I Need You Like A Heartbeat

Chapter ten

This chapter has a lot of POV changes, so just letting y'all know (also some POVs are a little short)

*a week later*

-Louis-

Paris was great. The last day was even so great that I downed the rest of the bottle of tequila that Harry had bought on the first day there.

Pain aside though, I had the greatest time of my life. I got to be with the love of my life in the city of love. I got to forget about reality for a while, but now we're back and better than ever.

My current position? Doctors office waiting room, it's pretty nice in here, alone. I told Harry to stay home today. I told him to stay home and invite the boys over. I'm going to need the drinks later.

"Mr Tomlinson." One of the nurses that I've never had called my name. I sat up out of my chair and walked back to the usual room.

"Doctor Barnes will be back soon." She said.

I nodded. Just him? No vitals taken? That means somethings wrong. If they're not having the nurse take it then somethings wrong. I mean I know what they told me when they called, I know they said that they had -
Doctor Barnes walked into the room, laptop in hand. "Louis, it's good to see you."

"What's wrong?"

"Well, first tell me about Paris."

"I'll tell you how it went when you tell me what's wrong?"

"No louis, nothings wrong that we can tell from the last tests, we just have to do a few more today."

"Then why did the nurse on the phone say it was urgent?"

"I have no answer to that and am just as curious myself. I'll ask her about it later, but, tell me how was Paris?" He stood up and put the thermometer to my head.

"It was great. Beautiful, we went to this bakery and it was very good. We also ate the the Eiffel Tower, which was good."

"So everything was good?" He wrote down my temperature.

"Romance wise, yes. Pain wise, it was great until the last day, when it became unbearable."

"Please tell me you didn't drink again."

I smiled.

"Louis, drinking is not going to help the pain. Take painkillers." He sighed.

"I know, but I would rather have fun drowning a bottle of tequila with my boyfriend than be popping a few pain killers."

"It's only going to make it worse, I don't what I can do to keep telling you this."

"Stop telling me, I just want to have fun."

"You also want to have a longer time."

"I know." I took in a deep breath as he placed the stethoscope to my chest.

"Everything looks like it hasn't changed, I'll have Amy take you back to run a scan and then you'll get to go back home."