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***CHAPTER 8***
Amy turned slightly, thinking she was sleeping in her bed, when she realizes the hardness and coldness of her 'bed' and the voices surrounding her. She tried to open her eyes but she stopped immediately, after feeling a sharp pain coursing through her head. She tried again, this time doing it slowly as to not experience the pain she felt a few seconds ago. The first thing she saw was a pair of ocean blue eyes staring at her through a pair of glasses.
'Amy, Amy thank goodness you're fine. I was so worried, so worried.'
Her gaze was disrupted and she turned her head a little towards Christine's voice. She found herself starring straight up towards Christine and also that she is in fact lying on Christine on the floor. She also noted that someone was fiddling around with her wrist, checking her pulse. That was when what happened came back to her in a flash. 'I must have fainted again at the sight of blood.' She thought. She smiled a little at Christine's expression and was about to tell her that she was fine when she was distracted again by another voice.
'Excuse me, miss. Does she have a family doctor?' Thankful that the question wasn't directed to her she turned and saw Christine shake her head to reply.
The guy who was examining her just now asked again. 'Well, It would be best to have your friend's arm fixed and also have a check up on whether she hurt her head when she fell. I would gladly do it for her here but I do not have my stuff here with me. Does she stay near here?'
Amy shook her head slightly to answer him but she stopped when the guy was looking towards Christine for an answer. Christine gave him a sort reply 'No, she doesn't stay close by.' Then turned her head back to Amy.
The same guy asked again 'Would you mind waiting while I get my stuff?'
'Hey Richard, why don't we take them to the hospital wing in our hotel, the nurses there would be able to help you.'
When Amy heard that voice, she immediately turned towards it. 'His voice.it's the same as that guy.' her thoughts went as soon as she found the face that owns that voice. 'It is that guy again.' She thought exasperatedly. 'Why does all the signs lead back to him? He doesn't seem to know me at all. So, he can't be part of my past. I can't have changed that much, can I?'
That guy turned to Christine and asked again 'Is it okay with you and your friend here, Miss.'
'He was also the one who shouted Lil..Lil.what was that name again.Oh yeah, LILY!' Amy thought again.
Her thoughts were disrupted when Christine replied. 'Callaway, Christine Callaway.'
Amy tried to listen to more of their conversation to find out what was happening. Unfortunately, a wave of nausea hit her on the head again. She had no choice but to relax, close her eyes and soothe the pain.
Amy hated the situation she found herself in. People were staring upon and talking about her. The last time she had this much attention was when she was in the hospital recovering from that which took her memory away. Her thoughts were interrupted once again by someone acknowledging her; this time surprisingly was a different person.
'What should we call you, miss?
'Amy.' She found herself instinctively replying.
'Well Amy, are you able to walk?'
Not wanting to look like she is completely useless, she tried. Her knees buckled below her, not supporting any of her weight. She would have crumbled to the floor if not for Marcus standing close by.
'It's okay, don't push yourself. Henry over there should be able to carry to back to the hotel. That guy's all muscles.'
Marcus gaze on Henry told her what she wanted to know from the moment she noticed him in the café. 'So, his name is Henry. Mmm. Henry, it doesn't suit him. He is so NOT Henry.
She was looking at him when he replied 'Er.yeah.' And she realizes that he had a tinge of pink graze upon his handsome features.
She wasn't sure what she was feeling at the moment but excitement and nervousness were certainly one of them. 'Why am I feeling excited? Gee. I'm going to be carried by a total stranger here. I should be feeling damn nervous, NOT excited. Geez. What's wrong with me? Why do I feel weird, see funny, and have impossible things happen to me'
The experience Amy had being carried by a person from her dreams was weird. She expected to feel very uncomfortable being carried by a stranger but strangely, she felt just the opposite. She actually felt comfortable, she felt as though she belonged there. The guy called Henry was actually quite strong. Under his big t-shirt he didn't look it. At first glance, he looks tall and lanky; you wouldn't even think he was strong. Furthermore, with his profession as a doctor, no one would think that doctors actually work out.
