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***CHAPTER 3***
Henry was tired, very tired. He has been up since three in the morning. Vascular surgeons are very rare. He had to driven to the next city with a few friends who are also doctors to answer to an emergency there. They had just checked into a hotel for the night.. or the morning. He was now in his room trying to get some sleep.
'Uhhh, why on earth did I choose to become a doctor?' he asked himself wearily. He knows the answer to that, but right now, he's just too tired to care. He decided to become a doctor after recovering from an accident. To most doctors, he was a miracle. Most thought he would die, and those who didn't thought that it would be better to be dead than permanently paralyze. Amazingly, neither happened. He recovered in an abnormal speed and there he was walking around as though he's been fine his entire life.
He's been a doctor for the past few years and to the surprise of most people he has never failed any of his patient, no matter how close he or she is to death. Most people knew that he is talented, seeing that he achieved his medical decree in only two years while others needed six. His principal was a little worried of letting him graduate, but he has been doing well ever since.
While thinking of what he had done since he lost his memory, he gradually fell asleep. And there he had a wonderful dream. He dreamt that it was Valentines Day and he was preparing a certain room at the top of a tower. He was carrying a stick and he was waving it around muttering words once in a while. While he did that, things were appearing at the direction he was waving his stick. It was like magic.
The scene shifted to what seems to be nighttime with candles floating around him and a girl sitting right in front of him. She mesmerized him. He was staring at her while she quietly chews on the thing she was eating. She is beautiful.no, gorgeous was a better word for her. He told her a joke and she threw her head back and laugh. Her long red hair was bouncing and swaying as she laughs. Her emerald green eyes twinkled while she did so. Her sweet laugh was contagious and intoxicating. He saw himself laughing with her and also found himself drowning in the sound of her laugh. She was different, very different than other girls he had met.
The atmosphere seems to be perfect for the evening. The light breeze floating in and bright stars glowing in the night. What amused him was the outfit he was wearing. He was wearing a dress, no, it's more like a robe and the girl was wearing something similar, not that she didn't look beautiful. She whispered a soft thank you and he saw himself glow with happiness. He leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek and said...
'HENRY, IT IS ELEVEN IN THE MORNING, ARE YOU WAKING UP OR NOT?' Richard screamed at his door. He was used to it as this happens every time they have to work through the night. Richard finds it hard to sleep in beds other than his own and he expects everyone to get up when he does so he wouldn't get bored.
'Yea, yea.I'm up.' Henry mumbled hoping that Richard had heard him and would go away. Fortunately, he did and Henry heard him thunder towards the room next door where Marcus was sleeping. Henry tried to recollect the dream he had and found it disappointing that he would never know what he was about to say to the girl. He was also curious. That girl looked very familiar but he can't place where he had seen her before. Furthermore, the dream.the dream didn't feel like a dream it felt so real. He brought his hands to his lips remembering the kiss he gave the girl on her cheek wondering is this girl is real.
'HENRY, HURRY UP!' He got himself a quick shower and rushed to the lobby to meet the guys.
'Come on Henry, hurry up I'm starving I haven't had my breakfast and now it's already time for lunch.' Marcus complained rubbing his tummy as though it hurts.
'You are always hungry, Marc. Anyway, you can eat a very heavy lunch. We will help Henry here waste some money away. He is rich enough to get anything he wants and yet he doesn't even get himself a new pair of shoes.' Richard offered as though he owns those money.
'Henry, you've wore that pair of shoes for the past three years, aren't you getting yourself a new pair?' Richard exclaimed having a mock disgusted look on his face.
'Hey, I like it. It might be old, but it's nice and comfy!' Henry retorted indignantly. 'So, are you two coming or not? Or you can always get your own lunch!'
The two hopped out of the couch and three of them headed out of the hotel. They are all going back in the evening but they plan to have a nice and carefree time before that. They headed to a nearby café for lunch and there they sat talking while waiting for their order to arrive. The place was crowded but they didn't mind as they had company and they enjoy talking to each other.
It was when Marcus suddenly looks across Henry shoulder towards the table at the back when they all stopped talking.
What's wrong, Marc? Henry asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
Not much, it's just that there's a girl at the back and she was staring at you.' Marcus replied.
So?
No, it's just that I know that you're good looking and I've seen many girls stare at you, but this is different.
How so?
Well, when she stared, it was really intense and it was as though she was hoping and wishing and then she lowered her head but I could still see disappointment all over her face. It was as though she was hoping that you were someone.
Well, maybe I look like someone she used to know?
Maybe.
Henry unconsciously turned towards the back and look and what originally was a look only turned to a stare. 'The same red hair, it's style's a little different but that's her hair. The same redness. The same waviness. Oh gosh, am I imagining this. Maybe it is her. Maybe we've met before, maybe that was why she was staring. But this could all be my imagination, what if it is my imagination? Oh dear!
I hope to get a few reviews for this. GOOD or BAD
Phoenix353-I might do what you recommended, but I'm not sure yet
Momo-Harry maybe coming in the next chapter, if he doesn't he'll be out the one after that. Hope that I'll get more reviews from you. Please give me some opinion please.
