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..."


2. Prince Trapped In A Coma

Rebeca's POV:

“(I shake his hand.) Rebeca. Do you know where I can find this room by any chance?”
 I showed Louis the list from the binder, and he read through. “Well, I don’t actually work here, but I suppose he is three rooms away from here.” I smiled as he handed me back the list. “I’m sorry to bother you. Thank you for your help though.” I grinned and prepared to walk away. “I’ll be happy to see more of you Rebeca.” We shared a little chuckle as I walked through a straight line of rooms till I targeted the desired one.

I really didn’t know that I was assigned to the comma section, and I just realized that once I saw the patient lying in a deep sleep. I recorded the rates and numbers, as I plugged in a new ejection in the serum sack. A huge part of me was always dreaming of saving people’s lives and taking care of anyone who needed help; I guess this did affect my career choice. I read the next name on my list, and it was where Louis was standing previously. He really seemed to be a stress reliever and a pleasant fellow, but I wonder who he was visiting. I walked again towards the room, but no sign of Louis what so ever. I knocked lightly on the door before I grabbed the handle and opened it to enter.

“Well, if it isn’t Nurse Rebeca again. Missed me my yankee doodle new buddy?” Louis made me laugh, as soon as he spotted me walking inside. As I walked closer and saw the patient in the bed, I felt a quiver vibrate my entire body. It was a perfect face, with a bone structure that is worth the treasures of the whole world. There he lied, breathing in silence, as the sleep took over his life phase. I couldn’t believe that this beautiful, young man was in a comma. I wonder why, because I really feel that he somehow doesn’t deserve it what so ever.

“Is everything alright?” Louis asked and it made me snap from my gaze at the curly haired charmer. “I’m sorry to ask, but why is he in a comma?” I wish I didn’t ask, because Louis’s expressions changed to sad and constant gloom. “(He sighed.) Not genetically, but he is exactly like a little brother to me. We all went out to celebrate for our new album, but when the night ended; Harry drove back alone to his place and he really was drunk… (He tilted his head down for 2 seconds, and then looked at Harry.) It’s been 2 weeks now.” I didn’t dare to talk anymore, I felt a huge lump in my throat from the depressed story, but mainly I felt like tearing up; which I couldn’t at all. “I’m sure he will wake up in no time Louis. (I glanced at the machines and wrote down the ratings) His ratings are perfectly normal, so don’t worry he is more than fine. Just imagine that he is sleeping because he is tired.” I tried to cheer him up, but then I remembered what my boss warned me of; but what could I do? I am very sensitive and caring when it comes to such cases.

“You really are kind, not like the other nurse that used to come on Mondays. Thank you so much it really means a lot to me.” He finally smiled lightly, and it made me nod and return it back to him, as I left the sleeping prince with his best friend. I know that I have Nick, and yes I love him, but still if I wasn’t in a relationship; I would be stupid if I didn’t hook up with Harry. I can’t believe how his attraction is calling me nonstop, even though he is in a deep sleep! What am I blabbing about now? Ugh I must learn how to control my emotions and sensitivity.

I proceeded my day normally, and I handed out the piece of binder pad to the main desk, before I left in a cab back home. I texted Nick that I was done and he told me that he will meet me at my aunt’s house, which is where I currently live. My parents are alive, but not in London; I only have my aunt Chloe here. She is very loving and takes care of me like I was one of her own, but I barely had time to see her since she has her own company to run. I went out of the taxi, as I felt two hands scoop my waist from the behind. I turned to face my adorable boyfriend, as he leaned in to kiss me.
 “How was your first day?” I smiled as we walked into the house, holding hands in comfort and a never ending flow of warmth.

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