Her thoughts turned back to Henry who had took his things and is now starting to examine her. She had heard a lot about people being rape or molested and then killed, but another part of her consciousness felt that Henry can be trusted, and that feeling was overwhelming and it overpowered the other part of her mind. She didn't know much about Henry, Richard or Marcus, but she trusted Henry and with him there, she felt safe. At that time, with her head still feeling drowsy, that's all she needed.
She answered all the question she was asked, nodding to some, shaking to others. When everything was done, Henry told her that she was fine although the little bump on her head was starting to swell and her arm was still hurting. Henry had washed her wound and examined her arm. According to him, she was lucky, the way she fell on her arm would have twisted or broken it, it is a miracle that that didn't happen.
***mix Amy's & Henry's POV***
Amy was told to rest for about half an hour before standing up, as her head might feel a little uncomfortable due to the big bump on her head. As she lay there, a conversation started. She joined them once in a while, preferring to listen than to talk. Somewhere in the conversation, both Marcus and Richard left, the former went to get some beverages and the latter got a call from his girlfriend. Christine too left after a while, saying that she have to go to the ladies. At the end of that half an hour, only two of them were left talking.
'I'll tell you this, but you must promise not to laugh at it.' Amy told him, trying to put on a stern face.
'Okay.'
'Well, there was this time in my law school, that was where I graduated to be a lawyer. Well, it was very close to graduation day actually. I barged into what I thought was my dormitory and yelled shut the lights, Mrs. Feelan, that's my school principal, is coming. What I didn't know was that, that wasn't my dorm and was instead the boys dorm and the assistant principal, Mr. Jones had just finish checking the boys dorm and was on his way out.'
'Oh oh!'
'Yeah, imagine how much trouble I got into after that.'
'It can't be that much, can it?''
'It certainly can. I quote Mrs. Feelan, 'Not only were you up pass midnight, you were also caught in the boys dormitory and that equals to wandering around the school compound too.'
'But that's not fair'
'Well, to Mrs. Feelan it is. Imagine, a grown up girl getting her punishment five days before graduation. That was the first punishment I got there in all the years I studied there. I ruined all the perfect impression and record I set up there for years in just ONE night.'
'What happened after that?'
'Naturally, I was devastated. The only thing I was and still am glad for is that they have gotten our certificates and report cards filled up therefore they couldn't change anything in it. In writing, I'm still a perfect angel.'
'You were certainly lucky.'
' I gave Mr. Jones a heart attack though. But well what did you expect? He almost crashed into one of his best and favorite student, who was panting like a dog while screaming, SHUT THE LIGHTS. I still wish that I had gotten his photo at that very moment. His expression was priceless. And you know what?''
'No, I don't know what.' Henry replied, flashing a cheeky grin at her.
'' He is the teacher who prides himself as being able to stay cool and calm under all circumstances.
'Poor guy. His confidence towards himself must have dropped like a bomb.'
'It did. I got loads of teases from the guys too, after that. But I must admit, I did enjoy looking at some of the good looking half dressed guys shock and astounded. It was quite a sight.'
Henry snorted, unable to keep is laughter contained anymore.
'Hey, you promised.' Henry snorted again trying to keep his promise.
'Okay, okay, laugh all you like. If I don't let you do so, you might die of laughter inside.'
At that, Henry burst out into peals of laughter. His laughter was contagious and pretty soon, Amy was laughing her heads off too. Together, they laugh, roll and wriggle around with tears of laughter rolling down their cheeks.
