eccentric 》 muke | cashton

eight《 luke

I open my eyes to the sound of talking. I look up at a nurse talking to herself. She seems young, in her twenty's. She turns and looks down at me then smiles.

"Luke, how are you feeling?" She asks.

"Good," I answer, sitting up a bit, "Can I go home?"

I've passed out plenty of times. It's nothing new.

"Your mums not here and I need to look through some files..." She says, flipping through pieces of paper, "Are you thirsty or hungry?"

I shake my head and mess with the thread of the blanket over my lap. Great. Now I'm stuck here being bored. I should've brought my phone, the one day I decided to leave it at home. Idiot.

"It says here that your regular doctor is Dr. Tomlinson?" The nurse asks and states at the same time.

"Uh-huh"

"Let me go get him. You just stay here and if you need anything, press that red button." She says.

I nod even though I already know what to do.

All of a sudden I remember why I passed out. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I can never go back to that place. Everyone probably thinks I'm some weirdo that yells at people then passes out. No way am I going back and seeing that dick, Michael.

The door soon opens and the nurse, along with my doctor come in.

"Hello, Luke." Dr. Tomlinson said.

"Hi..."

He looks through some papers, casually whistling. The nurse gave him a binder and walks out, leaving us alone.

"So you haven't passed out in two weeks... which, you know, is good," He closes the binder he was holding, "Have you been taking that medicine I prescribed?"

"I did for a week or so but I stopped." I explain in a small voice.

"Why's that?"

"They were making me even more tired..."

He chuckles, "They're supposed to, Luke."

"No, I mean they just made me more tired but didn't help me sleep. It was harder to go through the day and I dunno..."

He nods and checks off numbers on some machine thingy.

"Tell you what..." He begins, "You start taking your medicine at night... and if that doesn't work we'll take you off of it."

I nod, "Fair enough..."

He smiles and opens the binder and wrote some more things down. The nurse walks back into the room.

"There's someone here to see you..." The nurse tells me.

"Who?"

"Um..." She mumbles while squinting, "I didn't get his name- he has bright red hair-"

"I don't wanna see him!" I say quickly.

Dr. Tomlinson looks at me then back at the nurse.

"Tell the kid that Luke's still having a checkup." He mutters to the nurse.

She nods and walks out.

"Okay, looks like we're done. I'll call Liz and release you." He says, walking out the room, "Do you need some water? Or maybe some food?" He asked.

"I'm good."

He nods and walks out of the room. Now I'm left alone again. I know those pills aren't going to work. Nothing does. I went to brush some hair out of my face when something tugged on my arm.

I didn't even notice I had an IV. I set my arm down and used the other one to brush the hair out of my face. The door opens again, revealing my mum and Jack.

"How are you feeling?" Mum asked, gently tiltng my face up.

"I'm fine," I shrug.

The nurse carefully un tapes the IV and gently takes the needle out, covering the small hole with a bandaid. Mum helps me up and we walk into the hallway.

"Luke!"

We all turned around to Michael, walking over to us. I roll my eyes and look away, like a brat, but at this point I don't really care.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Fine." I mutter.

"Are you still mad...?" He asks.

I look into his sad eyes, for once not feeling angry when looking at him. The facial expression makes him look kind, and sort of cute. But he' not kind and I don't care how cute he is.

"No." I stare.

"I'm Liz." Mum says, holding her hand out.

"I'm Michael." He introduces himself, shaking her hand.

"Alright let's go." I urge, impatiently.

"It was nice to meet you, Michael." Mum calls before we walk into the elevator.

AN: LOUIS IS LUKE'S DOCTOR ASJDKLSFJOISA DOCTOR LOUIS IS SO HOT HAKDhakfh