IM REALLY SORRY THE BEGINNING IS BORING BUT I PROMISE IT GETS MUCH BETTER AND I HAVE LOADS OF GOOD IDEAS COMING UP TOO SO PLEASE READ:) AND HARRY AND LOUIS MEET AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER SO PLEASE KEEP READING!!🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
*Harrys Pov*
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blasting Coldplay, a few yawns escaped my mouth as i stretched and stood up from bed. Sleepily I pulled the curtains back from my bedroom window, to be met with rain pouring down the glass.
Sighing as I tiredly stumbled to my wardrobe, pulling out my work clothes. I've been working as a nurse at the central London hospital for about a month now and I love it. There's just something about caring for people and putting a smile on their faces that makes me feel like I'm walking on water.
Looking at the time I quickly grabbed my scrubs and went in the bathroom, showering quickly before brushing my teeth then getting dressed. Walking into the kitchen I quickly grab my wallet and put my shoes on before leaving my flat and locking the door.
I get in my car and start driving to the nearest Costa for a quick coffee and bacon sandwich before work. I sit down at a table nearest the back and plug in my earphones, listening to the soothing voice of Passenger and watching the bustle of people having early morning coffee on this cold Thursday morning.
After finishing my breakfast i glance up at the clock to see that it's nearly 7:30am.
"Shit." I mutter under my breath, quickly getting up and rushing to my car, realizing I'm nearly late for work.
I drive as fast as I can to get to the hospital in time in the busy London traffic, pushing the speed limit.
I arrive with only a few minutes to spare, rushing up the stairs to my ward and receiving my list of patients to look after for the day, narrowly avoiding getting in trouble with my boss Wendy. Wendy is nice, firm but fair, and I guess she sees me as another son to her.
I quickly see Zayn, we've been practically joined at the hip since we were kids so it's not a surprise we chose the same career path as each other, I wave to him and quickly say hello then getting back on with my ward rounds.
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The day passes by in a blur, many more patients than usual are admitted to the ward so it's 8pm before I'm allowed to leave.
I quickly drive home and park my car in the driveway before walking down to my local kebab shop, feeling that I needed a pizza and a bit of a walk too.
I ordered a ham and mushroom pizza before sitting down on a chair in the small waiting area, looking out the window.
They soon called my name saying that my pizza was ready, I thanked them and then payed.
As I left the rain was pouring heavily, I tucked my pizza under my jacket and pulled my hood up before jogging down the empty streets back to my flat. I fumbled for my keys in pocket, I unlocked the door before hearing a quiet wheezy sneeze coming from the side of my flat by the dustbins.
Normally where I live is weirdly quiet, there's a square where everyone parks their cars with flats surrounding it, and all the homes are filled with old couples who all like the quiet of the outskirts of London. I live here because it's the only place I can afford, and the neighbors don't make too much noise either.
The sneeze startled me, I quickly placed the pizza box on the doorstep and turned around the corner of the building. Cautiously taking small steps to discover the source of the noise.
I looked at the dustbins, another sneeze being heard from in between two of them.
I frowned and walked to the dustbins, looking into the small gap between them.
A boy was wedged between the two bins, with his knees to his chest and his back pressed firmly against the brick wall. He had a large bruise on his forehead with small bruises scattering his bare tan arms and chest. He was covered in grime, wearing nothing but some torn jeans that looked too big for him. His head was held firmly in his hands with tear stains visibly on his cheeks. His feet were covered in dirt, he was visibly shaking from the cold November air.
I gasped at the sight of him, wondering how this could ever happen to an innocent young boy. Anger soon replaced my feelings of shock at the thought that someone could've hurt this vulnerable boy. I felt the sudden urge to protect him.
He froze as he heard my gasp, slowly backing further against the wall and shrinking into a smaller ball. He slowly parted his fingers from his face to look at me.
His ocean blue eyes met my green ones.
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