Alex Gaskarth Imagines

Doctor Alex

Hello :) well I dont wanna be bothering but it's my birthday tomorrow and I thought I might request something :) maybe an alex imagine where he's a doctor (sry if that's strange) and you get delivered in after a horrible accident and alex is there saving your life. Then he is there when you wake up and he supports you and you start develop feelings for each other ? :) :) and if you feel like doing this then maybe also his pov and a bit something dramatically :) I really love your blog <3

AN Happy really super belated birthday anon!! I liked writing this one. It seems as though the alternate universe ones are longer than others. But thanks for requesting, and waiting so long. You guys are like the most patient people ever. I love you so much. No conversation for this one, enjoy the imagine xx

Alex's POV

    I didn't know where all our staff went. Somehow they just magically either had shit to do or decided it was really fun to leave me all alone. God, I loved the graveyard shift.

    The ambulance brought someone in who apparently was in critical condition. I rushed over to see what the problem was. Her car was T-boned by someone on her side. I listened to the guys that brought her in as to what was the problem, and that was all I heard.

    "Critical condition.. Female, most likely young adult.." I nodded as I listened as they named off what they found on the ride over. "Four broken ribs.. broken arm.. head injury.. internal bleeding.." When they cut her clothes off to check how she was, I didn't even flinch. I'm not supposed to notice things like naked people and get aroused. Bodies were bodies. I stopped seeing a woman as a woman years ago.

    I felt nothing as they tore off her bra and underwear leaving her expose so I could operate on her. I had one nurse by my side to help. I don't know where everyone else had gone, but right now it was just me and this male nurse that I liked to give shit.

    He wasn't as used to seeing bodies and thinking nothing of it. I've caught him with a boner more times than I'd admit to him. I don't say anything, I don't want to embarrass the poor kid. He always tells me how his parents are pissed off at him because he didn't go the extra mile to become a doctor. "Nurses always spend more time with the patient, and that's what I'm here for," he would tell me. I'd nod and say I understood.

    I tried to be the kind of doctor that was friendly with everyone and appreciate what the patients want. I liked to hold extra conversations with them so they didn't feel so alone. I was filling the responsibility of a nurse and doctor at the same time.

    My supervisor always tells me not to get close to them because like it or not, one of them was going to die in the next week and it'd be a gamble to figure out who.

    This woman that was lying on my slab, I felt the need to do something more with her, that it'd be important for me to save her. I felt like every patient was important, but somehow she was supposed to mean something. I don't know why, and I don't know how, but if she didn't make it, I don't know what I'd do with myself.

    I operated on her stomach, trying to fix the internal bleeding. I bandaged up her head, and I lost her a few times, but with the help of the machine, I brought her back. I didn't stop until I knew that she would be okay throughout the night. The nurse that was working with me all night, his name was Jack. He tried his best to keep up with what I was doing, but sometimes he'd get lost. He stayed with me throughout the whole thing, and I was happy about that.

    When the time for our shift to be done came around, I really debated on whether or not I should leave. No one came in after this woman, so there were no other patients to attend to.

    "Come on, Gaskarth, she's okay now," Jack told me. I called the nurses by their first names, and no matter how many times I'd insisted they call me Alex, the nurses would refuse to call me anything other than my last name. "You should go home and get some rest."