Styles's Anatomy (L.S)

3: 24 hour shift

Song for the chapter: Sunflower (H.E.Styles)

Thursday 20.06.2016- H

Do you need to experience both sides of the medical process to know a hospital every way around? Maybe. Being a patient for a day now clearly taught me a lot; about how boring and depressing the white walls actually are. They should find some kind of comedian to make this place a lot happier than it's now. This is what you don't see as a nurse or a doctor because you are always busy walking around and have things on your schedule. As a patient, you lay there waiting for a God's blessing to go home. At least I was in the surgical department, so I could spend the day getting to know my new co-workers. I wonder what they actually think about the reality of their soon to be co-worker is now their patient. I'm not going to lie, I would've found it awkward.

"Mr. Styles, your bed is that way, not this way. Your shift doesn't start in three hours" Doctor Tomlinson would say every time he walked past me in the hallway. But there is no reason for me to be in bed, I broke an arm, not a foot.

"With all respect Doctor, I'm doing fine" I told him every time, but he would always use "do you go against doctor's orders already Mr. Styles?" as an argument, which shut me down each time. I couldn't get on the bad side with my boss already. So now I'm sitting in the bed with Niall by my side. We both start our shifts in around one and a half hour. It's going to be the dreadful 24 hour shift, the one they always give the new workers, to see if they are "fit" enough to work in these surroundings.

"Apparently the owner of the hospital is our boss's dad" Niall gossiped. No wonder why Dr. Tomlinson can do basically whatever he wants. If my dad was the owner I would in every possible way walked out of the 24 hour shift with good self-confidence.

At 6:30 pm we walked together to the locker-room to change into our scrubs, a beautiful light blue colour, almost baby blue. It reminded me of the dream of Dr. Tomlinson's blue eyes. God damn Harry, he is your boss, you got to stop having these dirty and romantical thoughts about him. It will do none of you any good.

"Are you feeling okay to do this Harry? I'm sure you could get one shift off to get well" Niall said as he saw I held my hand on my forehead. I must admit I was still having a bit of a headache due to the hangover, as well as the pain of the arm.

"Don't worry, I can do this" I said tying my shoes. At 7 pm we were in the reception of the surgical department, where the man from yesterday was standing in the middle of the room. Around twenty other nurses were also standing ready in their uniforms.

"My name is Doctor Malik, and I'm the one responsible to set up your working schedules and making sure you are doing your work. If you got any problems, you could meet me in the main reception downstairs" he spoke and started to tell each nurse which doctor they would work with for the day. I wonder who the poor soul would be experiencing the roughness of Dr. Tomlinson medical procedures.

"Nurse Horan, Nurse Corden, Nurse Winston you will go with Doctor Mendes for this shift" Dr. Malik told. Great, first shift and I won't get to share it with Niall. He gave me a small sad nod. I was still standing here wondering who I was going with. The only nurses left didn't even look like nurses. One of them was checking his phone, the other one was doing some last minute make up.

"Okay Zayn I will take it from here" A strong voice spoke into the hallway. Oh shit. Zayn or Doctor Malik as I learned his name shook hands and smiled at Dr. Tomlinson and walked away. Dr. Tomlinson stood in the middle of the room and cleared his throat.

"Nurse Smith, Nurse Lovato and finally Nurse Styles, you are on my team today" Dr. Tomlinson spoke. Why me? I feel myself sinking into the hospital floor. In every other circumstance I would love to be with him, but the doctor of him scares the living shit out of me.