Charge 300 {n.h.}

Chapter 5

A/N: I hope you guys liked that last chapter, Finley and Niall ...? Please vote and comment! Love ya xx
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I wake up the next morning to voices outside of my bedroom door. Opening my eyes, I realize that I'm not in my bedroom at home. I'm in the on call room at the hospital. But how did I get here? I fell asleep in Niall's room last night, I know that for sure. Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, I slip on my trainers and begin tying them up. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Louis jump down from his bunk and grab his own shoes. "Do you know how I got here?" I ask as he sits down beside me to tie up his laces. "I carried you. Dr. Isla came at like 6:00 this morning and told me to take you back down here to get some sleep for a few more hours." That makes sense. I check my watch and see that it's 9:00am. I've slept through an hour and a half of my morning! I jump off the bed and burst out of the on call room.

"You're awake!" Harry exclaims, handing me a coffee. "I heard about you having to stay here all night so I brought you this." He adds. That was nice of him. "Thanks Harry, I really need this." Louis has come out of the on call room too, and has joined all of us interns. "I got one for you too Louis." Harry says, handing him a cup as well. Louis nods and takes a gulp. Hayley is staring at me as though she's trying to figure something out.

"You guys had sex!" Hayley exclaims. I choke on my coffee. "Excuse me?!" She laughs obnoxiously. "You guys totally had sex last night! I can tell because you have sex hair." She explains matter-of-factly. "What the hell is sex hair?" Louis asks. "It's how your hair looks after you are making out and rolling around on the bed and-" "We've heard enough Hayley!" Kit interrupts. "And besides, she wouldn't have sex with Louis, Finley likes Harry." She adds, smiling sweetly like she's doing me a favour. I wish I could curl up in a hole and die right now. Harry gives me a wide eyed look. "No I don't! What the hell?! I do not like Harry, in that way, and I did not have sex with Louis!" I frantically exclaim.

"Yea if you wanted sex, you should have came to me, not him." Ian remarks, giving Louis a dirty look. Everyone groans at Ian's comment. "So...you like me eh?" Harry asks, raising his eyebrows suggestively. I face palm myself. "No I do not." I say firmly. Kit gives me a "stop lying" kind of look. Only one thing she doesn't get, I'm not lying. The only person I want to go out with is Niall. But that can't work anyways. "I don't love anybody here. Not Harry or Louis, I am not fucking with anybody!" I kind of blow up. Pushing past Ian and Harry, I storm off. I know I'm overreacting but I don't know what else to do. Denying that I love Harry or had sex with Louis is about as helpful as saying that it's all true.

I just decide to go find Dr. Cael to see what I need to do today.
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I sit alone at lunch. Mostly because I'm the first person at the table but technically I'm still alone for the time being. I start to eat when I am joined by Harry. "Hey..." I say quietly. He slides into the seat next to mine. Soon we are joined by Louis and Kit. "Aw look at you two, having lunch together!" Kit exclaims. Her voice sounds happy, but her eyes are hurt. I don't know why she wants me to be with him so bad when she clearly wants to be the one with him. I wish Harry would just ask her out.

Suddenly Hayley comes storming over to us. She slams her tray on the table and begins angrily opening her bag of pretzels. "Um what's wrong?" Louis asks tentatively. "You want to know what's wrong? Dr. Payne won't let me scrub in on a kidney transplant surgery because I need to "brush up" on my skills. Can you believe that bastard?" She huffs. Kit rolls her eyes at me and makes a face. I try not to laugh.

I'm almost done my lunch when my pager starts beeping. "Well I gotta go now. Catch you guys later." I jump up and make my way to where Dr. Payne paged me. I walk into a patients room and find Dr. Payne waiting for me. "Hello Dr. Crowe, thank you for joining me. This here is Alyssa." He says, handing me her patients record. "What is her condition?" He asks. I flip open the binder and check her condition. "Alyssa Knoels. Diagnosed with cebral palsy when she was a baby and has been recently having seizures. 16 years old. Severe peanut allergy. Stiff left forearm and lazy right eye." I read out her diagnoses sheet.

"Thank you Dr. Crowe." Dr. Payne walks over to the other side of the bed. "I need you to run some tests, I'm thinking it's something to do with a problem in her brain. So I need a CT scan on her right now." He instructs. I nod my head and I wheel her down to the CT scan room. Once I finish that, I go run her tests and print photos from the scan. Then I run those to Dr. Payne and make my way to join the other interns while we follow around Dr. Cael, fight to be the first to answer a question about a patient diagnoses. After that, I go run some labs with Ian and then watch Dr. Payne's kidney transplant that Kit ended up getting to scrub in on, much to Hayley's dismay.

Finally we get to go home, late that night. Kit invites Louis, Harry and I over to her place for drinks. At her house, we all settle on her couch, glad to be resting our weary bodies after this long day. "So today I heard Dr. Isla talking to one of the nurses about something." Kit begins. "What about?" Harry asks. "She was saying that when you two," she motions to Louis and I. "Were staying with her for the broken heart patient last night, she dropped her key when she left to go get some rest. When she came back up to the hall outside the patients room, she said she heard people making out inside the room!" She exclaims. My eyes dart over to Louis. He keeps his attention on Kit like he's never heard of what she's talking about.

"Obviously it wasn't Dr. Isla so she was saying that there are 2 possible outcomes of that situation. That Finley was breaking a rule and kissing a patient, or that Finley and Louis were the ones making out." Kit says, glancing suggestively over at me and Louis. "What?" I ask when I find both Kit and Harry staring intently at us. "Which of the outcomes was it?" Harry asks. I shift my weight uncomfortably. Should I tell them? Can I trust them not to rat me out? "Well ah you see..." I begin. "It was us. We made out last night." Louis interrupts. I give him a wide eyed look. "You guys made out?! I guess it wasn't Harry that you liked!" Kit exclaims in awe. "Ooooh so is Hayley right? Did you guys do "it" too?" Harry teases. Louis blushes for some reason. "Ah no. We definitely did not do it." He says with a chuckle.

This whole time I've been silent. Louis saying that it was us totally caught me by surprise. "So are you guys...together?" Kit asks. I glance over at Louis, since apparently he's so fond of making decisions. "Um we're not really sure yet..." Louis says like he's admitting some embarrassing secret. "Oh yea, this is just so expected and unexpected at the same time!" Harry exclaims. "Uh why is this expected?" I ask, finally speaking. "Everyone knows you guys are friends with benefits." He answers, tousling his curls. I sneak a look at Louis, to see what his reaction is to all of this. He's blushing madly, and I find myself, once again, wondering why.

"We are definitely not friends with benefits, we are just friends." I say defensively. "Just friends who make out." Kit mutters. "That was a one time thing, a spur of the moment type of deal!" I groan. "Oh so it was a one time thing was it?" Louis scoffs. Why was he getting upset over something he made up? "Uh yea it was a one time thing! I thought we said we weren't sure if we were gonna be together so why are you getting mad?" I ask, raising my voice. Kit and Harry look at each other awkwardly but I'm too frustrated to care. "You're the one getting mad, apparently I just had the wrong idea." Louis mutters back.

I roll my eyes, what is up with him? He's getting way too into the pretending thing. "Look Louis, I don't know what your problem is, we made out. Once. Maybe we'll do it again bu-" I am cut off. Because Louis gets up from his chair and does the craziest thing.

He kisses me.