Unexpected Stranger (EN)

*9*

*Louis*

I was happy when Harry accepted the offer. Now we can work together and everyone will hear how amazing his voice is and to what extent his talent reaches. A month has passed since the contract was signed and Harry has improved incredibly in his vocal range and learned how to use it properly. Let me tell you, it sounds a hundred times better now than ever before. Unfortunately, we couldn't keep the relationship we had before Zayn and that's why I'm climbing the stairs to his office right now. I hope it will not be a disaster and will not force us to break up or not associate. I would probably kill him then. I would like to come to light with the fact that Harry is my boyfriend and that I love him, of course with his consent.

I stand in front of the door that separates the hallway and the place to go to the rug right now. I'm incredibly nervous about what he really wants from me. For the last time, I took a deep breath and knocked. I waited for the call and then stepped inside. Zayn sat in his chair, staring at the papers, which he just frowned at. "Um, hello, what did you need?" I asked as I sat down in a chair across from his desk. "Hi, Louis. You know, this is about your romance with Harry." my friend sighed. "I'll get straight to the point because I hate delays and neither do you. I'm glad you found someone you like but there's a problem, "he looked me in the eye." What problem, "I wondered because if he tells me what I think, I'm done with his company.

"I don't approve of love affairs between co-workers because then I suffer the loss of one of them and we as a company can't afford it," he said and I just stared with my mouth open. Is he serious? Only because of that he wants to break us up? Not a chance! "Zayn, I don't care what impact it has or doesn't have on the company but are you really telling me here to give up my only happiness because of a stupid organization? You call yourself a friend?" I barked at him and clenched my fists. "Louis, calm down," my boss replied calmly. "I'm not going to calm down because if you would get between me and Harry, I'm going to leave this company and we are done as friends as well." I said angrily to him and was on my way out of the office. "I give you two options to choose from, either you leave us alone and we both stay in your company or you don't and you can say goodbye to your biggest star, choose wisely." With that, I slammed the door behind me and walked angrily to my car.

I needed to get home as soon as possible and get a hug from Hazza. I was so terribly upset that I didn't pay much attention to the road.

*Harry*

Lou promised to be back in about two hours and I couldn't think of anything better than making a romantic lunch for us. I spread the table in excitement and took great care to make it look nice. I decided to cook for him the only food he could cook himself, he would just try it from me this time. I flew around the kitchen, finishing all the little things I needed to do when my cell phone rang. I ran to him enthusiastically and didn't even look at the caller's number. "Lou, I'm really looking forward to see you, what time are you coming in?" I spat out on the phone. "I'm sorry, Harry but I'm not Louis. It's Zayn, someone called me from the hospital a while ago. Louis had an accident and he is in operation room now. " he stammered between sobs. I couldn't say a word. I stood still, letting my cell phone shatter on the floor.

That can't be true, please. I can't lose him. I fell into a hysterical cry and collapsed on the floor. I couldn't go back to reality for a decent moment, until knocking on the door made me go to open it. Niall and Liam stood between door, talking happily about something. When they saw that I was like a pile of misfortune, the laughter immediately passed and I was trapped in a tight embrace. I didn't miss an interrogation and said what happened. I had no choice and he told them everything. They offered to take me to the hospital and I could do nothing but agree. I got dressed and got in the car that took me to the hospital. I ran eagerly as soon as we stopped and scurried to the reception.

An unpleasant nurse refused to let me go to Louis. I was just more and more upset when I heard Zayn's voice behind me. "How is he?" I ran after him. "He's still in the O.R., they don't know if he'll survive at all," he replied in a weeping voice and I cried for the second time today. I don't even know how long we sat on those disgusting plastic chairs and drowned in tears and a feeling of helplessness. What will I do if he dies? I didn't even have time to tell him how much I loved him and that I would like to have a family with him one day, be able to be his husband and proudly watch our children follow in our footsteps and run around us with happy smiles. I would like to grow old with him and watch our grandchildren pamper them together because that's what good grandmothers and grandfathers do.

If he wakes up, I know for sure that he will know all this and that I will never be able to live without him. Zayn pulled me out of my thoughts, firing violently into a standing position and running somewhere. Confused, I looked in his direction and as soon as I saw why he was in such a hurry, I was beside him at lightning speed. A light went out above the operating room where Louis had been all this time, clearly indicating that they had just finished. I stood nervously in front of the door, praying that he would be okay. Fortunately, we didn't wait too long and a bed appeared in front of us with several doctors who took him to a nearby room. I wanted to go after him but the doctor stopped me.

"Hello, what's your name?" asked the man in white. "I'm Harry, Harry Styles and this is Zayn Malik, please, doctor, how's Louis," I introduced myself quickly, demanding information about his health status. "I'm sorry but I can't tell you anything unless you're a family member," he shook his head, wanting to leave. "Wait but I'm his boyfriend," I blurted out at the hospital. "Please tell me what's wrong with him," I muttered with tears in my eyes.

"Okay," the doctor sighed. "I'm sorry but Mr. Tomlinson had a serious accident with extensive head injuries and it's not at all certain if he'll ever recover from his coma."

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Okay, welcome at last episode before epilogue. I know, I know. Maybe you are upset on me because of what happened but don't worry. You will not be dissapointed. I hope at least. I hope you liked it and I will see you in the next one!

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