One Direction Sickfics

Diagnosed - (Part 2)

Liam's POV

"Tea for Harry, Hot chocolate for Niall and coffee for Liam." Zayne spoke as he passed each of us our drinks.

We all sat in uncomfortable hospital chairs inside Louis' room. No one spoke. We just sat in silence as we starred at our friends lifeless body in the hospital bed. It was a terrifying view. 

"I think we need to get out of this room. It's not healthy." I said suddenly.

All the boys looked at me and slowly nodded their heads. They knew as well as I did that watching the nurses come in and out to check on Louis  and sitting here moping was not going to make him wake up any sooner.

"Yeh. Yeah you're right." Harry sighed.

"Where do we go?" Niall asked.

"How about the cafeteria. You boys haven't eaten since before the show." Paul walked into the room.

Niall's stomach growled at the mention of food and we all chuckled a little as he blushed a shade of bright red. There was our answer. We're going to the cafeteria. 

"Alright then, cafeteria it is." Paul said pulling us out of our chairs.

"What about Louis?" Zayn asked looking back at our band mate as we began walking out the door.

"I'll stay with him." Paul answered.

"One of us should stay though." Harry shyly spoke.

"He's right Paul. One of us should be here." Zayn added.

"I'll stay." I volunteered sitting back down.

"Are you sure?" Paul checked with me.

"Positive." 

"We'll bring you back some food. Anything you want in particular?" Niall offered.

"Just a sandwich if you can." 

"Not a problem, we'll see you soon." Harry patted my back.

"See you soon!" 

"Text us if anything happens."

The boys called as they left the hospital room with Preston. I made myself as comfortable as I could in the chair I was sitting in and closed my eyes. I was tired and a quick power nap couldn't hurt.

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Louis' POV

A slow mechanical beeping sound filled my ears. My whole body ached. The machine continued to beep as steady as a heartbeat. Wait, was it a heart beat? Was it my heartbeat? The last thing I could remember was my awful headache and my body tensing up. What hapened.

Slowly I allowed my body and muscles to wake up. I felt my hand twitch and I shuffled my arms. There was a sharp pricking feeling from my arm. It was like there was a needle in my arm. 

Was there a needle in my arm?!

Then I felt someone take my hand in their own. They squeezed it tightly and brushed my hair out of my face. Then the mystery person began talking to me in a whisper.

"Hey Lou. Are you awake?" The voice spoke.

It sounded like Liam. I hoped it was. I was so scared and I wanted my band mates by my side more than anything else right now. Then I realized I couldn't talk. I didn't have enough energy. Inf act I didn't have any energy at all.

"Lou?" A hand made it's way to my head and softly stoked my hair.

I could hear the voice but I couldn't talk. I wanted them to know that I awake. I wanted to tell them I was here but I couldn't. But I could move my hands. So I squeezed the hand that was griping my own tightly. 

"You are awake." Liam sighed happily and relieved.

"Mph," I pushed myself trying to talk.

"Hey, just relax. I'm here." Liam comforted me as I struggled.

"Li?" My voice strained.

"Yeh Lou, it's me. It's Li." Although I couldn't see Liam I could hear him smiling. 

Proud that I was able to somewhat communicate with Liam, relief washed over me. Then another nearby voice spoke.

"I'm going to go get the others."

Paul. He must be in the room too. But the other boys weren't. I wonder why. But Paul was going to bring them to me which made me happy.

"Okay, sounds good." I heard Liam reply to Paul.

"Hey Louie, bud. Do you reckon you can open your eyes for me?" Liam softly asked me.

I didn't know if I was going to be able to, considering I could barely speak and I was completely exhausted. But using all of my remaining energy I managed to allow my eyes to flicker open. I was met by the view of Liam's face. He was smiling down at me sympathetically.

"There's those green eyes." Liam chuckled slightly.

Now that my eyes were open I was able to take in my surroundings. The room was completely white, there were a collection of different machines by my side that were connected to me and there was an IV line in my arm. I was lying in a hospital bed and was wearing a hospital gown. 

"What, happened?" I slowly spoke, not having much energy.

"You're in hospital Lou. You had a seizure." Liam explained to me cautiously.

I had a seizure? Oh my god. What even happened? I must have scared the boys so much, especially Niall. I can't believe this had happened. And why is it always me?

"But you're okay now. The doctors said you'll recover fine and that you'll get used to them." 

"Used to them?" I was starting to panic a little.

Liam could see this, even through my tired, droopy and dazed features. I wiped a tear from my cheek and hushed me while playing with my hair.

"I'm sorry Louis, but they diagnosed you with epilepsy." Liam told me.

Epilepsy? How was this possible? My whole life is about to change and so many different thoughts and questions were running through my mind.

"It'll be okay. We'll get through this together and they'll give you some medication to help prevent them. Someone will come in to explain all of this to you once you've recovered a bit more, okay?"

"Okay." I breathed, my eyes beginning to droop.

"You feeling okay?"

"Tired." I murmured.

"It's okay, go to sleep Lou. You need your rest. I'll be right here when you wake up."

With Liam's permission I closed my eyes and let myself drift off into sleep. But before I really did fall asleep I heard the other boys and Paul enter the room.

"Is he okay?"

"Paul said he woke up."

Two voices spoke quickly and slightly too loud for my tired ears.

"Shh, he's asleep." I heard Liam cut them off.

"Oh sorry." I recognized Harry's voice.

"He's fine. Very tired and clearly sore. He knows about the epilepsy. He didn't take it terribly but he didn't take it great either."

"That's okay. We'll get through this together." Zayn spoke.

"As long as Louie's okay, that's all that matters." Niall added.

Then I fully drifted into sleep. As scary as the diagnoses was. I knew the boys were going to have my back and that everything would be okay. And they were right, We'll get through this together.