I had arrived at the doctors and walked through the small glass double doors. The waiting room was cold and covered in photos of mothers with their children and suggestive posters about how to care for youngster. It was quiet, but loud at the same time.
There were mothers everywhere who were mostly all silent, and the play area was flooded with small children screaming and yelling at each other. I was getting a minor headache and I just wanted to leave, but everyone had insisted I see this supposed 'amazing' gynaecologist, Dr. Styles.
I had been waiting for just under an our, and as time passed, I was growing more and more impatient.
"Yasmine Adams?" A small woman in a white uniform came out into the small over-crowded room holding a clipboard.
"That's me." I slowly stood up, unsure what to do.
"Come with me sweetie." She had a small and sweet voice, much like her smile, she instantly made me feel less intimidated by the cold doctors surgery.
As we walked down a long hallway to what I assume is the doctors office, I can't help but notice three large frames, one holding a diploma and the other two holding a gold and a silver certificate.
The wall on the other side has 5 frames all holding silver certificates. This doctor must be the real deal.
"Just have a seat here, I will be back when Dr. Styles is ready to see to you." She leaves with a slight pat on the shoulder and a small smile.
Minutes pass by before the petite woman walks towards me.
"Miss Adams?" I stand up and smile slightly.
"Dr. Styles will see you now."
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Dr. Styles
FanfictionDr Styles is a book about a young girl who lives a normal teenage life and spends most of it studying and preparing for tests and exams. Her life goes just as she had always planned going into adulthood until she visits a very well known and qualifi...
