Doctor Winter Adams is one of the best doctors to ever walk the halls of the New York general hospital. Until one night when she gets an emergency call to save a mysterious man who got shot. After awhile, she learns that he's not an easy person to...
Song: Bad things by-Machine gun Kelly and Camile cabello Winters p.o.v 4:00pm
I finally get off my shift at the hospital tired and hungry at least I got of early though. I slowly make my way towards my jeep so I can go home. I pull up to my apartment and walk though the doors and I quickly make my way toward the elevator, making sure I don't get spotted by my creepy doorman. Once safely in the elevator, I push the button that has the number 4 on it, once it stops I get of and swiftly walk towards my apartment to only be meet with a energetic Parker. This is going to be a long afternoon.
"Hey winter are you listening to me?" Parker called. "What?"I asked being shaken out of my thoughts of Asher once again. "I was saying how about we go clubbing tonight? Me, you and Lisa."Parker suggested. "I don't know Park, I'm not really in the mood tonight..." I said. "I'm not leaving your apartment until you say yes Winter. You haven't been "in the mood" since you told me about that Asher dude." Parker told me, slightly pouting." Okay, fine. I will come tonight but when I want to leave you guys can't stop me." Parker nodded. "Yes ma'am!"Parker said. And with that, he hugged me and walked out of my apartment. Have I really been in a mood since I told Parker about Asher? And why do I keep thinking about him, he's just another one of my patients...or is he? It's not like I'm going to see him again?
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*bang*bang*bang* Is the only thing that I could hear rumbling through out my apartment "I'm coming, hold your horses!" I yell, making my way towards my apartment door. I finally make it and pull open the door only to get shoved back into the wall by Lisa who's trying to hold a makeup bag,clothes,shoes and her curling iron and straighter. "Wow, why do you need all that stuff?"I ask confused which she in turns to me. "Really? You don't remember?"She asks me and that's when I remember Parker technically demanding me to go clubbing with them tonight. "Yeah, I remember now..."I told her with a frown." Cheer up Whinny, we're going clubbing!!" She yelled with a huge smile which made me laugh. "Okay, let's get you ready!" Lisa said dragging me to my room.
"Owww... Lisa stop pulling my hair!" I shouted at her. "Hey, it's not my fault you won't sit still. You keep wiggling around like you got ants stuck in your pants." She replied. I stayed silent and sat back, letting her tug at my hair, only letting a few yelps out once in awhile." Are you almost done yet?" I asked starting to get impatient. "Yep, hold on..." She said. A few minutes later she lets out a squeal "ok your done and let me say one thing I did a hella good job"she said with a victorious smile lighting up her face I looked at myself and I have to give it to her she did I really good job " thank you so much Lisa it looks amazing" I told her with a smile. "Awe thanks but now it's time for clothes you go finish getting ready well I do my hair" Lisa said I nodded and walked to my closet and pulled out a outfit, I put it on and walked out of my closet to see Lisa finishing up her hair I walk over to my vanity and start applying my makeup that would match my outfit.
"Are you almost done yet,Lisa?"I yelled "yeah hold on I'm just finishing up my my make up"she shout for my room. I have been waiting for about 20 minutes sitting flipping though channels on the tv waiting for Lisa to finish up. She finally walks out "damn girl you looking good"I say with a laugh " what me look at you I know who the boys are going to be after tonight"she said with a smile.
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The girls club outfits^^^ 9:00pm We pull up to the club and get out of the taxi we make are way towards the line but we stop when my phone goes off.
Parker:Hey I'm already in the club just go up to the bouncer and tell him your here with me. Winter: ok meet you at the bar order us some drinks Parker: ok see you when you get here
I turn to Lisa. "Hey, Parkers already in the club we are going to meet him at the bar?" I say, walking towards the bouncer. We finally get in front of the bouncer who has a scowl on his face." Hey my friend Parker's in there he told me that you would let us in..." The bouncers face goes from a scowl to a smile. "Yeah, go right in girls." He said. "Thank you!" said Lisa, who adds a wink at the end. I see the bouncer blush and I shake my head and walk into the club instantly grabbing Lisa's hand so we don't get separated by how many people are here. "Let's head to the bar."I try telling over the music. "What?"She said with a confused face. I sigh then started to pull her towards the bar looking for Parker at the same time.
I finally make it to the bar and spot Parker talking to the bartender . "Hey Park!"I said with a cheerful smile. "Yes! My two besties are finally here, so now we can party!!!" He shouted, letting out a laugh pushing four shots our way. I pick up one and immediately down it letting the liquid burn it's way down my throat leaving a warm feeling in my stomach. I grab another and down it like the first one. We order another round and quickly downed them as well. "Let's dance!"I shouted dragging Parker and Lisa towards the dance floor letting all the stress go.
We were dancing for about a solid hour. "I'm going to go and get more drinks, do you want anything?"I ask Parker. "Yeah, can you grab me a beer?" He said. I nod my head yes. I look for Lisa and spot her still on the dance floor with the guy who asked her to dance a few minutes ago and I start making my way towards the bar but that's when I run into a hard chest. I slowly look up only to be met with the eyes of the one and only Asher.
