The Summer '09 (boy x boy)

(Chapter 2) - Off to London we go?!

Niall

"Harry you better wake up.. you better wake up you moron!" I pounded slightly on his chest. He scared the crap out of me.. he stared the freaking crap out of me. They only claimed that he fainted out of pure and utter shock, and a bit of coldness in his lungs further developed the unconsciousness, but it didn't make sense.. He looked pale sure, but not pale enough to actually faint like that.. Harry was never the type to faint unless it was something that shocked him beyond relief.. Question is what could it be? What could be so terrifyingly scary that he'd faint out of consciousness like that I..

"Niall?" his deep groggy voice called out as he stretched a bit, and sat up straight. "Yeah Haz, I'm here.." I assured him while grabbing on his hand; which of course like the usual, he removed his hand with a clear huff, and looked away. "Harry..?" I stroked his cheek which made him cringed further and further. "Ha--" "I saw him Niall.. I saw him.." he stated almost breathlessly. My mind couldn't possibly put the little puzzle he layed out for me. I mean when he usually refers to Louis.. but its preposterous.. Louis was dead wasn't he? So how?  "Who.. exactly did you see Haz?" 

"Louis." he stated with sparkling green eyes. "Haz you might be hallucinating.. Maybe because of the cold?" I suggested. He looked at me with pure and utter disbelief. "No nonononononono! NO! I know what I saw.. and I saw Louis!" he huffed angrily. His heart monitor went on constant beeping. "Haz calm down.. " I put a hand on his shoulder. This time he didn't flinch or anything.. he remained still, and nodded almost too happily. "Oh gosh Niall, I know you won't believe me.. but the telly.. the telly.. on the commercial.. I.." I 'almost' snorted at his sentence, but I nodded agreeing with him. "What about the telly Haz?" I chuckled slightly making him narrow his gaze on me.

"You know what?!" he spat. "You didn't even see it.. You weren't there when he.. When he showed up back in my life again.. Niall, for the love of God, believe me for once!" A pout found itself on his lips, and I couldn't help but scratch the back of my neck, and let him elaborate. "Niall.. I swear I saw him... I swear I did.. believe me.. I.. I know I saw!" tears sprang themselves down his flushed porcelain cheeks, and I wiped them away. "It's okay Harry.. I believe you." I nodded sincerely this time. I knew that this couldn't possibly happen, but if he says it's true then I got no choice but to believe him.. Even if he seems like a loon right now.

A knock came on the door, and both our heads snapped up to see that it was Harry's doctor. Mr. Howard was written on his I.D. "Oh Mr.Styles, you're awake!" he cheered happily while sending me a knowing wink, and headed over to where we were. Blood rose to my cheeks, and I avoided his gaze. "So how are you feeling?" he asked while staring at Harry. The boy smiled the brightest smile I have ever seen him in my whole entire life and stated that he was as fit as a fiddle. "So when can I leave now Mr. Howard?" he asked almost too innocently.

The man smiled politely and checked off a few things in his list then nodded. "I guess you're free to go now Harry.. Well, after you drink your medicine and got some food in you system.. your a bit underweight.." I widened my eyes at this new information. I flickered my gaze on Harry and how he hardened his gaze about this new information also. "Alright." he nodded approvingly as Mr. Howard left us in casual silence. Harry was already up on his feet like he just discovered he won the lottery.. Did he really see Louis?

Harry

Oh god.. I couldn't believe it.. I had no intention of whatever the doctor had said a few seconds, because I was already thinking of what to do when I meet the boy... Louis Tomlinson I felt like was already on Cloud 9 when I even think of his name.. The hole that left me was filled back in like clay being remolded once more.. I gotta say, It was a great feeling to see him again.. To breathe the same air as him once again.. I.. But wait.. how exactly was I supposed to prove Niall wrong of the boy's existence...?