Falling

Chapter Seven

TW///mentions of suicide, self harm, depression.

Entry 4~
I'm in trouble...

I think I'm in love with my nurse.

But how can I not be? He's sweet, kind, he listens, he brings me treats, he makes me feel safe, not to mention that he's so fucking gorgeous.

I shouldn't be writing any of this.

I shouldn't even be thinking this.

I just can't help it though...I've never had someone be this great before and I just can't get over it.

What if he likes me back? I mean he did put his hand on my thigh last night. What if that means something?

It probably doesn't, he's probably not even gay.

Wishful thinking right?

God I sound like a teenage girl writing in her fucking diary...

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Louis' pov:

These last couple days I've noticed Harry writing and drawing in his journal a lot. It seems like every time I come in he's at his little desk just lost in the pages of his journal.

I obviously don't read the entries that he writes, that's private for him. However he does allow me to look at the drawings. Most of the drawings are of his cat, Beatrice. He seemed to miss her a lot and it broke my heart to know that she was taken to a shelter.

"Do you know what happened to her?" He asked after I'd been in his room for a moment. He had his knees up to his chest, he sat like this often I noticed.

"To your cat?" I confirmed, watching as he nodded softly and rested his chin on his right knee.

"Well I don't know this for sure...but I think that once your landlord found you she was still in the apartment." I told him, really not wanting to break the news that his cat was taken from the premises.

"Yeah? Then what happened to her?" He asked, his eyes glazing over and I just felt awful.

"Umm I think that she got taken to a shelter near your apartment complex." I broke the news softly, hoping he wouldn't be too devastated. However the look on his face told me that my wish wouldn't come true.

Tears came to his eyes and he quickly wiped them away. "But...she's old and I mean she's missing a bit of her ear. Nobody's gonna adopt her. That's not fair for her, she deserves to live her life somewhere comfortable..." he told me, hiding his face in his hands and sniffled sadly.

"I'm so sorry love..." I said sadly, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder and rubbing it a bit with the same hand.

I felt so guilty, this cat was the only thing he had...it hurt my heart to see how devastated he was when they took that one and only thing away from him.

•

I knew I shouldn't be doing this...

It was totally inappropriate because Harry was literally my patient and I had no right to do things like this for him.

But I couldn't help it, the look on his face when I told him about Beatrice made me just want to scoop him up and hug him until the look went away.

So that's why I'm here, sitting in the parking lot of the animal shelter contemplating going in and looking for Harry's one and a half-eared cat.

In the end, I decided that I needed to do this for Harry. So I got out of the car, walking in and going up to the front desk. "Hi...I'm Louis, I'm here to adopt a cat" I told the lady sitting behind the desk.

"Hello Louis, I'm Marie and you've come to the right place. We've got plenty of cats and kittens up for adoption." She smiled warmly and handed me a clipboard so I could fill out paperwork.

As I stood there filling out the paperwork I looked up. "I'm actually looking for a specific cat, she's a grey tabby and she's missing half of one of her ears. She's a senior cat as well" I told the woman as I scribbled out the paperwork.

"Oh yes! She came from an apartment of a young man that attempted suicide...so sad, do you know what happened to the man?" She asked, clicking the keys on her keyboard.

"Uh yeah...he's a family friend. He's alive, now in recovery" I lied, not wanting to give away where Harry was.

"Oh perfect, well once you're finished filling out your paperwork I'll take you back to see her. Good thing you got here when you did, today was supposed to be her euthanasia day." She said happily which honestly made my heart skip a beat when she said the word euthanasia.

I'm honestly glad I got here when I did, poor Harry would've been devastated to hear about that.

Once my paperwork was finished, she led me back to the kennels where there were about 100 cats and I have no clue how many dogs.

At the very end of the hall, there was Beatrice sleeping in her little kennel.

"Hello Beatrice. Hope you're well." I smiled softly as the receptionist opened her cage door and transferred her into another kennel for me to take.

After that I was on my way to the car...with a cat, Harry's cat...

Now I had to go get cat things.

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Niall definitely gave me shit when I came home with Beatrice. He didn't care really, however he did tease me about the fact that I said I didn't have feelings for Harry...

That it couldn't go anywhere and now here I was with Harry's cat...

He does have a point I guess.

But the next day at work I made my rounds and went to Harry last. He'd just gotten out of a therapy appointment and he was quiet and looked absolutely exhausted.

"Good morning love, how was your therapy appointment?" I asked softly and sat down at his desk as he was sitting on his bed staring off.

He just shrugged, not saying a word right now and honestly I don't know if I could blame him.

"They wanna put me on pills. Supposedly they think that that'll somehow just magically make me happy." He muttered, eyes eyes tearing up and I could tell that he really didn't want to be medicated.

"Well...I dunno what I can do to change that but I'll try my best" I told him with a soft smile as he quickly wiped his eyes, which were droopy and had dark circles. I could tell he wasn't sleeping much.

"But I do have some news for you that I think you might want to hear..." I started, making him perk up and look at me in the eyes. "I found the shelter that Beatrice is at. They were going to euthanize her but I went yesterday and well...I adopted her." I continued while pulling my phone out of the pocket of my scrubs and showing him the pictures I took of Beatrice and her now at my apartment.

Tears fell from his eyes as he looked at the pictures. "Oh Louis...I dunno what to say, or even how to thank you...I mean...just..." he mumbled, so speechless and that made me smile.

"You don't have to thank me love, she'll be waiting for you when you get out of here." I told him as he got up, surprising me with a hug.

"Thank you..." he whispered as he squeezed me tight.

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