I'm a Directioner.. Get me out of here!
Chapter TwentyTwo
*Emily's POV*
Niall stayed the night, unfortunately we couldn't share a bed, because of this damn leg contraption, but they moved another bed next to mine, so at least we could hug/touch whilst we slept.
My operation was only days away and every nurse told me the doctor would be in to talk about the 'safety precautions' but the doctor kept delaying it, I tried to block out the thought that it might be something bad and focus back on the ruckus in the room.
'Look.. Mr. Horan, I'm afraid you can't just dismiss us! You are not a qualified nurse!' The nurse sounded frustrated but maintained a level of respect for Niall.
'But I want to be her nurse..' He let out a stroppy sounding whine and stamped his foot, crossing his arms.
'Okay.. Mr. Horan, you can be her nurse for most things, but the rest of the staff will still have to visit Ms. Phillips, so you can't turn them away.. Okay?' Niall, looked up at her and nodded, with one of his stupid grins on his face. The nurse led him out of the room and I laid in bed looking at the ceiling.
What if I'm going to be paralysed for life? What if the bones are too broken to be repaired? I will never walk again.. I shook my head, I can't think like this. I need to keep positive.
*Niall's POV*
The nurse led me out the room and found a 'male nurse' uniform for me, which of course I edited to match my own style. Styles... urgh. That bastard. If I was going to be Emily's nurse, I would do it properly. I had the nurses uniform on, and put a snapback on my head, smirking at my reflection in the mirror.. MCNialler.. I let out a laugh, singing 'Gansta's Paradise' in my head.
The nurse then gave me a tour of the hospital and informed the head nurse about the new arrangements, she wasn't happy, but obliged. When the tour had ended and we returned to Emily's room, I adjusted my nurse attire, before pushing through the double swing doors. Emily looked startled and a brown curly haired man turned to face me. It was Styles.
'What are you doing here?' I growled and looked at Emily, who had obviously been crying. I stormed over to Harry and picked him up out of the chair, using his collar.
'Did you hurt her?'I growled, looking him right in the eye, before dropping and flinging him back into the chair.
Emily laid silently in the bed, tears silently streaming down her face but a smile appeared as we made eye contact.
'Nurse Horan..' Emily let out a cute giggle and I walked over to her bed and kissed her forehead. Harry was still sitting in the chair, hyperventilating.
'Look.. Guys.. I'm sorry..' Harry whispered.
Niall stayed the night, unfortunately we couldn't share a bed, because of this damn leg contraption, but they moved another bed next to mine, so at least we could hug/touch whilst we slept.
My operation was only days away and every nurse told me the doctor would be in to talk about the 'safety precautions' but the doctor kept delaying it, I tried to block out the thought that it might be something bad and focus back on the ruckus in the room.
'Look.. Mr. Horan, I'm afraid you can't just dismiss us! You are not a qualified nurse!' The nurse sounded frustrated but maintained a level of respect for Niall.
'But I want to be her nurse..' He let out a stroppy sounding whine and stamped his foot, crossing his arms.
'Okay.. Mr. Horan, you can be her nurse for most things, but the rest of the staff will still have to visit Ms. Phillips, so you can't turn them away.. Okay?' Niall, looked up at her and nodded, with one of his stupid grins on his face. The nurse led him out of the room and I laid in bed looking at the ceiling.
What if I'm going to be paralysed for life? What if the bones are too broken to be repaired? I will never walk again.. I shook my head, I can't think like this. I need to keep positive.
*Niall's POV*
The nurse led me out the room and found a 'male nurse' uniform for me, which of course I edited to match my own style. Styles... urgh. That bastard. If I was going to be Emily's nurse, I would do it properly. I had the nurses uniform on, and put a snapback on my head, smirking at my reflection in the mirror.. MCNialler.. I let out a laugh, singing 'Gansta's Paradise' in my head.
The nurse then gave me a tour of the hospital and informed the head nurse about the new arrangements, she wasn't happy, but obliged. When the tour had ended and we returned to Emily's room, I adjusted my nurse attire, before pushing through the double swing doors. Emily looked startled and a brown curly haired man turned to face me. It was Styles.
'What are you doing here?' I growled and looked at Emily, who had obviously been crying. I stormed over to Harry and picked him up out of the chair, using his collar.
'Did you hurt her?'I growled, looking him right in the eye, before dropping and flinging him back into the chair.
Emily laid silently in the bed, tears silently streaming down her face but a smile appeared as we made eye contact.
'Nurse Horan..' Emily let out a cute giggle and I walked over to her bed and kissed her forehead. Harry was still sitting in the chair, hyperventilating.
'Look.. Guys.. I'm sorry..' Harry whispered.
Notes
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