You Make My Heart Race • l.s

Six

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@Desiringloubear

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"No, you knock," Zayn murmured to Liam. Liam shook his head before taking a step back from the door. "Jesus Christ, Liam," Zayn scoffed before knocking forcefully onto the door.

There was a moment before the door had finally opened, revealing the chief of surgery. "What is it, boys?" he asked, slightly irritated, before opening the door more to the boys for access into the room.

The chief closed the door and motioned the two to sit down on the couch in his office. "We have to talk to you about, Harry," Zayn began slowly, "er- Doctor Styles?"

"Ah yes," The chief nodded his head, "one of our most succeeding cardio residents we have, yes, what about him?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"We're worried about him," Liam spoke finally, sighing shortly after, "he um, has a patient. I believe his name is Louis Tomlinson."

The chief said nothing, staring intently at the two, confused, "What are you two getting at? I don't have all day and you're wasting my time," he stated, annoyed.

"We think he's getting close to him, maybe a bit too close," Liam turned to look at Zayn and nodded.

"Yeah, he's been talking about him a lot over the past week. A bit fondly. I don't know I just don't want things getting out of hand," Zayn said groaning, running his hands through his dark locks.

The room was silent, and the awkward tension was rising, "Alright, thanks boys, I'll be talking to him about it later. I'm sure there's nothing to worry about but thanks for letting me know."

Both, Liam and Zayn nodded, and quickly walked out of the office to return to their duties.

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"Lou wake up."

Louis eyes almost shot open at the familiar voice he heard coming from next to the bed. However it wasn't one he wanted to hear. It's wasn't Harrys' voice, nor Niall's. This one belonged to Evan, his ex boyfriend.

Louis squinted his eyes, rubbing them as he sat up, "Evan? What the hell are you doing here?" Louis asked.

"Hmm, nice to see you, Lou," Evan chuckled, reaching out for Louis' hand, standing up and leaning up to kiss the boy on the cheek. Louis only swatted his hand away, and leaned out of his touch.

"Hey- stop!" he exclaimed, "what's wrong with you?! Don't touch me, you cheating bastard," Louis spit back, ripping his hand away from Evan, "why are you even here?"

"I heard from your mum that you're in the hospital. Considering the fact that that your family and friends know that you're going to die soon, I'd figure I's stop by to kiss you goodbye, "he smirked smugly.

"You're such a dick Evan! Get out!"

Evan let out an exaggerated scoff, "Me, a dick, to you?" he laughed to himself, wiping away imaginative tears, "whew! Louis I came to kiss you goodbye! I definitely didn't come to argue."

Louis shot daggers at the man before pointing towards the door, "Get the fuck out, now."

Evan had a surprised look playing onto his face, "What the- Louis, you clearly don't understand a joke do you?" he scoffed in laughing way.

"I said get out!" Louis exclaimed angrily, "you took it too far, now get the fuck out of here!" his voiced cracked.

Evan still didn't move from his spot, he just smirked, "What are you going to do?"

Meanwhile, from down the hall, Harry could hear the shouts coming from Louis' room. He jogged down to the room, swinging the door open. "Mr. Tomlinson, is this man bothering you?" Louis smiled in relief to see Harry standing in door way staring at the unfamiliar man.

"Yes," Louis looked upset, and invaded.

Harry looked at the man, and Louis swore he could see him tense up.

"You need to leave sir," Harrys' voice rose slightly, and he didn't look very happy at all. Louis had to admit, he seemed hot when he was angry.

"I have every righ-" Evan began but Harry interrupted him.

"Sir. Did you hear me correctly? I believe I asked you to leave. You are invading my patients space and making him uncomfortable," Harry walked over to Evan and eyed him, down head to toe, and scoffed. "You need to leave now."

Evan rolled his eyes, flipping a 'fuck you' gesture towards Harry and storming off, and out of the room.

Harry closed the door, and turned to Louis, "You alright, love?" he asked softly.

Louis nodded, letting out a huge breath, "Yeah, sorry for the profanity but I just... he's an asshole," he shook his head. Harry nodded in agreement. "He was the one that my mother was talking about over the phone when you were here," Louis looked down at his lap playing with a loose string from the hospital's blanket. "I don't even know why he was here."

Louis looked back up, making eye contact with Harry, "It's alright Lou, he's gone, and we can make sure he doesn't  come back."

Louis smiled at that and thanked Harry. He was extremely grateful for him, Harry had done so much for Louis , and Louis personally enjoyed every little thing about the curly haired lad.

After the regular appointment, the two of them talked for awhile about embarrassing exes and stories and not to either or their surprise, Evan made it to number one as "the biggest bastard to walk the earth." Louis smiled fondly at Harry, he loved how open he could be with Harry and how right it felt. There was no tension, or anything uncomfortable about it.

Eventually Harrys pager went off, and he furrowed his eyebrow in confusion, "Uh, sorry... the chief wants me."

"Go ahead I won't die, I'll just look at your Facebook page in the mean time." Louis teased, chuckled to himself cheekily, and Harry smiled at the boys cuteness, before walking off.

It didn't take long to get to the Chiefs office, and when he did he was let right in. "You needed to see me?" Harry asked walking into the office.

"Ah yes, Mr. Styles I just have a few questions for you," the chief began.

"Who's this Louis, I've been hearing about?" he asked, folding his hands and putting them out in the desk in front of him.

Harry's body stiffened. "Mr. Tomlinson?" Harry questioned playing along. "He's just a patient, that I have and am reported to check on, daily, why?"

The chief leaned forward, studying Harrys face, "There's just rumors going on that you're growing fond of the man, and we can't have inappropriate things occur at our hospital."

Harry sighed, "It's nothing's like that, I'm just friendly towards him, It's my job," he lied, "I promise it's nothing more than that."

"Alright. I thought so and I do trust you, Mr. Styles, you're one of my favorites," the Chief said with a smile towards Harry.

"You're dismissed, get back to work now."

With that mess, Harry left the office with his thoughts. He wasn't lying about what he said about being friendly towards Louis and how it was his job, but where he was lying, was at the part where he said it was nothing more than him being friendly, and that's all it would ever be. He was lying because he wanted it to be so much more.