^^ Dr. Paola Pérez and Ruby Styles
Song for the chap- Happy Little Pill by Troye Sivan
It's Harry's birthday. Our boy is 25 years old. I mean he's a man but still a boy to us. I'm so emotional. Every year on the boys' birthday I get so emotional about them growing up but it's part of life. So, yeah. Happy Birthday, Harry.
And it's 1 year of Pills. I published this book on 31st Jan 2018.
If you're one of those readers like me who picks a book out and reads the last chapter first before the first chapter then you're about to spoil yourself.
Just go to the first chapter and don't read it.
Pleaseeeeee.....Don't read it first.
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He opens his eyes slowly, his mouth agape and eyebrows pulled. I smile at him and help him sit up on the bed. He rubs the back of his head, blinks his eyes rapidly before his green eyes look at me widely. His mouth opens and closes as he takes in everything. He starts to move his head frantically in every direction. "Where am I?" He asks, his hands grab on my arms.
I move him away with ease as I was getting uncomfortable being so close to him. "Calm down, Mr. Styles. You'll be fine." I force a smile at him, his eyes widen at me and a smile appears on his lips. He shakes his head in the negative and grabs my waist before bring me closer to him which is shocking. "Why are you moving away from me? I lost my shit when I saw that you were gone. Please, stay with me." He pleads, his head resting on my chest now. I'm surprised that he really recognized me by this appearance of mine.
Nervously I place my hand on his shoulder and move him away slowly. "Mr. Styles, please..." I gulp and move quite a distance away from him.
He rubs his tears with the back of his hand. I gulp and look down at my wristwatch without any reason. "Why, Ruby? Why are you being so distant? Talk to me." He asks me in his soft voice. I don't think Harry will be much angry to know the truth. He's a complete angel to the world. And the world has never seen him angry.
"Dr. Paola, should we bring them in?" Liza asks me nervously, her eyes flickering between me and Harry. We both know the situation won't be good. I nod my head and motion her to bring them in. "Who is coming?" Harry asks me. I take a deep breathe and decide to become professional.
"Do you know your name, Mr. Styles?" I ask him and take a notepad before writing that down. Harry gives me a confused expression and chuckles, "What are you even asking? Do you-"
"What's your name?" I ask him, my eyes clench close, my fingers tightening around the pencil. I open my eyes to see him looking at me with the same confused look as he answers, "Harry Edward Styles." After answering he takes the notepad away from him and glares at me. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Why there is a nametag of Dr. Paola Pérez in your apron? Why do you have long black curly hair? Why is your appearance different? Why are you calling me Mr. Styles? And why the fuck are you restraining my touch?" He asks me, his hand reaches out to hold mine but I move away quickly.
"How old are you?" I ask him.
"For fuck's sake, I'm 30!" He raises his voice at me making me flinch back a little. I regain my composure and ask him, "What year is it?"
"Stop asking me questions and answer my part of shit. Why am I here?" He demands me. I curl my hand in a fist and let out a deep breath before I tell him, "If you answer all my questions I'll tell you everything. Okay? Now, what year is it, Mr. Styles?"
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Fanfiction"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breakin...
