Y/n Y/l/n, a doctor by profession, loner by destiny is a big fan of the British actor Tom Holland. Her whole life changes when she accidentally bumped into a blue-eyed man on a rainy dark night, who was supposed to be Tom's best friend Harrison Oste...
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After 2 days, Harrison was finally discharged from the hospital. For 3 weeks as per prescription, he spent his time in bed rest. He was continuously checked by his family for eating properly. He even had to take a bunch of medicines and was shot with 2 injections daily. But there was a little twist in this part. For the injection, the hospital usually sends a nurse, but instead of the nurse, a senior doctor comes regularly for the same. The senior Doctor Y/n Y/ln.
You came regularly to Harrison's place, checking his blood pressure, sugar level and for injecting the meds. And still every time you came, Harrison pretended to be asleep, afraid of talking to you. Afraid that he will speak something offensive again, hurting you again.
But this silence was killing him. He was dying to hear your voice, to touch your face, feel your lips on his. Every time you came you just did the task and left.
This routine continued for 3 weeks and finally, it was the last day for those injections. Maybe the last day you were visiting Harrison too.
You, as usual, came to his room, and he as usual pretended to be asleep, even though Harrison was almost normal by this time. You took a seat on a chair near his bed, carefully searching for a vein in his right hand, successfully injecting the meds. You were an expert in this, Harrison could easily tell that. Your shots didn't pain or feel anything. The only thing he felt when you gave him shots was the warmth of your soft hands caressing his arms. He wished that he could touch you too, hug you, never allow you to leave him. But these were just his wishes.
"You don't need to pretend to be asleep," you said getting up from your seat, making him open his eyes in surprise. "Y-you knew? " he asked to which you simply nodded your head and left. This unusual breaking of silence by you lit a hope in the blonde's heart somewhere...
••• Days went by like this... No words shared between both of you. Whenever you were at the same place, whenever your eyes met with him, either of you looked down or turned away.
Finally, it was Zendaya's birthday party and she invited both of you as usual. The party was really great, both of you had a great time, but not with each other. You were talking to Zendaya when Tom interrupted you.
"Y/n I need to rush back home right now, Harry took my car. Can I borrow your car? Haz please drop her to her house, I need to leave" Tom stated, didn't even giving you any chance to answer. You had no choice but give him the keys.
••• Your heart skipped an unhealthy amount of beats, nerves starting to cruise through your entire body as you walked towards Harrison's car.
"Maybe I could ask anyone else to drop me home!" you whispered, looking around, only to see Harrison coming towards you. "Ma-My car is over there," he pointed, you nodded, moving towards him. You could see how stiff Harrison's body appeared, he was surely even more nervous than you.
A drive with Harrison, alone.
You took the passenger's seat as he began driving, both of you never looking at each other. The usual silence filling in between you making the noise of your breathing and heartbeat clearly audible as well as his. These sounds made both of you even more uncomfortable.
Harrison finally decided to turn on the radio, only to lead this silence somewhere else.
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