Wherever You Go [Katy Perry Fan fiction]

Chapter Thirty-Six

Why is it that hospitals can never actually get you into your appointment at the time they give you? Those were the exact words I was asking myself during my hour and a half wait in the waiting room. Just the white walls and floors alone were enough to drive me insane. I hated these places. This hospital in particular. I think the fact I nearly lost my life in here was the thing that made me fret every time I returned. The doctors and nurses who worked on me and saved my life were incredible- of course, it's just the memories that flooded back from when I was last here were enough to make me cringe.

I was too caught up in my thoughts and memories to hear "Samantha Hudson," coming from the female nurse as she looked around the almost full waiting room. My mom's tap on my shoulder pulled me straight back into reality.

"They're shouting you babe," she whispers in my ear, an edge of a giggle noticeable at the end of her sentence.

With my mother and boyfriend following behind for support, the young nurse directs me down a long corridor full of patient rooms and consultant offices. It was quiet. Only the sounds of our footsteps could be heard, as we walked further and further down the corridor, the sounds of voices from the waiting room fading away until they disappeared into thin air.

The silence was interrupted by the nurse knocking twice on the white door, before she popped her head round and said, "Samantha Hudson," to the doctor waiting inside.

My arm links with Lou's as I yawn tiredly, just wanting to get this check up over and done with so I could hurry home into the comfort of my bed. Louis looks down at me, noticing me yawning once again, and he grins cutely at me. His chocolate eyes warm, soft and inviting.

"Okay, let her in," a female voice said on the other side of the door.

I looked up at the nurse, just about to ask her why I didn't have my normal doctor. My doctor definitely wasn't female.

"Unfortunately Doctor Brookfield is at a family event for the next three days, but Doctor Taylor is just as great as a doctor so you'll have no problems," the dark haired nurse says with a smile, to which I just return the smile with a nod. It was when I looked properly that I realized I knew this nurse. She was once of the nurses that treated me when I was in hospital.

"Nice to see you looking so well Samantha." My suspicions were then confirmed, and I thanked her. Not just for the compliment.

I looked up at Louis as we were about to go into the doctor's room, allowing my mom in before me. Something different was present on his face. A look of thought. I could tell that something was on his mind right now, but it wasn't exactly the best time for me to discuss it with him.

I lean into him, leaving a soft kiss on the upper muscle of his arm as we begin to walk into the hospital room for my check up.

"What did that nurse say this Doctor was called?" Louis whispers into my ear.

I look up at him as I try to recall that piece of information, "um, Doctor Taylor? I think," I say obliviously.

"Miss Hudson,"

My eyes divert up away from Louis to face the Doctor that sits at her computer, typing and reading through what I presumed to be my notes, wearing what all the doctors were wearing: a pair of light blue scrubs. She's fairly petite with a head of caramel colored hair, which falls down her ears and stops just after her shoulders. It glistens under the fluorescent lighting of the hospital room, making the small amount of blonde streaks that she has, appear more prominent through her hair. They mix in with her natural caramel to create an almost golden color in certain areas of her hair. It was beautifully done actually. It actually made me wish that my hair was dark so I could do something like that with it.