Resistance [ completed ✔️book one]

Chapter 8

It's Saturday which usually means it's the day me and my mom go out shopping. Since she's only just Started at the Hospital, they've given her a bit of time to get settled in before giving her full time shifts, but she was still on call.

We got into my moms black truck and drove into London to complete our weekly chores.
London is nothing like Toronto.
To me, Toronto is full of construction and tall buildings. But London has a lot more sights to look at and spend the day visiting.

My mom wanted to spoil me to a day of shopping and lunch, since she knows how important it is for me to want to make friends, and a little confidence booster is never a bad thing.

After parking we head into a strip of stores and she helped me pick out some new clothes i desperately needed

It's just after 1 when her phone rung

She quickly dug it out of her bag and groaned.

" Ugh, baby I'm so sorry but it's the hospital. There's been a big accident and their running short on nurses. You can come with me if you want?" She Asks, giving me sad eyes

When i was little i would always go to the hospital with my mom when the babysitter wasn't available for last minute house calls.

i nodded and give her a smile. The hospital can sometimes be interesting, you never know who will turn up and what you'll see.

She squealed and grabbed my hand, dragging me back towards the car. She's wanted me to be a nurse since i was little. Always claiming i had the steady hands for stitching.

It took about 10 minutes to get to the hospital, outside there were at least 6 ambulances, all of them had their sirens blaring. Something really bad must have happened.

Mom jumped out, she already put her scrubs on in the car. Pulling an elastic around her long hair she took off into a sprint, yelling for me to follow after her.

i slammed the car door shut and ran

Inside was chaos. People were being pushed here and there by stretchers, all the patients suffering from different kinds of cuts and breaks.

My mom leaned over to me "go sit down on the chair over there, I'll try to get out of here soon"

i wandered over and sat down, not wanting to get in the way.

It seemed like hours had passed before the traffic of people slowed down even a little bit. Ambulance after ambulance arrived, some people looking like death was their next stop.
Apparently a bridge snapped and all these people were stuck on it.

i was just about to pull my phone out of my purse to text one of the girls, when two guys came through the door.

i instantly recognized Liam's brown hair.

He was holding someone's shoulder, the person had on a black hoodie

Liam glanced around looking for anyone to help, when he spotted my face.
"Celena!!!" He called
i popped out my seat and ran over to him,
Just as i got close enough the hooded man lifted his head, revealing Harry's vivid green eyes.
i gasped, he had a large gash going across his forehead.

"What the hell happened!?" i practically yelled

"He was on the bridge.. meeting with one of our bosses when the whole thing just collapsed. i don't know how he made it out Cel, it was insane. But you have to help him" said Liam breathlessly  "he can't be seen here. Harry's had some.. not so good moments. He can't get kicked out in this condition"

"Liam, stop being so dramatic I'm fine, i really don't need to be here anyways" whined Harry, but the pale colour of his skin and the size of the gash told me differently.

Looking around the hospital i knew i had to do something. Everyone was so busy here and i honestly doubted that anything besides the gash was wrong with Harry. i could patch him up and send him home easily. After all, i do have the hands for stitching.

"Follow me" i said to Liam
i lead the two of the down the hall to a section of the hospital that looked somewhat unused. i didn't want anyone finding out what i was going to do.

"Get him in here" i directed Liam, pointing to a dark room.

Inside was just what i hoped for. A clean, unused checkup room.

Liam set Harry down on the bed and took a step back so i could examine his head.
" it looks like after i clean up all the blood you'll probably need a few stitches" i said
" follow my finger, harry" i continued, holding up one finger i passed it from eye to eye, watching as his own eyes followed my fingers trail.

"Everything seems fine, you may have a slight concussion but the biggest concern right now is stitching you up. Uh Liam.. this isn't going to be pretty. Could you wait outside and guard the door?" i asked
He nodded looking thankful, and went out without a word.
i went over the the desk and put on a pair of clear gloves and grabbed a damp toilette and some gauze.
i went over to Harry and started dabbing away  at the cut on his forehead.
He closed his eyes. Probably trying to seem cool by focusing on not flinching.

"So harry, how did you get off the bridge?" i Asked
" i just ran as fast as i could to be honest" he replied.
i nodded, he didn't seem to be that shaken up
"Why are you here?" He questioned

"Oh my mom works here, she's a nurse. That's why i know how to do all this" i said gesturing to his head
He smiled, "Oh baby you're gonna be so perfect"

" perfect for what ?" i replied
"Nothing, don't worry about that yet" he said

i stared at him quizzically. i would find out, but for now i needed to concentrate or he'll have a massive scare on his face.

"Don't speak anymore. You're distracting me by saying weird things." i said, in an effort to make him shut up. But also to make him smile a bit. He won't admit it but Harry must have been terrified during that accident.

He did smile, luckily

i begun to add stitches to the long gash on his forehead.
i was working away when i must have hit a sensitive spot. Harry's hands flew to my waist and his eyes were squeezed shut.
"Sorry" i mumbled

i didn't mind where his hands were. It was kind cute to see his side of Harry.

10 minutes later i finished his stitching and applied a thick bandage to where the wound was.
Harry stood up with a sigh of relief
"Well, that wasn't bad at all" he commented, shrugging his arms
"Ya you almost didn't cry" i commented smirking.
i deposited my gloves and the sutures in the trash bin.
"Shut up" he teased.

Harry walked over to me,
"But really" he said " you're amazing" he leaned in and kissed my forehead

Before i could say another thing, he sauntered out the door.