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Well, this is just some quick thing that I thought of yesterday and wrote up throughout today. This is the first thing (fic or original story) that I've written in first person in a couple of years, so it's probably not that great. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this quick read!
Note Before You Read: HarleyPOV HarleyxNina. That's it! No harsh language or anything. This is by far the most child friendly thing I've ever written. .
All I Need
I've just received a call from the hospital. I can't believe that she's done it again. She has overworked herself, for any number of reasons, and now has to spend a night in the care of a team of nurses who know her almost as well as I do.
I sigh as I walk through the glass front doors of the hospital. What am I going to do with her? I slump over the front counter, my chin resting on my crossed arms. Nothing. That's what I'm going to do. Nothing.
She is the most stubborn person I've ever met, and pretty sure ever will meet. No matter what I do, once she gets her mind set on something, there's no stopping her. Believe me, I've tried everything. Persuasion, bribery, and, even though I'm not proud of it, one time I tried to blackmail her. Needless to say, the last didn't work out so well.
After getting her location from a nurse behind the counter, I walk down the hallway to her room. In short, she never lets anything get in her way. Not even me, the person who's been her closest friend for as long as either of us can remember. The only thing I can do is help her keep her temper and emotions in check so she doesn't do something irrational and get herself expelled. I open the door to her room, careful to stay quiet because she is still sleeping. Grabbing a chair and carrying it to the side of her bed, I take a seat.
Why did we become such good friends? I'm not saying that I regret it, that's not the situation at all. It's just that we're so different. She's a rich, beautiful, and talented aristocrat, and I'm, I'm just a mechanic. What do I have to offer her?
"You understand me better than anyone." Nina says to me. I nearly jump out of my seat. In my thoughts, I not only failed to notice that Nina had woken up, but I didn't notice that I had been talking to myself aloud.
"You heard everything I was thinking about, huh." I said, terribly embarrassed. She nods, laughing to herself. I felt myself blush hard.
"Don't worry about why we're friends. Just know that you're the best friend I could ever hope for and that it'll never, ever change." As she said that, she smiled at me and I realized something that I've probably known unconsciously all of my life. I loved her. I loved her with everything I had. So much that my heart swelled in my chest, causing physical pain.
"Can I worry about you killing yourself because you don't know when to stop and take a break?" I said, smiling back. I was giddy with my new realization. She laughed some more, shaking her head.
"Don't worry about that either. What's the point in worrying over something you have no control over?" She was right. I was totally powerless against her. And I guess I was okay with that as long as I would be able to continue supporting her. Nina grabbed my hand and gave it a soft squeeze.
"That's all I need." she said, giving me a reassuring smile. I guess I had started talking to myself again. I wonder how much she had heard.
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