Save Me and I'll Save You L.S

Chapter 8

A/N Heyyyyy so I've had a stressful past few days with a lead up to exam results being released, butttt they came out today and I passed!!!!I did way better than I had expected to! So now that all that stress is out of the way I can relax and get on with this chapter! Enjoy :)

Louis 

After Harry had thrown Louis out after their slight kiss/makeout session on Friday evening the rest of Louis's night had gone to absolute shit. He had burst into tears as soon as the door of Harry's apartment had been slammed behind him leaving him to walk home alone to his cold empty flat. 

Louis hadn't even made it a block away from Harry's before the tears that had blurred his vision caused him to trip on a curb falling face first into the unforgiving concrete. He had hit his head hard when he fell managing to knock himself unconscious which left him alone and bleeding out on the pavement.

He didn't know how long it took him to gain consciousness but when he finally did the back of his head felt sticky and warm. As he had pushed himself up off of the rough concrete his head spun and black dots appeared in his vision. Zayn hadn't picked up his phone when Louis tried calling which left one other contact, and there was no way Louis was in any shape to walk home. 

"Hello mate!" The friendly Irish voice had burst through the phones speaker causing a fresh wave of pain to shoot through Louis's head making him wince and moan slightly. 

"Um..er Louis are you ok? You didn't like sex dial me accidentally did you?" 

"fuck... no I didn't Niall I'm um.. hurt." Louis hated feeling so useless. 

"Oh shit fuck sorry mate, do ya want me to come and get you? No I don't need an answer actually I'm coming now, where are you?" The genuine concern in Niall's voice warmed Louis's heart a little bit because well at least it seemed like someone cared about his welfare. 

After giving Niall the street name of where he was and promising that he wouldn't try and move until Niall got there he ended the call. He could feel his eyes falling closed ever... so.... slowly....

"LOUIS, MATE WAKE UP!" 

Louis's eyes flew open which caused pain to ripple through his entire body, "Niall..." Louis managed to croak out smiling dimly.

"Shit Lou you didn't tell me you were this injured, we need to get you to the emergency room right now, hurry up your head hasn't stopped bleeding." Niall was full blown ranting now and not waiting for Louis's answer he scooped him into his arms bridle style and lay him across the back seat of his car. 

Louis faded in and out of consciousness as Niall sped through every red light to get them to the emergency room. 

'We have significant trauma to back of the head'

'Patient is partially conscious'

'Clear theatre for operation immediately' 

'Heart rate dropping' 

'Sir stay back, let us work.'

'SIR I SAID GET OUT.'

'He has to be ok please I found him on the sidewalk, please let him be ok' 

And then nothing. Louis didn't have the will to fight as he slipped away letting go of all the light.

"Hey look shhhh his eye lids are fluttering... Lou buddy its ok its Niall your gonna be ok."

Light blinded Louis as he cracked his eye lids open noticing Niall sat in an armchair beside him looking absolutely wrecked and his eyes looked swollen almost as if he had been crying. Inhaling deeply which caused him a slight discomfort he took in his surroundings, he was in the hospital. Fuck. Louis's heart started to race as he knew that he could not afford whatever treatment he had just received. His heart monitor beside him started beeping rapidly.

"Nurse!" Niall yelled dashing out of the small room into the hallway. 

A matter of seconds was all it took before Louis was swarmed with nurses who were looking at the monitor and moving quickly adjusting wires and tubes that were all connected to Louis. The rapid beeping finally slowed to a normal pace when one of the nurses put something which he assumed was pain relief into his IV. 

"Fuck Louis I'm gonna be next in here with the heart attack your gonna give me if you keep doing this." Niall said the words rushed and worry laced in his tone. 

Swallowing harshly Louis managed to wet his throat enough to try speaking.

"Sorry.... Niall... cough I didn't mean to I swear, you see I was walking back from Harry's after he kicked me out because um well... and I..I was crying and couldn't see and then I um.." Niall stopped Louis's rant by placing a gentle but firm hand against his shoulder. 

"Its ok Louis you don't need to tell me now, theres plenty of time for all that later, get some rest." 

Nodding tiredly Louis let himself drift back into a deep sleep. 

Louis had suffered some major head trauma and also sever bruising all over his body. Apparently what Louis had thought was a curb had been a flight of stairs that he had tumbled down. When Niall had arrived at the hospital Louis had been fading in and out of consciousness due to the blood which was flowing freely from his head. Doctors had taken him in for emergency surgery to close the deep wound. 

For a large portion of the time he had been spent cooped up in the hospital Louis stressed about how he was going to afford the bill. However, Niall was another person at Louis's uni who was extremely wealthy and without Louis knowing Niall had covered all of the hospital costs. Louis was at first angry because he didn't need to be taken care of like a child, but quickly accepted the fact when Niall had gotten scarily grumpy. So Louis had just settled with being extremely grateful and forever owing to Niall. 

The doctors had wanted Louis to remain in the hospital so he could be monitored for a few days after the surgery, so it wasn't until the following Thursday evening when they discharged him. Louis had spent the few days trying to heal best he could, and Niall had been kind enough to chase down Louis's professors and send him notes for classes that he was missing. So by Thursday evening when Louis hobbled out of the hospital he was feeling much better and just a bit sore but showing some hefty bruises. 

Louis wasn't sure what to expect when he returned to the flat as Zayn had barely reached out to him while he'd been in hospital let alone gone and visited him. The most he'd done was send a 'get better soon xoxo' text to Louis. However what Louis hadn't expected was to swing the door open to a dark, cold, and empty flat. The only hint that someone even lived there was a piece of paper on the table which read, 'I've moved in with some of my work guys, feel better, sorry I didn't have the balls to tell you in person- Zayn'. 

Fisting the wilted paper Louis let hot tears stream down his face, he tried to remember a time when life didn't feel this lonely. He decided skip a shower and head straight to bed and fell into an uncomfortable sleep due to the bruises on his body. 

A/N Wow, Louis is really going through it I feel so bad for himmmmmm, this chapter was a tad shorter than the last one but I want to keep it frequent :)) 

Anyways I hope this was enjoyable! 

See you soon with chapter 9!!