They had a nice time talking to each other and time flew by quickly. None of them noticed that their friends had been gone for a long time and had not returned. Well their friends did return. They had all met at the elevator and walk together. Upon reaching the door, they heard the laughter coming from within. Marcus had opened the room door slightly and peeps in. The sight he saw inside cause him to bloat up with happiness. He had never seen his friend laughing that much. Laugh Henry did, but never this much. He could feel both their happiness radiating out of the room. Marcus noted that Henry had never wore that look when he was awake before this, yes, he had seen that look before, but it was only when Henry was sleeping. It was the look of pure joy.
He backed away from the door slowly, and beckoned for Richard to look. As Richard peered into the room, Christine followed at the back. Marcus heard both of them gasped with surprised. He knew that Richard would be surprised but he wasn't expecting Christine to be too.
'I'm guessing that Amy don't normally laugh this much either?' Marcus asked.
Speechless, all Christine could do was gape like a goldfish and shake her head. While Christine and Richard looked into the room once again, Marcus thought
'Maybe all Henry need is someone by his side.'
He whispered softly to Christine and Richard 'Let's leave them alone. I know that Henry needs this, while judging Christine expression I don't think she would deny that Amy needs it too.
Back in the room, Henry and Amy were still talking.
' Well, since you've embarrassed yourself by telling me one of your embarrassing story, I will in turn tell you mine. But of course, you too must promise that you won't laugh at all. And this time, there's no backing out of it.'
'But that's not fair! You laughed at mine.'
'Well, you gave me the permission to do it'
'Yes, so you'll have to let me do so too.'
'No, I don't.'
'Yes, you do.'
'I don't!'
'You do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Knock.knock.
'Amy.Amy. we have to go. You promised to come pick my cousin up with me.' Christine knocked on the door then opened silently and peeped in.
'Well Henry, I guess I have to go now. Thanks a lot for your help. I really appreciate it. I enjoyed talking to you too. I think I realize why you do so well as a doctor. Your patients are sure lucky to have a doctor like you. I had so much fun talking I actually forgot about the pain I was feeling.'
When Amy was slowly getting up from the bed she was lying on, his mind was working very hard.
'Oh no, she's leaving, she's leaving!'
'Say something, you idiot, you've never been tongue tied around girls before.'
'Right Henry, you're right. I normally get to date any girl I want.'
'Exactly! Use those charms of yours.'
'Yes, right. But no, they've all disappear. This is bad, really bad. I'm talking to myself. Why am I nervous? Why? I'm normally the cool one. Oh no, she's getting up to leave. Gosh I've got to say something.anything!'
Before leaving, Amy gave Henry a hug for thanks. 'Thanks' Henry. My head and arm feels a lot better now. Help me thanks Marcus and Richard too.' Amy told him as she hugs him.
Henry's womanizer instincts kicked in as Amy enveloped him in a hug. Whispering softly with a tinge of shyness there he asked 'Is there any chance in me seeing you again?'
Amy's head jerked back instantly, staring at him with an expression of pure shock. Her lips slowly curved into a mischievous smile, and she whispered back. 'How bout' this, since you were reluctant to accept a payment from me, I'll treat you to lunch. I normally have my lunch at the café, why don't you drop by one of these days at one. That way, I'll not tie you down if you have an emergency to attend to.'
With a bigger grin, she turned around and walked out of the room with Christine who was still wearing an amused grin following behind.
Henry watched Amy till she was out of sight then quietly close the door, sat on the coach and smiled happily. Richard and Marcus who had caught Henry's look on the face as he was closing the door, barged in a few seconds later, both with mischievous grins on their face asked,
'Something on your mind, Henry? You want to talk about it?'
Henry stretched and lay back on the coach, still grinning happily replied
'Wouldn't you like to know?'
I hope to get a few reviews for this. GOOD or BAD
I was wondering, should I put this as James/Lily OR James/ Harry OR Lily/Harry
I thank those who have reviewed. And I hope that more reviews (good or bad) will come it is a great encouragement and with all the pointers here and there, it will definitely improve my writing skills. I'm still very new at this.
