Chapter five

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Ok but that was my official first YouTube video!!i edited the whole thing haha . Song credits to: dreamn. Play the song when you see the star *

The first thing Louis noticed was the color white. Everywhere he looked was cream white marble. Everything he heard was utter silence. He thought it kind of looked like marshmallows. The second thing he noticed, was that he was hungry. Everything he could think of was food, or things connected to food.

When he sat up straight, his muscles ached and he groaned harshly. Only then he noticed the burning from his shoulder, but as he turned his head to check on the stitches, he saw how they were all hygiened and bandaged. He made it. Alive. Louis let out a happy little squeak as he realized, too, that he was no longer in danger.

Getting out of the white bed with the linen sheets, he found himself in different clothes than the night before. Or was it even the night before? How long was he out? Once he got those questions in his head, he needed answers. One look around was enough to assure himself that he had been brought under a hospital wing. That just made him more anxious, there was no clock and not a single soul down the hall. If he was really concentrating, he could hear really muffled conversations, but they seemed so far away.

Louis decided to get out anyways, he felt capable and he was certainly going to do it. He used his arms to push himself up and stood on his legs that felt pretty stable. Another sign that he hadn't been out for too long. Feeling kind of dizzy he made his way down the corridor and pushed the hospital swing open.

He got out there he saw the huge reception which was completely deserted. It really made him bolt a bit, seeing that absolutely no one was there. Where were his luggages then? Where was Harry and the other boys? Harry.

Lord forbid him to think of that boy again, thinking back to his mesmerizing eyes, deepened with a shade of black at the corners (he hadn't figured out if it was eyeliner or eyeshadow-or both?) but it definitely looked amazing on him. It defined his green eyes and enhanced a slight glow. These little things draw attention to his charisma, which is definitely powerful and attractive.

Why is he so attractive it isn't even fair.

Shoving Harry into the furthest corner of his mind, he huffed and took a full look around the elegant hall. He dragged his eyes over the complex pattern on the ceilings and the smooth marble under his feet that was so clean, it shone his reflection back up to him again.

Louis stopped when he spotted two small bags piled over each other in the corner of the room. He smiled. He had found his luggage at last.

Still looking around him, he made his way across the variegated and flawless marble. A thought popped up in his head for a second- what if someone pooped on the marble and ruined everything- but he just shook his head at his immature humor.

Louis stepped to his possession and started searching for proper clothes. Yes, he would go out for the first time and he didn't want to embarrass himself already. He'd have plenty of time to do that.

Where he would sleep he would figure out later, just as well as where everyone was and what will become of his luggage here. This town is so taunting and weird.

He squinted his eyes more to dig deeper into his piles of clothes, even though plenty of sunlight fell through all the windows of this place. When he fished out a oversized t-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans, his eyes lit up a bit in approval. It just reminded him of Harry, since he wore tight jeans earlier too. And fuck we're back to Harry.

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