hello my beautiful readers. i understand that I have taken a small little break from my writing & i apologize for that; my laptop is still acting stupid & personal reasons.
i hope you're still sticking with me and that you enjoy this imagine.
- Jo
(Imagine 16)
Weed - part two.
It's been a month since you stopped talking to Harry and, to be honest, it's killing you.
You graduated Medical School and now working as a nurse at the local hospital, a few blocks down from the duck pond that you and harry went to almost every weekend to feed the ducks and hunt turtles.
A sad smile spread across your face as the memory passed through your mind.
"(Y/N)," Logan waved his large hands across your face, "You ok?"
"Just fine," you sighed pushing up your glasses higher up the bridge of your nose.
"We're needed in room 204," He says softly, rubbing your back a little "Don't be so stressed, babe"
"Thanks Logan, you're a peach"
Logan let's out a chuckle, "Super sassy today?"
"Everyday," you smirk as you both made your way towards the room.
"According to the report the girl had an asthma attack," Logan spoke, handing you the clipboard.
Karla Rodriguez
The patients name was filled out making your heart drop, you and Logan entered the room, coming face to face with a girl you'd never wish to see.
"Asthma attack, huh?" You say, "How ironic."
"Looks like you're going to stay here overnight, Ms. Rodriguez, just to make sure you're ok." Logan smiled at her, which she returned.
"Can you please tell my friend?" She speaks quietly, "he's in the waiting area"
"Of course," Logan says and turns to you, "Dr. (Y/N) will do that right now"
Karla doesn't make eye contact, "thank you."
You walk back to the waiting room, taking off your glasses and hair tie letting your long hair fall down past your shoulders.
"Karla Rodriguez," you call out and came face to face with the culprit you stole your heart and crushed it into a million pieces.
Harry
His eyes widens and pulls you into a long hug, "(Y/N)?!"
Your eyes filled with water and let out a sob, "oh (Y/N), my baby."
"Harry," you let out a whimper, "H-How are you?"
"You're so beautiful," Harry smiles, eyes filled with tears, "I'm clean, now"
"I've been clean for almost 2 months, now"
"Congratulations, Harry."
"And i want you back," His hands cup your cheeks, "I need you back in my life."
"Karla is staying overnight, you might want to go stay by her side" You pull away and put your glasses back on.
"There's nothing going on between me and Karla," he speaks sincerely.
"Harry," you begin, "We found traces of Marijuana in her blood stream,"
"She could've died tonight," You say, "And she knows this, why don't you go talk to her?"
"Because I'm with you, you're here with me and I've been waiting for this since that night I did something stupid and let you get away."
His lips connected with yours for a lingering kiss.
"I have never stopped loving you."
