Night Shift [h.s]

twenty two

☁️ HARRY ☁️

My heart had been thumping in my chest so wildly for the past half an hour. Thirty minutes felt like five hours when Lana was shivering in the floor in the middle of the corridor. One of the nurses had jumped into action and bought a blanket to cover her with whilst someone else frantically ran around trying to search for a bed. Anything would've been better than the floor.

The news travelled around to Karmen soon enough and he had managed to find a bed somewhere in the ED, I suppose those were the perks when you worked here. Lana had fallen asleep on the floor by the time it took to actually get her a bed and that in itself just went to show how utterly overworked we were, to the point where even our own staff couldn't get a bed when they were laying on the floor, hardly able to move a muscle.

I had sat with Lana on the floor for the whole thirty minutes, not once did I take my hand away from her cheek and not once did I leave her side. I couldn't. I couldn't leave her side when my body was fuelled with so much anxiety. I knew I had to a job to be doing and patients to be seeing, but right now Lana needed me more than anybody else in this hospital. I physically couldn't take myself away from her. I couldn't leave her when she had no one else around her.

She was shivering on the floor and whimpering that she was scared, there was no way in hell I was leaving her side. I'd be a sick man if I did.

Luckily, Karmen wasn't too strict when he came around to see what was going on. He had questions, of course, but I couldn't really say much. I didn't know what was going on myself and so I couldn't explain what was wrong with her. It probably had something to do with the fact she hadn't eaten in a while and she hadn't been sleeping for god knows how long, but there must've been a reason behind all of that.

I hadn't even really had time to consider the fact that nobody knew that Lana and I were dabbling within some form of relationship. Though we weren't in a relationship, I think we could both agree that something was going on between us. We could call each other friends, but we'd both be lying if we said that it stopped there. There was a closeness we had that friends just didn't and I think a lot of people could see that just by the way my hand was resting on Lana's cheek, or how my hand hadn't let go of hers this whole time, or maybe it was a dead giveaway when I near enough ran to find her and dropped on my knees instantly and reassured her like never before.

Either way, I had noticed the few odd looks that had been sent our way, and I suppose we had it coming, it just put me on edge a little, if I wasn't already.

"At least she's able to rest now" Niall mumbles, sitting on the other side of Lana's bed with his arms crossed over his chest and a vacant look on his face as if he was thinking so deeply about something.