***CHAPTER 8***
Amy turned slightly, thinking she was sleeping in her bed, when she realizes the hardness and coldness of her 'bed' and the voices surrounding her. She tried to open her eyes but she stopped immediately, after feeling a sharp pain coursing through her head. She tried again, this time doing it slowly as to not experience the pain she felt a few seconds ago. The first thing she saw was a pair of ocean blue eyes staring at her through a pair of glasses.
'Amy, Amy thank goodness you're fine. I was so worried, so worried.'
Her gaze was disrupted and she turned her head a little towards Christine's voice. She found herself starring straight up towards Christine and also that she is in fact lying on Christine on the floor. She also noted that someone was fiddling around with her wrist, checking her pulse. That was when what happened came back to her in a flash. 'I must have fainted again at the sight of blood.' She thought. She smiled a little at Christine's expression and was about to tell her that she was fine when she was distracted again by another voice.
'Excuse me, miss. Does she have a family doctor?' Thankful that the question wasn't directed to her she turned and saw Christine shake her head to reply.
The guy who was examining her just now asked again. 'Well, It would be best to have your friend's arm fixed and also have a check up on whether she hurt her head when she fell. I would gladly do it for her here but I do not have my stuff here with me. Does she stay near here?'
Amy shook her head slightly to answer him but she stopped when the guy was looking towards Christine for an answer. Christine gave him a sort reply 'No, she doesn't stay close by.' Then turned her head back to Amy.
The same guy asked again 'Would you mind waiting while I get my stuff?'
'Hey Richard, why don't we take them to the hospital wing in our hotel, the nurses there would be able to help you.'
When Amy heard that voice, she immediately turned towards it. 'His voice.it's the same as that guy.' her thoughts went as soon as she found the face that owns that voice. 'It is that guy again.' She thought exasperatedly. 'Why does all the signs lead back to him? He doesn't seem to know me at all. So, he can't be part of my past. I can't have changed that much, can I?'
That guy turned to Christine and asked again 'Is it okay with you and your friend here, Miss.'
'He was also the one who shouted Lil..Lil.what was that name again.Oh yeah, LILY!' Amy thought again.
Her thoughts were disrupted when Christine replied. 'Callaway, Christine Callaway.'
Amy tried to listen to more of their conversation to find out what was happening. Unfortunately, a wave of nausea hit her on the head again. She had no choice but to relax, close her eyes and soothe the pain.
Amy hated the situation she found herself in. People were staring upon and talking about her. The last time she had this much attention was when she was in the hospital recovering from that which took her memory away. Her thoughts were interrupted once again by someone acknowledging her; this time surprisingly was a different person.
'What should we call you, miss?
'Amy.' She found herself instinctively replying.
'Well Amy, are you able to walk?'
Not wanting to look like she is completely useless, she tried. Her knees buckled below her, not supporting any of her weight. She would have crumbled to the floor if not for Marcus standing close by.
'It's okay, don't push yourself. Henry over there should be able to carry to back to the hotel. That guy's all muscles.'
Marcus gaze on Henry told her what she wanted to know from the moment she noticed him in the café. 'So, his name is Henry. Mmm. Henry, it doesn't suit him. He is so NOT Henry.
She was looking at him when he replied 'Er.yeah.' And she realizes that he had a tinge of pink graze upon his handsome features.
She wasn't sure what she was feeling at the moment but excitement and nervousness were certainly one of them. 'Why am I feeling excited? Gee. I'm going to be carried by a total stranger here. I should be feeling damn nervous, NOT excited. Geez. What's wrong with me? Why do I feel weird, see funny, and have impossible things happen to me'
The experience Amy had being carried by a person from her dreams was weird. She expected to feel very uncomfortable being carried by a stranger but strangely, she felt just the opposite. She actually felt comfortable, she felt as though she belonged there. The guy called Henry was actually quite strong. Under his big t-shirt he didn't look it. At first glance, he looks tall and lanky; you wouldn't even think he was strong. Furthermore, with his profession as a doctor, no one would think that doctors actually work out.
