My Future (Harry Styles)

Chapter 16- Flash

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Ok guys here's Chapter 16 :)

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I slip my phone back into my pocket and open the door to the room.

"Sorry doctor, I had to take the call."

"It's all right dear. Now Harry, open wide."

He turns to Harry with one of those ear cleaner thingy and stuck it in his throat. He made a gagging noise and made me gag a little. I always hated those things. Eww.

"Ok, I just scraped a little sample in the back of his throat and I have to test it to see if he really has the flu. The test takes about 10 minutes so you 2 can stay here until the results come back."

"That's fine with us. Thank you."

He nods his head and left the room. I sat on the table next to Harry and he looks tired.

"Who called?"

"Management. Your boss Sean to be exact."

"Sean? Why would he call you? You don't work for him and your not a friend of his so why?

Because he doesn't want me to end up like your dead girlfriend.

I think?

"He got mad at us because the way we treated the fans and paps."

"Well they were being annoying as hell. I have every right to act the way I want."

"Yea but.."

The door to the room opened. The doctor walked in with a clipboard. He sat in the empty chair and slipped on his reading glasses.

"Mr.Styles, you're lucky you came here early. You don't have the flu. You just have a stomach virus. If you waited any longer, it could have formed into the flu."

"So what medications do I take?" Harry asked.

"No medication can help with a virus. You just have to wait until it leaves your system. Once you are healthy again, you have to get the flu shot. Right now is not the right time cause you are sick."

"Oh ok. Does that mean Ill keep throwing up?"

"Unfortunately, yes. It's just the bodies reaction to the virus and trying to fight it. It's like having a battle in your stomach."

"Oh. Is there any medication that can help with the vomiting?"

"Umm yes there is actually. Here let me just write you a prescription."

He looks down at his clipboard and scribbles on a little blue fill out sheet and hands it to Harry. We stood up and left the room.

"Hold on a second Mr.Styles!"

We turn around and have 4 security guards surround us.

Oh yea.

"Harry, be nice."

"I do what I want."

"Just pease? For me?"

He looks at me while I put my hands together and make a little puppy face. He turns his head smiling.

"I'll try."

"Thanks."

We walked out of the hall and into the entrance with all glass windows and flashing coming from the other side of them. Girls are wearing 1D tee shirts and posters with Harry's name on them. We stop right before the automatic doors open.