(Harry's POV)

"I'm sorry Harry. But I'm leaving." Amber said stuffing her clothes in the suitcase I bought her. As she walked to my side of the bed and grabbed the picture of the both of us, I grabbed her arm making her look away.

"You can't leave me amber! I need you!" I said with my voice cracking. She swatted my hand away from her as she zipped the bag up.

"So what now? Your in a wheel chair for your whole life now?"

"I just broke my leg Amber! The doctor said I'll be fine in a few months."

"What about your job Harold! What about all the money your gonna waste because you fucking broke your leg because you were playing with Louis who you know is immature!"

"It was on accident! Everyone breaks a bone at some point in their life!"

"But not now Harold! All this money your wasting now since you just started tour! And now all this money is probably thrown down the drain because you wanna play soccer!" She said walking to the door, placing her hand on the handle. I felt my heart shatter in a million pieces as I watch the supposedly love of my life walk out.

"I love you Harold. But I'm sorry."

I kept looking over at that girl while I ate the food she fixed me. Shes just sitting their giggling looking at her phone while I'm just like... Fuck you.

As I was down eating, I slammed the fork onto the plate and pushed the plate away from me, leaning back onto my bed so I could go back to sleep without her interrupting me this time.

"Umm.. Hello? Maid? Whatever your name is?" I said waving my hands up in the air catching her attention. She looked over at me, laying her phone in her lap.

"I'm your nurse Mr. Styles. My name is nurse Jamie but you can just call me Jamie." She said standing up and walking toward me. She stood in front of the television blocking my view.

"Can you move from in front of the fucking Tele and throw my food out. I'm done with it." She narrowed her eyes as she put her hands on her hips. She looked like she was getting made while I just gestured for her to get the plate.

"I am not your maid, butler, or slave! I'm your nurse! And I'm suppose to help you!" She yelled angrily at me.

"I don't need your help!"

"Oh you don't?" She said smirking. She walked over to my side of the bed and grabbed my arm, yanking me out of the bed while I held my leg and groaned in pain.

"What the fuck! That shit hurt!" I yelled, grabbing hold of my broken leg, trying to stop the throbbing pain now. She stood there and watched me struggling to get back up on my feet.

"Aren't you supposedly a fucking nurse? Your suppose to help me!" I yelled again at her, only making her laugh.

"But didn't you just say you don't need my help?" She said innocently. I groaned once again, rolling my eyes trying to get myself back up. But with the pain, it was no use trying.

"We'll your a nurse! Do your job!"

"Not until you say it."

"Say what?"

"Say you need my help."

"You need my money, so I suggest you fucking get me off the ground where you put me."

"Nope."

"Yes! Now!"

"Not until you say it."

"I'm not fucking saying it!"

"Then I guess your staying on the ground."

"Get me up!"

"Just say it."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!"

"Yes."

"No.."

"Fuck Harry! Just say it!" I looked down and sighed before looking back up at her.

"Mr. Styles too you." She mumbled whatever under her breath as she walked to my bedroom door, opening it. As she was about to walk out, I raised my hand and yelled.

"Okay.. Okay.." I said making her turn back to me.

"I'll say it." She smirked and crossed her arms against her chest, walking back over to me. She stood their for a few seconds as I gathered enough courage to just say it.

"Get me up Jamie."

"What's the magic word.." She sung smiling. I rolled my eyes as I cursed her out in so many eyes in my head.

"Please.. Get me up Jamie."

"Again.."

"Jamie.. Please get me up."

"Again.." She sung.

"Fuck you! Just get me up! I said it like three fucking times!" I yelled! She walked over to me and grabbed my arm, gently lifting me up. She pulled my arm over her shoulders and she laid me back onto the bed. I got comfortable as she grabbed the plate and began walking to the door.

"Thanks Jamie.." I mumbled. She turned around, with her hair swinging in the air.

"It's Ms. Fielder to you."

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(Jamie's POV)

I felt on Harry's leg as his body jumped every time I touched a certain spot. I looked up at Harry as he watched me.

"On a scale of one through ten, tell me how much this hurts." I said as he nodded his head. I took a deep breath before applying pressure on his bone, making his body jolt up while he sucked his teeth, wincing in pain.

It wasn't hard to tell what number that was. So I removed my hands from his leg and wrapped it back up.

"How did you break it like this?" I giggled looking up at him. He sunk back into the bed as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink, sending butterflies all through my stomach.

"I was playing soccer with Louis and the boys.. Then next thing you know, I'm in the hospital with a cast on my leg." Harry chuckled. I giggled as I finished wrapping his leg back up.

"Same old Harry.." I mumbled under my breath.

"What?" He said.

"Nothing.." I replied quickly. He shrugged his shoulder before going back to what he was Doing. I stood up from the bed and walked over to Harry who moved back when I got closer and closer to him.

"Can you just stop acting so immature? I just have to take your temperature." I groaned. He rolled his eyes and scooted back over to me as I placed the thermometer under his tongue.

I stood their awkwardly with my boobs in his face as I waited for it to beep. Once it did, I instantly moved away and checked it.

"97.4" I said turning it off.

"Not bad.." I added.

"I'm going to get your pills for the pain okay? I'll be back in a few minutes." I said walking to the door. I opened the door as I heard Harry call my name. I looked back at him and it was so cute by the way he was looking at me.

"Yes Mr. Styles?"

"I feel like I remember you? Have we never met before?" He asked. My heart began to pump really fast as I thought of a quick excuse so he wouldn't suspect anything.

"No Mr. Styles. I don't ever recall meeting you before." I said looking away from him.

"Oh.. My bad then. Forget it."

Notes

I going to update often this weekend since I haven't updated this in a while.

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