Her thoughts turned back to Henry who had took his things and is now starting to examine her. She had heard a lot about people being rape or molested and then killed, but another part of her consciousness felt that Henry can be trusted, and that feeling was overwhelming and it overpowered the other part of her mind. She didn't know much about Henry, Richard or Marcus, but she trusted Henry and with him there, she felt safe. At that time, with her head still feeling drowsy, that's all she needed.
She answered all the question she was asked, nodding to some, shaking to others. When everything was done, Henry told her that she was fine although the little bump on her head was starting to swell and her arm was still hurting. Henry had washed her wound and examined her arm. According to him, she was lucky, the way she fell on her arm would have twisted or broken it, it is a miracle that that didn't happen.
***mix Amy's & Henry's POV***
Amy was told to rest for about half an hour before standing up, as her head might feel a little uncomfortable due to the big bump on her head. As she lay there, a conversation started. She joined them once in a while, preferring to listen than to talk. Somewhere in the conversation, both Marcus and Richard left, the former went to get some beverages and the latter got a call from his girlfriend. Christine too left after a while, saying that she have to go to the ladies. At the end of that half an hour, only two of them were left talking.
'I'll tell you this, but you must promise not to laugh at it.' Amy told him, trying to put on a stern face.
'Okay.'
'Well, there was this time in my law school, that was where I graduated to be a lawyer. Well, it was very close to graduation day actually. I barged into what I thought was my dormitory and yelled shut the lights, Mrs. Feelan, that's my school principal, is coming. What I didn't know was that, that wasn't my dorm and was instead the boys dorm and the assistant principal, Mr. Jones had just finish checking the boys dorm and was on his way out.'
'Oh oh!'
'Yeah, imagine how much trouble I got into after that.'
'It can't be that much, can it?''
'It certainly can. I quote Mrs. Feelan, 'Not only were you up pass midnight, you were also caught in the boys dormitory and that equals to wandering around the school compound too.'
'But that's not fair'
'Well, to Mrs. Feelan it is. Imagine, a grown up girl getting her punishment five days before graduation. That was the first punishment I got there in all the years I studied there. I ruined all the perfect impression and record I set up there for years in just ONE night.'
'What happened after that?'
'Naturally, I was devastated. The only thing I was and still am glad for is that they have gotten our certificates and report cards filled up therefore they couldn't change anything in it. In writing, I'm still a perfect angel.'
'You were certainly lucky.'
' I gave Mr. Jones a heart attack though. But well what did you expect? He almost crashed into one of his best and favorite student, who was panting like a dog while screaming, SHUT THE LIGHTS. I still wish that I had gotten his photo at that very moment. His expression was priceless. And you know what?''
'No, I don't know what.' Henry replied, flashing a cheeky grin at her.
'' He is the teacher who prides himself as being able to stay cool and calm under all circumstances.
'Poor guy. His confidence towards himself must have dropped like a bomb.'
'It did. I got loads of teases from the guys too, after that. But I must admit, I did enjoy looking at some of the good looking half dressed guys shock and astounded. It was quite a sight.'
Henry snorted, unable to keep is laughter contained anymore.
'Hey, you promised.' Henry snorted again trying to keep his promise.
'Okay, okay, laugh all you like. If I don't let you do so, you might die of laughter inside.'
At that, Henry burst out into peals of laughter. His laughter was contagious and pretty soon, Amy was laughing her heads off too. Together, they laugh, roll and wriggle around with tears of laughter rolling down their cheeks.
