Louis' POV
After Liam left the room I let out a big sigh I didn't realize I was holding.
"Well he was hot," Harry chimed cheekily.
"Yeah I saw that," I affirmed, my eyes lingering on the door, before adding, "And I called dibs."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Fine but if we get a hot doctor, he's all mine."
"I don't c-care," I slightly stuttered. Slightly wincing, I hoped Harry didn't notice.
I was still staring at the door but in my peripheral vision I could see Harry nearing my bed with squinted eyes.
"Is there something I could help you with?" I sassed.
Harry didn't say anything, only came closer to me. I ripped my gaze away from the door to look at him. He was staring at me with a stony gaze and squinted eyes.
"What's wrong you with you?" he asked seriously. His stare was starting to get to me.
"What's wrong-g w-with me? Nothing's wrong with m-me. R-really. I'm f-fine."
Harry's facial expression never faltered. "You're stuttering."
"No I'm n-not."
"Yes you are. You only stutter when you're really nervous, and Liam makes you nervous," Harry's glare melted away as a warm smile took up residence on his face. "You like him. A lot."
"No."
"You love him. Louis loves Liam," he began to sing, "Louis and Liam, sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g!"
"Shut up," I hissed, a blush creeping into my cheeks.
"I SHIP LOUIS TOMLINSON AND LIAM... What's his last name?"
"Shut. Up. You are such a teenage girl."
"Man. Teenage man."
"Shut up."
"Never! Louis loves-"
Just then a door slid open and a rather good looking blonde walked in carrying in a clipboard, shutting Harry's belligerent screams off.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Horan. I'm sorry I'm so late I was speaking with one of my nurses... Liam Payne actually. Do you know him?" The blonde said this with a smirk on his lips the entire time. My heart lept into my throat and my heart bear began to double. How could he do this to me?
"Rather tall, light brown eyes, shortish hair?" Harry asked. Dr. Horan nodded, "Nope haven't seen him, have we Louis?" I glared at Harry.
Dr. Horan spoke up while looking at his clipboard. "It says here he was your nurse..."
"Oh that Liam. I thought you meant a different Liam Payne."
Dr. Horan raised his eyebrow, incredulously, "There's another Liam Payne?"
"Sure."
I mentally facepalmed at Harry's stupidity. Groaning, I began to explain, "He knows exactly who you're talking about, he made a cheeky comment about-"
Harry cut me off, "About his... his uh... Louis what do you call the thingamajigers..." I gave him a blank face, "You know! The thing the nurses where."
"Scrubs?" Dr. Horan suggested, smirking in the slightest.
"Yeah! I made a comment about his scrubs."
"Ok... and how exactly was this comment 'cheeky?'"
Harry's face went white and it was my turn to improvise.
"He said the colour of purple that they are is a massive turn on, didn't you?"
Niall let out a booming laugh and Harry's face went bright red. But I wasn't satisfied.
"Didn't you Harry?"
He shot me a look that could kill, "Louis."
I let our a fake surprised gasp, "Dr. Horan? Aren't you and Liam wearing purple scrubs?!"
"That's it," Harry lunged for me, seriously lunged. He jumped in my direction from his perch on the counter. Dr. Horan stuck his arm out protecting me and stopping Harry mid-jump. Dr. Horan wrapped his arms around Harry's waist when he got his feet on the ground again. Harry clawed the air as I layed in my bed and laughed.
"Sir, if you insist on attacking the patient I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Dr. Horan said through a small laugh, though there was a hint of seriousness to his voice.
The doctor slowly let go of Harry and backed away. Harry straightened up and fixed his shirt.
"Yeah, Harry," I said under my breath, laughing. I thought Harry was going to lunge at me again, I mean he looked like he was definitely contemplating it. Instead of injurying me further though, he sat back down on the counter, before the doctor coughed at him and made him get off. Harry then proceeded to huff, cross his arms, and pout, facing away from me. I then proceeded to laugh.
•••
"Ok, you're all set," Dr. Horan, whose name I learned was Niall, said, "It's just a hairline fracture so we won't put you in a cast. I will, however, advise you to wear a brace. Louis, do you live near any Walgreen's or a CVS perhaps?"
I thought a bit, but before I could answer, Harry piped up.
"Yeah there's a Walgreen's just down the road from our new flat."
Niall turned to him, "Our? You two live together?"
It was my turn to pipe up, "Ever since I was 18, I was his legal guardian for a little bit actually."
"Oh, well then... wait you said a Walgreens down the road from your new flat?"
"Yeah," Harry and I said in unison, I hate it when we do that.
"What building is it?"
Harry told him the building and Niall's face lit up, "That's my building! I expect to see you two soon then?"
"We sign the lease in," Harry checked the time on his iPhone, "30 minutes actually. You have to come over sometime and watch some football or something yeah?"
"Yeah, of course," Niall nodded, grinning brightly.
Harry had the biggest and most genuine smile on his face untill he realized the time again, "But we have to go now or we'll miss our appointment, sorry."
"Its fine, see you soon," Niall said. Harry and I got up to leave but before I could fully exit, Niall called me back.
"Yeah?"
"Take this," Niall handed me a small peice of paper folded in half. Though slightly confused, said a quick goodbye and ran to go catch up with Harry.
After exiting the hospital and getting into the car, I opened up the small piece of parchment. Scrawled messily, but yet neatly, were the words: Liam's Number and then a series of numerals. Harry started the car, and I slipped the fragment back into my pocket with a smile.
"So what did he give you?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," I replied, smiling out the window.
"Fine, don't tell me, now you ready to go get a new flat?" Harry smiled, and looked at me in half a seond intervals, while still keeping his eyes on the road.
"I'm ready."
[Merry Christmas everyone :)]
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