Harper's P.O.V
"Let's go Harper. It's going to be fun." Laritza begs as she's getting ready to out.
"No, I told you I have to get ready for work tomorrow." I say for the millionth time.
"You and your intern stuff." she huffs.
"Yeah well that internship is going to help me gain experience and make me a good surgeon." I smile at her.
She finishes getting ready, and before I know she shouts goodbye from the front door and is on her way. I'm all for having a good time, but she over does it. Last weekend she got wasted and a random guy called me to pick her up. Now who knows. Maybe the cops will call saying she was in an accident. I push those thoughts out of my mind, and head for the shower. I still have an hour before the fight comes on.
I gather all my snacks, and sit on my couch. I make sure I have my blanket and couch pillows all around me. The announcer comes on, and begins to talk. I turn the volume up, and wait for Holland to come out.
The fight begins, and I'm at the edge of seat. Holland throws body shots, while Gomez goes for the face.
After three rounds. Holland comes out of the corner raging. The fire in his eyes, is freighting. If I were Gomez I would just fall down, and stay down. Holland quickly one two hims. Gomez stumbles back, and loses his balance. That's where Holland comes in throws two uppercuts. Gomez falls down, and is out. The ref begins to count, and after ten seconds, Holland is declared the winner. I cheer, and holler as they place the title around his waist.
My phone buzzes and I see it's Laritza.
*Are you sure you don't want to come?*
*Yes I'm sure. Be careful* I press send and turn off the tv. I look down at my phone, and it's past ten. Deciding to clean up tomorrow before I leave for work, I head for my room.
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My alarm goes off, and I quickly rush to get ready. An hour later I'm heading out of the apartment, and Laritza is walking in.
"Good morning." I smile at her.
"Oh shut up, my head is killing me." she shushes me. I don't even say anything back, and head for my car.
The drive to the hospital is traffic free, and I thank god. I greet the nurses that are their way out, and I head inside to the locker room. After I'm changed I head to the nurses station and wait to be assigned to an attending.
The chief stops by and only takes three of the five interns, Robert and I are sent to the E.R to do sutures. Once we arrive, the attending tells me to suture the patient in trauma 5. Before heading in the room, I grab everything I'm going to need out of the supply closet two doors down.
"Hi, I'm Doctor Johnson." I greet the patient as I walk in. I set the tray on the bed, and grab the chart.
"Mr. Holland." As the word leaves my mouth I realize what I said. No away it is who I think it is. I look up, and I'm dumbfound. He's literally here. Holy shit. It's him.
"Wow. Ok. Um. Let's see what we have here." I stammer. What in the hell. I can't believe I wasn't given a heads up.
"It's just that my bruise split open this morning, and I didn't want to wake my medical team." he flashes me a set smile.
"Ok, well let's get you fixed up." I grab a pair of latex gloves, and get started.
He flinches as I do the last stitch. He had refused numbing cream, so he can't really complain. I throw away the trash, and begin to write him a prescription for antibiotics. So his wound doesn't get infected.
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Secrets
Fanfiction"I hear the secrets that you keep When you're talking in your sleep" Harper knew what she was getting herself into, but she wanted love. That love that you only hear about in stories.
