Louis, a father of 2 boys, lives I simple, but hectic life. He has twins that are 6, which are fun to live with at that age.
Harry is a father with a little boy. His life is hard with a 2 year old, but he loves his son very much and wouldn't do anyt...
"But sir, I'm not scheduled for today and I don't have anyone to watch my son for today. I can't come in, I'm sorry." That's all I heard before, "Yes sir."
There was sadness in his voice. I felt sorry for him. He picked up is son and said they have to go somewhere for a little bit. The poor child was both sad and curious of where they were going.
When I checked my watch again I heard a loud "Oww!" and then an "I'm sorry Zayn, I didn't mean to, I'll go get Dad."
"Li, it hurts really bad."
I ran to them, "Don't worry. I'm here."
"Daddy. It hurts. I can't move it," Zayn whined, he started to cry. When he said daddy, I knew it was bad.
"Okay baby. We will go to the hospital to see if it's hurt too bad okay?"
He sniffled, "Okay."
"Liam, go to the car. I'll carry Zayn. Zee, you have to sit in you seat okay?"
"No-o, I wanna stay with you."
"Zayn, you have to. I'll stay with you though, okay?"
"Ye-ah"
"Okay."
Harry's POV:
Niall threw a tantrum the whole way there. I picked him up when we were in the parking lot.
"Shh. Niall, sh. It's okay."
"Nooo!"
"No what?"
"Noo," He sniffled to me.
"What is no, Niall?"
"No dockor!" He yelled.
"No, no. Daddy has to work, okay? No doctors today."
That seemed to calm him down. "Otay."
"Let's wipe those tears, yeah?" He nodded and snuggled into me after I wiped them.
When we got in there, I set him down in the break room and he started crying.
"Niall, shh."
I put the dummy in his mouth and he seemed to calm downdown a bit. I gave him my phone to watch Toy Story until we left. I walked back out and saw my boss he told me that I had a patient. I looked at where he pointed and saw that family from the park. I looked at the file that was handed to me.
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Patient: Zayn Tomlinson Age: 6 Sibling: Liam Tomlinson(twin) Parents: Louis Tomlinson Why here: Check arm
It showed a picture of the dad and brother too.
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I walked over to them and told them to come into the back with me. I asked the little boy to sit on the bed, but he just clung on to his dad.
"Zayn, you have to sit on the bed," I heard the dad say.
"No, no. Don't worry, it's fine kids are always clinging to their parents. If it calms him it's fine with me," I decided to say to reassure him.
"Okay."
He seemed calmed by that. He also seemed a little bit shy.
I turned to my patient, "Zayn, would you like to tell me what happened?"
"I did it I'm sorry," the little boy, Liam said. "I didn't mean to. We were playing and he slipped, I tried to help, but I missed. I'm sorry," he got quiet towards the end when he said sorry.
"It's ok Li," Zayn whimpered out.
"Okay, which arm is hurt?"
"Left," the answer was almost a whisper.
"Would you mind sitting on the bed so I can see what is wrong?"
He nodded, "But can Liam sit with me?"
"Of course he can."
I then, asked if he could move his arm at all, he said no, but tried to just to make sure. He whimpered and said it hurts if he tries to.
"Okay, I'll need and X-ray to see if it's broken." I reached out for him to come in my arms. To my surprise he crawled into me arms and snuggled up to me. "We'll be right back, unless you want to come with us?" I asked.
