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HLHS

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Harry's POV

"Hello sir what can I do for you?" The guy at the desk asked

" I'm here to see um... Samantha Roberts?" It sounded more like a question than a reply

" And your relationship to the patient?" He asked typing something into the computer

" Oh I am actually here for my class project, I'm her 'med buddy' "

"Well you must be Harry styles! I've seen Ms. Roberts walking the halls doing PT but your welcome to wait in her room. Her room number is 48 floor 11"

"What's PT?" I question

"Physical therapy" he said handing me a sticker with the hospital name on it along with the date

"Ok thank you"
I walked over to the elevators waiting patiently for one to open, I get into the elevator on my left and pressed floor 11.
The elevator stopped a couple times allowing some people in and out and finally I'm on the 11th floor squeezing my way through the crowd of people.
I walk around the hallway looking for her room only to find out it was the last one.
I quietly nock on the door just in case she was back but no one answered so I open the door.
The room was decorated nicely, battery operated lights around her bed, paintings on the wall, there was three shelves full of stuffed animals, flowers by the window, a couple balloons and she even had a beta fish.
I stop snooping around and take out my backpack full of girl toys.

Sam's POV

"Good job Sam, you can go rest I'll come by in two hours to check your vitals."
" Thanks Kristina" l say taking a drink of my vitamin water

"How are you feeling love?" My mom asks

"Tired, and sweaty" I complain making her chuckle

I walk into my room noticing my once empty desk is now filled with tea cups, snacks, and Barbie's. I look over to who is responsible for the weird 'gifts' and find a tall curly hair guy wearing a pink tiara and holding a purple one in his hand" I hold my breath and bite my cheek trying not to laugh at him in his face

" What are you doing in my room and why are you wearing a tiara?" I ask casually, as if it's an everyday thing to ask people

Notes

Nothing like embarrassing yourself in front of strangers!

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