Wiping her brow from the steam of the soup, Marie feigned a wan smile and put the bowl on the tray. "Here's your soup Emma, watch out though-it's hot."
The patient, Emma, merely furrowed her brow at the teen. "My daddy's really high up in this hospital, if I don't like the soup I'm telling and you're going to get fired!" The ten year old spat.
Marie grimmanced. Right because the taste of soup is not trivial at all... She bit her tongue and wanly smiled. "Emma, I don't think your dad would fire me over soup. But if you don't like it we can get you another then, alright?" Marie's facial expressions remained pleasant, hiding that she had no patience for this. For the last two hours she'd been on her feet, catering to patients. Although she loved helping them-rude ones were not in her description.
"Well just wait and see, he's firing my nanny because she couldn't get me tickets to the One Direction concert tonight, so he could fire you too!"she crossed her arms.
"Emma, you're in the hospital," Marie said blatantly," you can't be going to a concert right after jaw surf-wait, One Direction was tonight?" she put her head in her hands. "I thought it was tomorrow!" Idiot Marie! she cursed silently. I have to go tell Lottie, ahh!
Both Lottie and Marie were avid fans of the band. Ever since their debut on X-Factor-'Torn' had won the girls over, their fangirling began. And the rest, as tumblr girls would agree, was history. Clearly I'm not a good enough fan though to know about this... Sighing, she went off to go find Lottie.
She spun on her heels and right as she reached the door handle, Emma began to cry, "It's hot, it's hot!"
Marie rolled her eyes, "Warned you!" she called over her shoulder, "you wanker," she murmured.
Yawning, she began her walk down the recovery ward. How could I have missed their concert? What kind of pathetic excuse of a fan am I-say, what's up with everyone in the lobby?
Flashes of cameras awaited her at the end of the hall, as well as bustling strangers who were buzzing away on excitement. They looked like they were in no mourning whatsoever over a sick family-so why were They there? Faintly, Marie could hear Gwen's calls.
"Say, get out of here! The likes of you lot aren't welcomed! Gaurds! Security!"
Marie's eyes widened. Oh no, what if somethings wrong? Worst case scenarios of some sort of bombing, or attack flashed through her head, and she figured reporters were here to give updates on the victims. She rushed up to find she could hardly move through the crowd.
"Oi, s'cuse me sir, trying to get through!" she said politely, attempting to get to Gwen.
"Hey! She works here! She must know what's going on!" Marie looked up at the reporter and then noticed he was talking about her! Immeadiatly, a swarm of reporters engulfed her.
"How is he?"
"Where are they holding him!"
"Have you seen the other boys?"
"Which one fell!"
Who are they talking about? Marie thought frantically, attempting to shield her eyes from the flashes. "What? I don't-"
Immeadiately a hand grabbed her and yanked her out of the crowd. Looking at her saviour, she hugged her immediately. "Oh thank you Lottie! I can't tell you how terrifying those people are!"
"I know, they tried to do the same to me, come on we have to get out of here." Lottie said anxiously, continuing to pull Marie.
"What are they here for? Who are the asking about? Was their an attack?" Marie asked, raising her voice a bit upon noticing the reporters buzzing after them.
Lottie turned and said something, but Marie couldn't hear a thing. "WHAT?" she asked in a huff, the two now on the brink of running to get away.
Lottie repeated herself again, but no such luck was given to Marie's ears. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
"Oh bollucks," Lottie threw her hands up and then opened the nearest door, the two of them cramming inside and closing it behind them. "They're here because of-"Lottie stopped.
"Lott? Lottie?" Marie waved her hand feverishly. "All right there?"
Lottie's eyes were in a trance like state. "One Direction. Concert. One. Direction." she whispered.
"Oh, we missed their concert! I'm so upset, I was so looking forward to seeing them. I can't believe we didn't know it was tonight."
"Won't have to look much further." Lottie replied in awe, still staring straight ahead. "One. Direction."
"What's wrong with-oh I see now."
At the opposite side of the room, standing attentively was One Direction. Marie eyed them cautiously. Never having seen them before in person, she really couldn't believe that they were there, and how..beautiful they actually were. But their faces showed traces of worry and fret, their eye brows furrowed, and they were jumpy almost, looking at her expectantly.
Marie bit her bottom lip and chalantly put her hand over her mouth to whisper to Lottie. "Why are they here?" she 'whispered'.
"We can hear you, ya know." Zayn interjected,though his voice showed no traits of the joy it usually held. Instead it was forced, wavering almost.
"Is he alright?" Liam asked nervously, fiddling with his collar.
"What?" Marie turned to Lottie, brow raised. "
"Have they brought him into surgery yet?" Niall inquired, fret dancing in his eyes.
"Who are they talking about?" She asked Lottie, though Lottie still was transfixed on the boys beauty. "Who are you talking about?" she looked at the boys, starting to get worried.
Then she got it. There were only four.
"Harry! We're talking about Harry is he alright?" Louis's voice cracked with anger and fear.
Marie's eyes widened. Where was Harry Styles?
Oh my gosh this was rubbish I am so sorry!
I've been meaning to update for yonks, just been super busy. I'm sorry how short and bad this was, just wanted you all to know I'm alive. Thank you for the lovely reviews. I'm sorry again, hope this is alright, I will update late tonight, have to go to footie! Thank you for the support!