The Nurse
I Don't Want To Get Your Dress Dirty
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Rebeca’s POV:
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“Didn’t anyone teach you some manners when you were a little jerk?” Harry was growling in sarcasm and anger; I was still shocked as I stood still in my position. Nick stood up and pushed Harry, but he didn’t fall; he just repelled a little. “(He spoke sarcastically.)Well, well, well! If it isn’t Harry Styles. (He turned to look at me and spoke.) Don’t tell me, you two are together already? Isn’t that lovely?” Nick started to laugh, but 1 second later a huge fist punched his jaw and made him lose his focus.
“Get out of here, before you witness your flesh separated from you bones.” Honestly? Yes, that made me shake in fear more! I never saw Harry this violent before! Oh god, I must do something before they rip each other off! “Harr-…” He cut me off and spoke in rage:“Get inside, Rebeca.” I quickly undid my lock and opened the door, but Nick was back with a straight vision; he slammed my door and I screamed from the horror of being hit again.
He couldn’t lay a finger on me, because he was tripped on the ground with Harry sitting on top off him; filling his face with infinite punches. I cried as I ran to push Harry off of Nick, but he wasn’t noticing how hard his punches were. “HARRY PLEASE! (I cried and yelled, while my hand tried pulling his weight off of Nick.) HARRY YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM PLEASE STOP! (I started seeing blood, but the source of the bleeding wasn’t clear!)”
He started slowing down, and then when he breathed out like a lion unchained, he stood up and looked at me with the desire of killing someone. Presumingly to my knowledge, Harry’s driver got out of the car and ran towards us. “Mr. Styles what’s going on!?” Harry breathed out his deadly breath and spoke: “Get him out of here before I finish what I started…” The driver pulled Nick away from the ground and helped him to move away from us as far as possible. I stood there still crying and shaking like a toothpick in a windy atmosphere. I couldn’t believe what happened, it was just so brutal and barbaric, but to be quiet truthful; I thank god a billion times for blessing me with Harry’s show up.
I saw Harry’s face staring at me, as he started to cool down and regain his stable form. He opened his arms and looked at me warmly; I didn’t even hesitate in rushing into his arms, and sobbing more. “Shhh. (He cooed.) It’s all over now, baby… It’s only me and you now… Breathe…”I am clueless on how I actually felt calmer from his words, and the way he brushed my hair. I dug my head in his chest as he held me tighter in his masculine arms. I finally stopped crying and I slowly loosened from our embrace. I noticed that my dress had some red stains on the hip area; my eyes blew up when I saw the reason!
Harry’s fists were bleeding; I took his wrist and dragged him inside. He walked along with me as I kept guiding his wrist to the living room. “Don’t move I’ll be right back!” I ran upstairs and fetched my first aid kit (http://blog.sitata.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/first-aid-kit1.jpg), and quickly ran downstairs were Harry was sitting in silence. I sat on the table facing him, and took his hands to place them on my lap. He pulled his hands away once they landed on my lap; he looked at me in sadness and spoke: “I don’t want to get your dress dirty.” I shook my head and pulled his hands on my lap again, making sure that he understood that I don’t care about my dress anymore.
I took out the sanitized wipe, and brushed it softly at his bleeding fists; he winced a little because the sense of alcohol in the wipe has a little stingy reaction. From the peer of my eye, I saw him looking at me tenderly, but I kept my focus on placing cream, and wrapping a bandage on each fist. “There. (I finished and held his hands in mine.) Feeling better?” He didn’t reply with words, instead he brushed his lips on mine and moved them passionately (http://data3.whicdn.com/images/58366225/tumblr_miqidyKoem1rjxnllo1_500_large.gif). It was what I honestly needed more than anything in the world, at this exact moment.
