CH1. The doctor will see you now.
Pairing: Carlisle Cullen x Reader
Summary: I recently decided I’d want to write something again and decided to use some inspiration from my work. I suddenly got into a particular character from Twilight; Carlisle Cullen, and considering I work in the hospital and provide food for visitors, doctors and whoever are hungry, I figured it was the perfect setting for a story.
You had pictured your future a little bit different. You had just finished school and moved out on your own. By now you had hoped to work as a Journalism somewhere, making enough money to fully support yourself. However that was not the case. You needed money and you had managed to land a job in the food industry. There was a little shop in the hospital which served food, drinks and you could buy gifts. Everyone who worked in the hospital or visited the hospital would stop by to get something. Doctors, visitors or patients. It was always rather busy. With all the free time on your hands you had managed to get quite some hours. It did help that most people and colleagues were nice. Sure you had hoped to work somewhere that paid more and gave you more security. But this would do for now.
Besides there was one highlight every time you worked. There was this one doctor. Whenever you were there, he would show up. Like an alarm clock. Every day at 3 PM he would burst through that door, give you one of the sexiest smile you had witnessed. To be honest you were looking forwards to this moment. People could be real assholes, but this man right here made all the negativity go away. He wouldn’t give a snarky comment whenever you would suggest a large coffee or something to go with said coffee. There was something about that blonde man and you couldn’t put your finger on it. But you didn’t care. Right now you were preparing his to go order.
He would always order the same thing. A large coffee to go with a brownie. Your colleagues were vaguely aware of your crush. So whenever you were able to, you were the one serving him. Nobody asked questions, they only would throw you a glance, trying to be as low-key as possible. Carlisle, the doctors name, seemed oblivious. As if he had no idea why you were the only one who served him, nor why your colleagues were so giggly whenever they saw him. “That’ll be $5,59″, sure the company you were working for was a little on the pricy side. Customers would always complain, but they would pay for the item nonetheless. It was something you had gotten used to. Besides Carlisle here was a proper doctor, you assumed he had enough money. Enough to afford his large coffee and chocolate brownie.
“Keep the change”, Carlisle answered as he handed you a $10 bill. You thanked him, multiple times actually as you watched him walk away. It was stupid, but these few minutes were amazing. He was way too nice, not only to you but to everyone. It did not surprise you that multiple nurses had already tried to ask him out. However what did surprise you was that he had turned them all down. The man was young and single, anyone as handsome as him would have brought a couple of them home. However Carlisle appeared to be different.
The last few hours at work went by rather quickly. Carlisle’s appearance had managed to enlighten your whole day. The moment you stepped foot inside, you couldn’t help but to close your eyes and inhale. The weather was, great, for instance the sun was shining. You tried to soak up every ray of sunshine before stepping into your car and heading your way home. And that is when it all turned black.
The last thing you saw was a car driving at high speed in your direction. It was too late to turn, break or react. There was pain, your car had tumbled several times and the car was on it’s back.
“She’s waking up”, you tried to open your eyes. The lights too bright. There was a heavy headache, making it difficult to focus. You felt like you were floating through the air, for a moment you were completely disorientated. You couldn’t remember going to bed, nor could you remember taking someone home. You simply weren’t the type to do such a thing. “(Y/N), can you hear me?” whoever was talking to you, his voice was familiar but it seemed far away. You couldn’t quite place were you were, however a cold hand on your cheek caused you to open your eyes once more.
You were dreaming. Carlisle was standing above you, he appeared to be worried. His facial expression said enough. He was talking but you couldn’t focus properly. All you could do was stare at him as he kept on touching your cheek. However keeping your eyes open was difficult. How much you’d want to stare at him a little longer. The darkness soon enough took over and all you heard was a constant beeping of what you assumed was the heart monitor and Carlisle’s voice…
~ Just checking to see if there is any response to this. If there is I’ll go and write chapter two. :) ~
