Harry was a nervous wreck as he rode in the front of the ambulance. They asked Harry’s blood type and decided to give Edward that type of blood. It wasn’t taking too well, because the bleeding wasn’t completely stopped. They worked on trying to stop the bleeding until they could get him into surgery. When they reached the hospital, Harry took off running after them. A paramedic stopped him.
“They won’t let you in to see him just yet,” the paramedic said. “Not until he’s done in surgery.”
“But he’s my brother!” Harry wailed.
“I know, honey,” the paramedic said. “Just sit tight. You’ll know something soon.”
Harry nodded and went inside to call his mother. She picked up on the third ring. “Hello?”
“Mum, it’s Harry,” Harry sobbed.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“Edward...he got...got stabbed, mama,” Harry said.
Anne screamed on the other end of the line. “NO! NO!”
“He’s alive,” Harry said, and heard his mother breathe in relief. “He’s in surgery now.”
“Which hospital?” she asked.
Harry gave her the name and she said she’d be there immediately. Daniel came running in next, followed by Louis.
“LOU!” Harry cried, flinging his arms around him. “YOU’RE OKAY!”
“Thanks to Daniel here,” Louis said with a smile. “Totally ran Charlie off the road, and then the cops came. Charlie will go to jail for a LONG time for domestic violence AND attempted murder.”
“That’s so wonderful,” Harry said.
“How’s your brother?” he whispered.
“He’s in surgery,” Harry said. “Nothing to do now but wait.”
And wait they did. Harry’s mother arrived shortly after, hugging Harry close and weeping. For the next three hours, Harry did nothing but pace. The others napped and Harry finally grew tired enough to nap himself. He felt himself being shaken awake some time later, and looked up sleepily to see a doctor. He stood up at once. “My brother. How’s he?”
“Well, it was a rocky road for awhile,” the doctor said. “That’s why his surgery took so long. It took us awhile to find what all had been ruptured and every time we’d try fixing it, he’d take convulsions. We realized this was from the major blood loss he suffered. But we finally fixed it successfully, gave him a blood transfusion once surgery was complete, and I’m proud to say he’s gonna be just fine. However, had it been another inch to the left, he would’ve been a goner. Thankfully, that didn’t happen and he’ll heal up nicely and be totally okay.”
Anne yelled in relief and Harry closed his eyes, sighing happily. “Can we see him?”
“He’s in recovery and he is awake and alert, so yes. Right this way.”
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Edward woke up to lights shining in his eyes, the drugs given to him wearing thin now in his system. How long had he been out? He looked down and lifted the blanket and his hospital gown, seeing the bandaged-up stab wound on his abdomen. Well, at least I’m alive, Edward thought, relieved. It’ll be one hell of a scar...but I’m here. I’m alright.
The curtain parted at the moment, and a very attractive female nurse stepped in. Edward gulped; wow, she was a beautiful one. She was young, maybe about twenty-three or so, if Edward had to guess. She looked as if she were still in nursing school, if Edward had to venture another guess. She was blonde, natural blonde, for Edward didn’t see any root in her hair. She had really pretty eyes, not quite green and not quite blue. Edward could tell there were curves under those scrubs, too, and he gulped again. It had been ages since he’d looked at a woman like this before. Well, before Daniel, that is.
“Mr. Styles,” she said, flashing him a nice smile. She even had an American accent; even better, Edward thought. He had a weakness for American women. “The doctor asked me to come back, see if you needed anything.”
Edward’s mind, still a little foggy with drugs, played several innuendo-related replies to that statement. He smiled and said, “Nothing this hospital can give me, that’s for sure. Unless it’s you, that is.”
The nurse grinned. “Aw, you’re sweet.”
Edward shrugged a little. “Eh. I try.”
“So no drugs or water or anything like that?” the nurse asked.
“Um....” Edward said. “Could you maybe fluff m’pillow?”
The nurse chuckled. “Sure. Lift up for me a second, okay? But be careful; you don’t want to bust your stitches.”
“I know a stitch I could bust,” Edward said, offering the nurse a cheeky grin.
“Oh, stop!” she said, giggling.
As she was fluffing his pillow, he caught a glimpse of her name tag. “So...Wendy, is it?”
“MmHm,” Wendy said, putting the pillow back under his head. “The name I was born with.”
“Sexy name,” Edward said, and Wendy blushed.
“You’re such a sweet thing, you know that?” she said, giggling. “I’ll come back later to check on you, okay?”
“Looking forward to it,” Edward said with a wink as a giggling Wendy stepped out of the curtain.
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“Is that Harry Styles in there?!” Wendy’s fellow nurse and good friend, Sophia, asked her.
“His twin, Edward,” Wendy said, checking his chart. “Such a sweet guy.”
“Well...” Sophia said. “I heard him in there flirting up a storm with you. Too bad he has a boyfriend, eh?”
“Yeah,” Wendy said. “But he’s bisexual, right?”
Sophia nodded. “Mmm Hmm. But that boyfriend of his is seriously hot stuff! His name is Daniel and OH. MY. GOD. Danward forever!”
Wendy laughed. “Danward?”
“The ship name I made up for them,” Sophia said with a grin. “Also, how awesome is it that Larry is out? I shipped them WAY BEFORE that! I think I’m their biggest shipper, really.”
Wendy smiled. “They are a nice couple. They’re on their way back here to see–“
“Seriously?!” Sophia asked. “Are you bullshitting me?!”
“No,” Wendy said with a chuckle. “Ah, look. Here they come. Be cool, Sophia. Be. Cool.”
That was hard. Sophia was giddier than a school girl at the sight of Louis and Harry, hand in hand. “They’re here. They are really. Right. Here. In the hospital I work in. RIGHT HERE.”
Wendy just laughed and smiled, happy to see her friend finally witnessing this right before her eyes.
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Edward was discharged the next day and was told to take it easy. Thankfully, he had a week off of school and wouldn’t be missing anything, and Harry, Daniel, and Louis were helping take really good care of him. Edward couldn’t get that cute nurse out of his mind, either. Hell, he’d even dreamt about her. Although he loved Daniel so much, he knew Wendy was gonna be the object of his desire until he completely forgot all about her. Her face. Her eyes. Her smile. Her laugh. Her everything.
Damn.
