"James, we're going out tonight."
"Hello Harry, how are you today? Oh, I'm well James, how about yourself? I'm just on tinder trying to get laid." My best friend teases as I tighten my grip on the steering wheel.
"I need a drink and to talk to someone other than my mum James, you going to tell me to call some psychic hotline again?" I snap and he chuckles.
"I was going to check out a new place tonight, I'll text you the details." He says before hanging up on me.
What a fucking wanker, now I just need to dodge my mother for a few hours.
A text comes through and shows on the display of my car.
From: Unknown - My mom gave me your number in case of emergency, I hope that's ok.... This is Eden by the way.
I smile at her awkwardness and tell Siri to reply, "I should have given it to you myself. Luckily Donna has my back." I reply before telling Siri to open another text to her, "I'll still have a job tomorrow right? I don't think your mom would like what happened."
From: Unknown - I'll take care of it Harry, don't worry. What are your plans tonight?
"I'm going out and having some drinks," I reply and the phone pings soo after.
From: Unknown - Have fun. She replies and I frown at her shortness.
"Send me a photo so I can set it to your contact."
From: Unknown - Is that how they say "send nudes" nowadays? She retorts and I chuckle.
"Well I mean, I can't say I wouldn't look but it could be awkward if you call me when I'm with my mum and your tits pop up. I tease, there is a ten-minute pause that makes me think that I completely blew it with her. I let out a sigh of relief when her number pops up as she calls me. "Harry Styles, giver of hoodies and M&Ms." I chirp.
"It worked," Eden mumbles under her breath.
"What worked?" I ask.
"Nothing, nevermind. I just talked to my mom though," She says softly before pausing. "I didn't know she had a camera in the treatment room." She adds regretfully and my heart drops.
"Oh shit," I'm going to lose my job and my reputation. FUCK mum was right.
"It's alright Harry, I explained that you had a bad day and that I was the one that instigated the kiss which isn't a lie."
"Yea, the first one but what about the other in the garden?" I reply sharply.
"There are no cameras out there thank fuck, just in the treatment room in case I have another episode." She explains and I pause as I try to word my next question.
"Why am I different Eden?" I ask and she sighs.
"I don't know Harry, you just are."
"Do the voices like me or something? Do they feel safe with me?" I press.
"No, I feel safe with you. They hate you though." She mutters.
"What do they say about me?" I ask and I can hear her fidget not wanting to answer. "It's ok Eden, you can tell me."
"That you only care about me for my body and that-" She cuts herself off as she sniffles.
"They say that you just want to fuck me, that's all you care about." She confesses weakly, "I know they're wrong about you Harry."
"I mean, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to you, they just need to get to know me more." I shrug and she lets out a sigh.
"I'll let you go, have fun tonight." She says softly.
"If you need anything, don't be afraid to call ok babe?" I reply, the pet name slipping out of my mouth accidentally. She pauses and I can tell she's over thinking it.
"Bye Harry," She whispers before hanging up.
This won't do at all.
After making a few stops I went home to have dinner with my mum, she was quiet tonight. Almost as if she knew not to talk to me about Eden which I was thankful for because honestly, I'm so confused.
I was floored when she dropped the virgin bombshell, the way her body responded to mine and the way she kissed me.... It was mindblowing.
As I pull on some fresh clothing my phone pings with a text. I button my shirt as I walk over to my phone to see a photo message from Eden. Her hair is wet, like she had just gotten out of the shower. She's wearing a robe and is smiling brightly as she holds the surprise I had left her. "Thank you, Harry," She sent along with it. She looks so stunning that I save the photo and quickly make it her contact image.
"Have a good night beautiful" I text back and my phone pings almost immediately.
"I'd have a better night if you hadn't of left." She replies quickly and I smirk.
"Are you flirting with me, Miss Anderson?"
"Why in the world would I do a thing like that Doctor Styles?" She retorts before sending a winking face. I chuckle as I get an alert that my uber has arrived, I quickly text James that I'm on the way before bidding my mum farewell.
The ride downtown was quick, after finding the bar I narrow my eyes at James as I approach him. "Could have told me it was a gay bar you know?" I say rolling my eyes as he hands me a beer. "Stop trying to swing me over to your side."
"But Harry! Can't you see that I'm in love with you and all your little things?" My best friend chirps dramatically.
"Come on, don't you remember that kiss a few years ago?" He teases and I clear my throat.
"Uh no? I was piss ass drunk you fucker! If there wasn't a photo I'd never believe you." I groan before finishing my beer and shouting at the bartender for another.
"Damn H, what's going on?" He asks, his voice full of genuine concern.
"I kissed my patient today," I confess under my breath. James sets his beer down and looks at me in surprise.
"Harry no, this isn't you. You worked your ass off for that job, I'm still bitter you got the promotion over me. You don't just go around kissing patients, next thing you know you'll be fucking her and losing your license!" He growls and I hang my head as I let out a sigh.
"She's just so different," I insist as the bartender hands me another beer. "Do you remember Eden Anderson?"
"No Harry! What the fuck? Angry Eden? How the fuck did you get close enough to kiss-"
"Three times," I cut him off.
"Holy shit, she's actually crazy-"
"She's not fucking crazy!" I snap, "She's perfect and sweet. Yes, she's troubled but not around me."
"Dude, she gave me this." He huffs before showing me a bite mark scar on his arm, "you should have seen one of the nurses she got to. She hates men, why would she let you near her?"
"I don't know, I just wish..." I pause as an idea comes to mind, "what are you doing Friday?" I ask.
"Not getting bitten by Angry Eden again!"
"I'll be there, it will be fine," I assure him and he shakes his head laughing.
"Cheers," He says holding out his drink and I furrow my brows.
"What are we toasting to?" I ask.
"To you being properly fucked."
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