They had a nice time talking to each other and time flew by quickly. None of them noticed that their friends had been gone for a long time and had not returned. Well their friends did return. They had all met at the elevator and walk together. Upon reaching the door, they heard the laughter coming from within. Marcus had opened the room door slightly and peeps in. The sight he saw inside cause him to bloat up with happiness. He had never seen his friend laughing that much. Laugh Henry did, but never this much. He could feel both their happiness radiating out of the room. Marcus noted that Henry had never wore that look when he was awake before this, yes, he had seen that look before, but it was only when Henry was sleeping. It was the look of pure joy.
He backed away from the door slowly, and beckoned for Richard to look. As Richard peered into the room, Christine followed at the back. Marcus heard both of them gasped with surprised. He knew that Richard would be surprised but he wasn't expecting Christine to be too.
'I'm guessing that Amy don't normally laugh this much either?' Marcus asked.
Speechless, all Christine could do was gape like a goldfish and shake her head. While Christine and Richard looked into the room once again, Marcus thought
'Maybe all Henry need is someone by his side.'
He whispered softly to Christine and Richard 'Let's leave them alone. I know that Henry needs this, while judging Christine expression I don't think she would deny that Amy needs it too.
Back in the room, Henry and Amy were still talking.
' Well, since you've embarrassed yourself by telling me one of your embarrassing story, I will in turn tell you mine. But of course, you too must promise that you won't laugh at all. And this time, there's no backing out of it.'
'But that's not fair! You laughed at mine.'
'Well, you gave me the permission to do it'
'Yes, so you'll have to let me do so too.'
'No, I don't.'
'Yes, you do.'
'I don't!'
'You do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Don't!'
'Do!'
'Knock.knock.
'Amy.Amy. we have to go. You promised to come pick my cousin up with me.' Christine knocked on the door then opened silently and peeped in.
'Well Henry, I guess I have to go now. Thanks a lot for your help. I really appreciate it. I enjoyed talking to you too. I think I realize why you do so well as a doctor. Your patients are sure lucky to have a doctor like you. I had so much fun talking I actually forgot about the pain I was feeling.'
When Amy was slowly getting up from the bed she was lying on, his mind was working very hard.
'Oh no, she's leaving, she's leaving!'
'Say something, you idiot, you've never been tongue tied around girls before.'
'Right Henry, you're right. I normally get to date any girl I want.'
'Exactly! Use those charms of yours.'
'Yes, right. But no, they've all disappear. This is bad, really bad. I'm talking to myself. Why am I nervous? Why? I'm normally the cool one. Oh no, she's getting up to leave. Gosh I've got to say something.anything!'
Before leaving, Amy gave Henry a hug for thanks. 'Thanks' Henry. My head and arm feels a lot better now. Help me thanks Marcus and Richard too.' Amy told him as she hugs him.
Henry's womanizer instincts kicked in as Amy enveloped him in a hug. Whispering softly with a tinge of shyness there he asked 'Is there any chance in me seeing you again?'
Amy's head jerked back instantly, staring at him with an expression of pure shock. Her lips slowly curved into a mischievous smile, and she whispered back. 'How bout' this, since you were reluctant to accept a payment from me, I'll treat you to lunch. I normally have my lunch at the café, why don't you drop by one of these days at one. That way, I'll not tie you down if you have an emergency to attend to.'
With a bigger grin, she turned around and walked out of the room with Christine who was still wearing an amused grin following behind.
Henry watched Amy till she was out of sight then quietly close the door, sat on the coach and smiled happily. Richard and Marcus who had caught Henry's look on the face as he was closing the door, barged in a few seconds later, both with mischievous grins on their face asked,
'Something on your mind, Henry? You want to talk about it?'
Henry stretched and lay back on the coach, still grinning happily replied
'Wouldn't you like to know?'
I hope to get a few reviews for this. GOOD or BAD
I was wondering, should I put this as James/Lily OR James/ Harry OR Lily/Harry
I thank those who have reviewed. And I hope that more reviews (good or bad) will come it is a great encouragement and with all the pointers here and there, it will definitely improve my writing skills. I'm still very new at this.