. Which was the night of our 'date'.

He hasn't messaged me, and I haven't messaged him.

I shouldn't even be thinking about him. I should be thinking about work, considering that's where I am.

Jesus Christ. I hate emergency ward.

"I need help." A voice says. I recognise that voice. I look up from my paperwork to the person standing at the desk.

Oh my god.


The desk lady hands him some forms to fill out. "Hey wait, just let him in. He is in no state to be filling out that stuff. I'll take responsibility for him and I'll make sure the paper work gets filled in." The other registered nurse on the ward looks at me like I'm crazy but nods to the lady anyways.

I mouth a thank you to her before walking around and helping him in. But someone already is.

"Who are you? I can't let you in." I inform the stranger.

"I'm his best mate, you have to let me in." And for some strange reason I knew there was more meaning behind it, so I just nodded.

We took the next empty bed and the stranger helped him get on it. "Alright Niall," I grab the stethoscope from around my neck and quickly place the buds into my ears. "Deep breath in for me please, and another one. Thanks."

"Wait, how do you know his name? No one knows his name." The stranger asks. I need a nickname for him rather than stranger.

"She dealt with Mia." Niall coughs. "You know, the bitchy nurse I was complaining to you about?"

I give a small glare to Niall before asking the stranger his name. "The name is Louis, Louis Tomlinson."

"You have got to be kidding me." I mumble. I can't believe I just let a gang member in a god damn hospital.

"You know he is in the gang too, right?" Louis asks.

I shake my head. "So that's why he's injured?"

Louis nods for Niall. "Yeah, Niall stuffed up so the boss beat him up."

I raise my eyebrows. And they both just nod. "Okay, I don't need details. But was there like a knife or gun used or anything?" Niall shakes his head. "I just- You've lost a lot of blood." I take on glance at his clothing before realising I really need to attend to his injuries.

Louis laughs. "It's not all his. Some of it is Harry's." My head snaps up.

"Harry Styles?" I ask.

Louis frowns but still nods. I ask Niall to sit up so I can take off his shirt to better inspect his body. Not like that. But Louis laughed.

"Alright where does it hurt?" I ask Niall referring to the hiss of pain he let out when he got his shirt off.

"If I'm honest, everywhere."

I gently drag my fingers over his reddened skin. He hisses again when my fingers touch his right ribcage.

"Why'd you ask if it was Harry Styles?" Louis interrupts me.

"I've heard his name on the news a lot." I give him a white lie. Its true, but I haven't given him the rest of the information.

Niall hisses again and I look down to the injured spot only to realise that my fingers are on his other ribcage.

Oh my goodness Harry... What have you done?

"You're Emily." Louis says suddenly.

"Yeah, it says that on my badge." I say sarcastically. I remove my fingers gently from Niall's torso and grab the blank file at the end of the bed.

"No, you're his Emily. Harry's Emily."

I frown. "I'm no one's Emily." I walk over to Niall. "I need to take your blood pressure and temperature. And considering your injuries, it will hurt."

"Did he or did he not give you a love bite?" I don't even make eye contact with him. I press the buttons on the machine and listen as Niall groans in pain. "He did, didn't he? You're his Emily."

I write the results down of each of the tests.

"He told me about you."


"I think he likes you because you are innocent." Louis says.

"Niall, based on my judgement you have a couple of broken ribs." I ignore Louis again. "If I were to give you an x-ray it would cost you a lot, but I know for sure you have broken ribs. I'm just not sure how many. You said your legs were fine. And your nose has stopped bleeding, and I checked that. It's not broken. Everything else was fine, your temperature, blood pressure. You're blood loss resulted in a lower than average blood pressure. But drink a lot of water to get that back up. And to make sure your saturation levels are high enough, stay away from smoking or anyone who is smoking for just a couple hours. And if I could just get you to fill in necessary details on here then you are free to go."

I go to walk out of the room only to be caught by Louis. "You seem like a nice girl Emily, you shouldn't get messed up with someone like Harry."

I frown. "You think I want to?" I ask in shock.

"What? Did he give you a love bite with out your consent?"

I just laugh. "Oh my god, you sound like high school PE teacher."

"I'm serious Em." I nod still smiling.

Then I frown. "Don't call me Em."

"I can't believe he did that. He's never done that before." Louis sounds shocked. "How long has it been since you talked last?"

I shrug, trying to pretend I wasn't counting the days. "Maybe three or four days."

Then he frowns. "I don't know Emily. Just try and stay away from him, from all of us. It's better for you."

"You think I don't know that? Look what Harry did to Niall." I say to him.

"All the more reason for you to stay away."

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