***CHAPTER 3***
Henry was tired, very tired. He has been up since three in the morning. Vascular surgeons are very rare. He had to driven to the next city with a few friends who are also doctors to answer to an emergency there. They had just checked into a hotel for the night.. or the morning. He was now in his room trying to get some sleep.
'Uhhh, why on earth did I choose to become a doctor?' he asked himself wearily. He knows the answer to that, but right now, he's just too tired to care. He decided to become a doctor after recovering from an accident. To most doctors, he was a miracle. Most thought he would die, and those who didn't thought that it would be better to be dead than permanently paralyze. Amazingly, neither happened. He recovered in an abnormal speed and there he was walking around as though he's been fine his entire life.
He's been a doctor for the past few years and to the surprise of most people he has never failed any of his patient, no matter how close he or she is to death. Most people knew that he is talented, seeing that he achieved his medical decree in only two years while others needed six. His principal was a little worried of letting him graduate, but he has been doing well ever since.
While thinking of what he had done since he lost his memory, he gradually fell asleep. And there he had a wonderful dream. He dreamt that it was Valentines Day and he was preparing a certain room at the top of a tower. He was carrying a stick and he was waving it around muttering words once in a while. While he did that, things were appearing at the direction he was waving his stick. It was like magic.
The scene shifted to what seems to be nighttime with candles floating around him and a girl sitting right in front of him. She mesmerized him. He was staring at her while she quietly chews on the thing she was eating. She is beautiful.no, gorgeous was a better word for her. He told her a joke and she threw her head back and laugh. Her long red hair was bouncing and swaying as she laughs. Her emerald green eyes twinkled while she did so. Her sweet laugh was contagious and intoxicating. He saw himself laughing with her and also found himself drowning in the sound of her laugh. She was different, very different than other girls he had met.
The atmosphere seems to be perfect for the evening. The light breeze floating in and bright stars glowing in the night. What amused him was the outfit he was wearing. He was wearing a dress, no, it's more like a robe and the girl was wearing something similar, not that she didn't look beautiful. She whispered a soft thank you and he saw himself glow with happiness. He leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek and said...
'HENRY, IT IS ELEVEN IN THE MORNING, ARE YOU WAKING UP OR NOT?' Richard screamed at his door. He was used to it as this happens every time they have to work through the night. Richard finds it hard to sleep in beds other than his own and he expects everyone to get up when he does so he wouldn't get bored.
'Yea, yea.I'm up.' Henry mumbled hoping that Richard had heard him and would go away. Fortunately, he did and Henry heard him thunder towards the room next door where Marcus was sleeping. Henry tried to recollect the dream he had and found it disappointing that he would never know what he was about to say to the girl. He was also curious. That girl looked very familiar but he can't place where he had seen her before. Furthermore, the dream.the dream didn't feel like a dream it felt so real. He brought his hands to his lips remembering the kiss he gave the girl on her cheek wondering is this girl is real.
'HENRY, HURRY UP!' He got himself a quick shower and rushed to the lobby to meet the guys.
'Come on Henry, hurry up I'm starving I haven't had my breakfast and now it's already time for lunch.' Marcus complained rubbing his tummy as though it hurts.
'You are always hungry, Marc. Anyway, you can eat a very heavy lunch. We will help Henry here waste some money away. He is rich enough to get anything he wants and yet he doesn't even get himself a new pair of shoes.' Richard offered as though he owns those money.
'Henry, you've wore that pair of shoes for the past three years, aren't you getting yourself a new pair?' Richard exclaimed having a mock disgusted look on his face.
'Hey, I like it. It might be old, but it's nice and comfy!' Henry retorted indignantly. 'So, are you two coming or not? Or you can always get your own lunch!'
The two hopped out of the couch and three of them headed out of the hotel. They are all going back in the evening but they plan to have a nice and carefree time before that. They headed to a nearby café for lunch and there they sat talking while waiting for their order to arrive. The place was crowded but they didn't mind as they had company and they enjoy talking to each other.
It was when Marcus suddenly looks across Henry shoulder towards the table at the back when they all stopped talking.
What's wrong, Marc? Henry asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
Not much, it's just that there's a girl at the back and she was staring at you.' Marcus replied.
So?
No, it's just that I know that you're good looking and I've seen many girls stare at you, but this is different.
How so?
Well, when she stared, it was really intense and it was as though she was hoping and wishing and then she lowered her head but I could still see disappointment all over her face. It was as though she was hoping that you were someone.
Well, maybe I look like someone she used to know?
Maybe.
Henry unconsciously turned towards the back and look and what originally was a look only turned to a stare. 'The same red hair, it's style's a little different but that's her hair. The same redness. The same waviness. Oh gosh, am I imagining this. Maybe it is her. Maybe we've met before, maybe that was why she was staring. But this could all be my imagination, what if it is my imagination? Oh dear!
I hope to get a few reviews for this. GOOD or BAD
Phoenix353-I might do what you recommended, but I'm not sure yet
Momo-Harry maybe coming in the next chapter, if he doesn't he'll be out the one after that. Hope that I'll get more reviews from you. Please give me some opinion please.