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Harry did as he said. He came over the next day before the movers came and helped me label boxes and move stuff, as well as giving me my antibiotics with strict instructions, as usual.
Any time I tried to carry one small box, Harry yelled at me and talked about how dangerous that was to the healing process, blah blah blah.
We got most of my house packed in that whole day, now it just had to be labeled and shipped to the flat in London.
But of course, I couldn't carry anything, so Harry brought the boys over and made them help.
Now today is finally Friday. And this morning, when it was still very dark outside, the boys showed up.
We weren't running late, probably because Harry is so organized, but we were definitely rushing just in case.
We made it through security fairly easily, and checked in our luggage but it still took some time, so we finally got to board the flight at 7:15, most of the people already in their seats.
And now here we are, the flight attendant going over precautions that nobody were listening to.
I was sitting in the window seat, with Harry next to next to me, and Niall next to him.
I took some Dramamine already, since I was not about to stay awake for this whole 9 hour and 30 minute flight.
I'm already not a very big fan of flying.
But now, it's a 9 hour flight across a gigantic, vast ocean.
"If you get a headache or other wise feel off during this flight, let me know." Harry said, but I just nodded my head and tried to get comfy.
The Dramamine was starting to kick in, I was already feeling drowsy and the plane hadn't even taken off yet.
I stayed awake until the "seatbelts on" sign came on and then I was out.
I don't ever remember waking up the whole flight.
Well until, I heard Harry calling out my full name numerous time and being shaken awaken.
I slowly opened my eyes, and realized that I was laying on Harry's shoulder.
I got up off his shoulder as fast as I could.
"I'm, uh, so sorry Dr. Styles." I whispered out as I was still half awake, half asleep.
I looked out the window and saw that it was night.
It's already night?
My eyes were beginning to fail me and I was about to go right back to sleep.
"Jasmine Korasick?!" Harry exclaimed causing me to drowsily look at him.
"Did you take Dramamine?"
I slowly nodded my head.
"How many did you take?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
I think I took one. Maybe two?
"For Christ's sake. Do you know what that could do to your poor brain that's trying to recover. Come on, the plane landed. I'm going to pick you up." Harry said, grabbing me and picking me up bridal style.
Harold's POV
I picked up Jasmine bridal style, watching her fight sleep.
I grabbed our carry ons and followed the rest of the people out of the plane.
She shouldn't have taken Dramamine. She's going to be out this whole time.
When I first woke her up, her eyes were bloodshot red. She should've just tried to sleep without the effects of medicine. I slept for a good 5 hours, she probably could've too, if she would've tried.
I looked to Liam, who's eyes were also somewhat bloodshot when we finally entered the airport in London.
"How long does Dramamine last for?" I asked him, as he looked at the sleeping Jasmine in my arms.
"Depends on how many she took."
"I have no idea."
"She probably took two, which is the normal dose and lasts about 4 hours, but with her size she probably should have just taken one."
"Anybody have a pen light?"
"Don't blind the poor girl." Niall spoke up, seeing her sleeping peacefully.
"She's been blinded plenty before." I defended thinking of all the times I checked her pupils with my pen light and temporarily blinded her.
We got all of luggage, Niall having to carry Jasmine's and Liam having to carry mine, since I had our carry ons but no other free arms.
"Do you think her brain swelled on the plane?" Liam asked.
"I told her to let me know if she had any headaches, but I guess the Dramamine knocked her out. I knew we should've waited longer to fly over." I said, worrying that Jasmine's brain swelled again because of the high altitude of the plane.
I tried to shake Jasmine awake.
"Jasmine."
"Dr. Korasick!!"
She let a silent mumble showing that she was conscious.
"What if her brain did swell?" Niall asked, joining our conversation.
Louis was just laying on Niall's shoulder, almost asleep.
"I think I should take her to the hospital and get a scan just in case. There's no way I can do an accurate exam if the Dramamine is still in her system." I explained to them.
"Let's go get a rental car and you make some calls to the hospital." Liam suggested as we made our to the rental car place.
I called our boss, the chief of the private hospital.
I knew it was around 10, but he should be awake if he was on call or not.
I heard the line pick up,
"Harry, my boy. Have you landed yet?"
"Yes, Mr. Ross. And we have a slight possible emergency. Are you on call?"
"No, but I can meet you at the hospital. Tell me what the problem is."
"A member of my staff recently had a severe brain swell and I'm not sure if it's worsen because of the flight. She took some Dramamine before the flight but now I can't keep her awake to do an accurate exam to see if it affected her. I just wanted to run a scan on her to make sure she's okay."
"Yes, of course. I'll meet you at casualty. I assume you remember where it's at."
"Of course, thank you Mr. Ross."
I hung up with our boss and saw Liam walk over to us with a pair of keys.
"We're meeting Mr. Ross at casualty."
