THREE

THREE

"Nervous?" I asked with a smile.

"I am." Ben slightly smiles.

"You'll be doing great on your first day baby. You always do."

When we arrived at his school, I held his hand tight as we walk together to the building. I walked him to his classroom and I think I was more nervous than Ben when we reached his school. I've been to schools and I'm sure there's always big-ass bullies lurking around here. I don't want my son to be bullied for not having a father. I squat down before him as I push his curly hair off from his forehead. He smiles at me sweetly and kisses my cheek then hugs me.

"Thank you for driving me to school for my first day mommy." He says.

I kissed his temple and pulled myself away from him, "Not a problem baby."

"Will you pick me up after school mom?"

I nod. "Of course sweetheart. Enjoy your first day alright? I love you."

He smiled happily, "I love you too mom."

"Follow what your teacher tells you, okay?"

Ben nods.

I stand and watch him as he walks towards his classroom. There were other kids his age too and I'm sure Ben will meet new friends. He's always friendly and always been a good boy. He always blends in any group of people. Ben is shy at first but I'm sure he'll get along with his classmates. Ben is a good kid. I taught him well and I always taught him to be nice even if to those kids who's not nice to him. I marched my way back to my car and drove to the hospital.

Yes, I'm now a registered nurse.

Being pregnant and studying in a medical school at the same time was the hardest thing I've ever been to. I had to control myself from vomiting and throwing up in the middle of the class or even facing dead bodies for our gross anatomy. It was hard. It was terribly and awfully hard for me. But I know I had to be strong for myself and for my baby that's why I passed all through those trials in my life.

I didn't care anymore of what the people were saying about me. All I cared about was to finish my studies. I had to face everyone with chin up even though my baby had no father. I couldn't tell people who the father of my baby was. No one would believe me if I tell them.

If I were in their shoes, I'd do the same thing. I wouldn't believe me either if I say Harry Styles from One Direction got me pregnant.

Come on, it's Harry Styles. People will only think I'm doing this to get famous.

Did I ever regret conceiving this child? Nope. I love Ben. Did I hate the fact that I was pregnant by Harry? Nope. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. Did I get mad cos I got pregnant at a young age? Hell no. Ben is a blessing. Did I hate Harry for what happened and what he did to me? No. I couldn't cos he doesn't know that he's a father to my child.

I raised Ben all alone for seven years without any form of help from anyone to be a father for Ben and I think I can continue on supporting him all by myself until I can save my salary. I haven't been in a relationship because I want my time only focused on Ben. Some men doesn't really want women who have kids and I understand that.

"Morning Miranda." Christian, also a nurse, greeted as he walks towards me.

"Morning Chris." I smiled.

"Coffee?"

"Thanks."

"You're lucky I bought two."

"You always buy one for me and you never forget it." I joked.

He smiles as we walked together to our station, "How's Ben?" He asked.

"It's his first day being a first grader today. He was so excited. I was nervous for him."

He chuckles. "I'm sure he was excited. And I'm sure he'll be okay. He's gotten bigger now."

"Yeah. It takes a lot of getting use to."

He smiled. "Are you going to pick him up after his class?"

"Yeah. I made a promise to him. You know how he reacts when I say my promises."

"You're such a hardworking mom."

I smiled. "I only want what's best for Ben. You know I don't have someone to help me."

He smiles back, "Oh come on, you have me."

I look at him and sometimes I think Christian likes me because he's giving me hints and the other nurses here, teases him that he remains to be single cos he's waiting for a chance from me.

He snaps a smile, "And your girlfriends too." He adds.

I smile back.

"Thanks. We need to hurry up I heard there's a patient in the OR by eight."

It's always busy here and that's what I love about my job because as long as I'm busy, I can't think of what time is it already. I don't notice the hours that pass by. And I think there's no busy day in hospitals, most especially if you're a nurse like me. You're always needed in every part of the hospital. Everywhere. It's tiring, yea. But you know, it's a good feeling to be able to help to other people. Seeing them smiling at you and thanking you for a little thing you did, it's such an amazing feeling. I love helping people and it hurts me too, when I see them cry over their loved ones dying.