Rebeca’s POV:
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“Didn’t anyone teach you some manners when you were a little jerk?” Harry was growling in sarcasm and anger; I was still shocked as I stood still in my position. Nick stood up and pushed Harry, but he didn’t fall; he just repelled a little. “(He spoke sarcastically.)Well, well, well! If it isn’t Harry Styles. (He turned to look at me and spoke.) Don’t tell me, you two are together already? Isn’t that lovely?” Nick started to laugh, but 1 second later a huge fist punched his jaw and made him lose his focus.
“Get out of here, before you witness your flesh separated from you bones.” Honestly? Yes, that made me shake in fear more! I never saw Harry this violent before! Oh god, I must do something before they rip each other off! “Harr-…” He cut me off and spoke in rage:“Get inside, Rebeca.” I quickly undid my lock and opened the door, but Nick was back with a straight vision; he slammed my door and I screamed from the horror of being hit again.
He couldn’t lay a finger on me, because he was tripped on the ground with Harry sitting on top off him; filling his face with infinite punches. I cried as I ran to push Harry off of Nick, but he wasn’t noticing how hard his punches were. “HARRY PLEASE! (I cried and yelled, while my hand tried pulling his weight off of Nick.) HARRY YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM PLEASE STOP! (I started seeing blood, but the source of the bleeding wasn’t clear!)”
He started slowing down, and then when he breathed out like a lion unchained, he stood up and looked at me with the desire of killing someone. Presumingly to my knowledge, Harry’s driver got out of the car and ran towards us. “Mr. Styles what’s going on!?” Harry breathed out his deadly breath and spoke: “Get him out of here before I finish what I started…” The driver pulled Nick away from the ground and helped him to move away from us as far as possible. I stood there still crying and shaking like a toothpick in a windy atmosphere. I couldn’t believe what happened, it was just so brutal and barbaric, but to be quiet truthful; I thank god a billion times for blessing me with Harry’s show up.
I saw Harry’s face staring at me, as he started to cool down and regain his stable form. He opened his arms and looked at me warmly; I didn’t even hesitate in rushing into his arms, and sobbing more. “Shhh. (He cooed.) It’s all over now, baby… It’s only me and you now… Breathe…”I am clueless on how I actually felt calmer from his words, and the way he brushed my hair. I dug my head in his chest as he held me tighter in his masculine arms. I finally stopped crying and I slowly loosened from our embrace. I noticed that my dress had some red stains on the hip area; my eyes blew up when I saw the reason!
Harry’s fists were bleeding; I took his wrist and dragged him inside. He walked along with me as I kept guiding his wrist to the living room. “Don’t move I’ll be right back!” I ran upstairs and fetched my first aid kit (http://blog.sitata.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/first-aid-kit1.jpg), and quickly ran downstairs were Harry was sitting in silence. I sat on the table facing him, and took his hands to place them on my lap. He pulled his hands away once they landed on my lap; he looked at me in sadness and spoke: “I don’t want to get your dress dirty.” I shook my head and pulled his hands on my lap again, making sure that he understood that I don’t care about my dress anymore.
I took out the sanitized wipe, and brushed it softly at his bleeding fists; he winced a little because the sense of alcohol in the wipe has a little stingy reaction. From the peer of my eye, I saw him looking at me tenderly, but I kept my focus on placing cream, and wrapping a bandage on each fist. “There. (I finished and held his hands in mine.) Feeling better?” He didn’t reply with words, instead he brushed his lips on mine and moved them passionately (http://data3.whicdn.com/images/58366225/tumblr_miqidyKoem1rjxnllo1_500_large.gif). It was what I honestly needed more than anything in the world, at this exact moment.
Notes
Thank goodness for our courageous Harry, who showed up to be a blessing to save our vulnerable Rebeca from the terror she witnessed for the first time in her life. :'D!! <3 Aren't we all glad that nothing happened to Rebeca? And speaking of the beautiful main character, didn't we all just loved how she took care of Harry instantly? True she is a nurse, but she did it because she loves him more than anything in this world <3 :'D There is more my wonderful readers so:KEEP READING DARLINGS! :D xx
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