I know places.

I find Zayn sitting on the chair outside so I sit next to him, but he stands when he sees me.
"Is she ok?" He has bloodshot eyes.
"We got her back, you can relax now." I brush his arm
"Thank you Lyla" He hugs me and I'm caught off guard, he backs away slowly and I look in his eyes. He lets go and goes back to his nan's room I sit down and sigh and rub my face with my hands.

"Hey Lyla, is it ok we go in?" I look up and see Liam, Louis and Niall. I stand up slowly "Ah yea of course." I smile.


After checking on a few patients I go and check up on Zayn's grandmother. I carefully open the door and can hear singing.

The choices we make
Change the path that we take

Wow he has a stunning voice.

But I know, that somewhere out there
There's a path that we chose
There's a life that we share
There's a love and it grows

He sounds amazing, he must be close with his grandmother just like I am with mine, it really warms my heart.

"Sorry to interrupt, you have an amazing voice." I sit beside him. "Thanks, I only really sing for her." His shy now.
"I can't lose her" He sniffles. "Hey you won't" I put my hand on his back.

What is happening to me a few weeks ago I swore to Harry and myself that I would never fall for another man again, but this feeling I feel like I know Zayn but then Harry is in the other room whose life is turned upside down because of me. But after telling him about Jack and I was the real cause of his accident he hates me now, so he probably won't care. But can I really move on?





Harry's POV:

My life is turned upside down I am blind and only see darkness, the only light I feel is when she comes in the room. I know i'm being a dick but I don't know how to cope. Truth is I haven't really moved on from what she did, but I want to I really do but I don't know how. All I know is yes she did to me was terrible but I can't be without her, then why am I pushing her away. I guess it's my way of dealing with this situation.

I miss her face, her eyes, her smile, her lips it's funny I can't see anymore but I remember her picture perfect every single beautiful feature she has.

"Hey bro" I hear a voice. "Liam"
"Yea mate, Lou and Niall here too."

I nod my head. "Started any rehab?" I think Louis asks. "Um no later on, hows your little lad going?" I ask him. "Good growing day by day."



"Hey boys" I recognise Lyla's voice. "I have to do a set of obs."
I pull my arm out for her to put the blood pressure cuff on it, I feel her hand around my arm and feel sparks. I hear the machine go off.

"OH SHIT" I hear her yell.


"Boys, boys what's happening." I ask hoping she is ok.

"Nothing her pager want off and bolted" Liam says.


About half an hour later just chatting with the boys I can't help but feel uncomfortable around them, I know their my brothers and they will never judge but it's how I feel.


"Hey everything ok Lyla?" Louis voice I hear. I hope she's ok.
"Huh yea" I hear a sniffle sound, has she been crying?
"Are you sure" Another boy says, "I umm just lost a patient."
"Um sorry I need a moment, I'll be back to check on you Harry."

I hear the door close, all I want to do is get up and comfort her.

"Liam can you go check on her please."

"Of course man"



Lyla's POV:

I hate this part of my job I have just lost a patient, it was some old man I had been looking after for about a month now, he was so sweet always telling me things about his family, his deceased wife but at least their at peace together now.

"Hey you ok?" I see Zayn. I shake my head "no I just lost a patient.
"Oh I'm sorry" He pats my leg.

"Lyla" I look the other way. "Just checking on you" Liam says. "I better leave you to it" Zayn says walking away. I get up and go to Harry's room that wasn't awkward at all.


"Are you ok Ly" Harry kindly asks me. I wait for the BP matching to get an accurate reading. "Yea all good, you do need to worry." I wait.
"Good"
"What is it?" He asks reminding him I can't see "Sorry umm 130 over 70"

"Ok so your therapist will be here soon, so we will get you organised. I'll get you a wheelchair." I say putting my pen down.


I come back "Is it ok if the boys stay" he asks me, "Of course the more support the better." I look to the boys. "Liam can you give me a hand" I walk to Harry's bed. "We are going to get you out of bed now" I say nervously not knowing if his ready.

"Yea I think I'm ready." He says. "That's the attitude lad" Louis speaks up.

Liam and I on both sides of Harry. We take both his hands and help him up with much success. "Are you ok H" I ask him, "a bit discomfort but keep going." He proudly says.

"Nialler can you wheel it closer please."
"Your nearly there Harry." I smile as all his weight is on Liam and I hands as he stands firmly on the ground. "Ok were gonna spin you around now" he nods.

"Ok turn again, and again" I instruct as we still hold him. "Ok and sit like you would on a toilet" I lightly chuckle and he does, Liam and I slowly lower him into the chair.

"Great job Harry you did it." I bend down to the chair and rub his back. "I did" He grins "Yes you did"
"I did it" He whispers in relief. I take the breaks off and begin to wheel him out.

"You boys coming?" I ask. "Can we" Niall asks and i nod my head.

We start walking\ wheeling down the hallway like the squad that we are. I turn to the left taking short cuts to the elevator. Louis then takes over as I have all his paper work in my hand. "Can he go for a little spin " Louis asks me I roll my eyes.

"Yea I don't see why not" I laugh. "Ready lad" He says and Harry happily nods.


Louis then rapidly speeds up with Harry in the wheelchair and he is having fun which I'm glad. Louis is running the chair and Liam and Niall try and catch up. "Chuck a left" I yell out and Louis takes a sharp left turn.

"WHOOOOOO" I hear and laugh.

"Ok stop here" which Louis does. I press the elevator button to go up. The doors open and I stand between the doors as the boys and Louis wheels Harry in. I press number seven and we wait.

"I hate elevators" Niall says.

"Wait where's Lyla?" Harry asks. "i'm still here Harry." I shuffle through his papers. The doors open and we all get out and make our way to the rehab room.


I go in and explain Harry's case to him. "Ok so Harry Styles, age 22, was in a car accident nearly a month ago. His vision is temporally gone and not much feeling his legs but with loads of training he will recuperate." I say confidently

"Ok great, and they are" he says looking at all the boys chatting and Harry laughing. "There is squad I guess, is it ok if they stay?" I ask.
"yea of course." He agrees thank god.


"Ok boys, I'll come back down when his done."
"Your not staying?" Harry asks, "I can't I have some work to do, I'll be back less than hour"

"Thanks Lyla" He says and I smile leaving him and his 'squad' I know his in good, safe, funny hands.

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