I wanted to be a nurse by choice because I know I can help my countrymen. I was inspired by the nurses on that movie Pearl Harbor. Ever since after I saw that movie, I wanted to be one someday. Look at me now, a licensed nurse.

As the hours pass by, another tiring day came to an end and I hurriedly grabbed all of my stuff to fetch Ben. I got inside my car and drove my way to his school. When I got there, I was right on time when Ben was rushing out from his classroom. I squat down as he rushed into my arms with a smile on his face. He hugs me tight and I'm sure he had a great day in school.

"How was your first day baby?" I push his hair off his face.

"I had so much fun mom! I met new friends! We introduced ourselves and I didn't shy away. My teacher even liked my hair cos she said it's curly. She said she remembers someone from my hair and my eyes." He begins to talk.

I smiled at myself, I'm sure his teacher was also a Directioner before.

"And this boy named Ned came up to me, we both liked mocha frappe with a shot of caramel cream mommy!" he breathes.

I smiled at Ben. "That's lovely to hear honey. How about we go grab your all time fave Mocha frappe and have some pizza and pasta for dinner? How's that sound?"

"Delicious!" He chimes.

Both of us walked our way back to the car and drove to his favorite food place called Johnny's. We ordered a box of pizza, one Mocha frappe for my little boy and a vanilla latte for me. Ben talked to me about how his first day went in school and he said there were these girls who kept staring at him. He asked if something was wrong with him and I shyly smiled at how innocent and adorable my six year old son is. He's a natural born charmer.

Like father like son, indeed.

After having dinner together, we went home and watched his favorite tv show, Adventure Time. And my favorite too.

The following day, at the hospital I was on my night duty. Since my other friend swapped hours with me. I was busy taking temperature of some patients at the emergency room then I would rush up to the third nurse's station because they're in need for more nurses to help in giving out the daily medicines for the patients in the presidential rooms.

"Randy, could you check the IV bag of the patient in room 202-A?" The head nurse asked.

"Yes. Sure I will." I answered with a smile even though I just got on this floor.

"Here are the medicine she needs to take. Make sure you take good care of her, she's a pretty valuable patient to us."

I nod at the word, valuable.

I grabbed everything I need before marching my way to room 202-A. I wonder why she's such a valuable patient to the head nurse, well from the room, Presidential Suite, I'm sure it's someone with a high profile. I glance at the patient's medical record, before taking a step inside her room.

Wait, this name sounds familiar.

I grabbed the doorknob and smiled my bestest to be a friendly nurse to this patient. I took a deep breath in and finally entered the room.

"Good evening!" I smiled, glancing at my watch to check the time. Ten thirty-two in the evening.

I walked near the patient's bed and I take a grip tight on the patient's medical record once I saw who the admitted patient was. I couldn't believe it. No wonder her name looked and sounded familiar to me.

This is Harry Styles' mother. Anne Cox.

I hear a door creaking open and a light from behind me reflects on the wall.

Holy shit.

"Someone came in?" A voice called out and the light from behind me quickly turned off.

That voice.

I know that voice.

I know that accent.

My heart is racing. No.

This can't be. No.

"Dear, the nurse just came in." Anne says with a smile as she looks at me.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Kill me now! Please be her husband. Please don't be that man who I'm guessing you should be. I thought.

All of a sudden, he stands on the opposite side of the hospital bed. I completely froze. Harry Styles stands in front of me with both hands inside his pockets, wearing a black suit on and his long brown hair pushed back. He's grown a lot more mature and he's taller than I remember seeing him almost seven years ago. He's not the young man I used to fangirl when there was still One Direction five years back. He's still handsome as hell.

"Hello." He greets.

Shit that deep raspy voice of his. My heart is beating loud. I hope he can't hear it. I'm breathing fast too. What's wrong with me? Relax Miranda.

"Good evening." He greets me with that dimpled smile just like Ben's.

Harry Styles, you're back.