One direction hurt/sad/sick fics - niall and harry centric

losing him (part 2) - louis

Part 2 of losing him!! I recommend u to get a tissue. ALSO sorry for not updating

!!!tw: blood, suicide, self-harm!!!

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"Someone can come in the ambulance with us! Be quick." one of the paramedics yelled at the boys, pulling Harry back to the real life from his "zoning-out-time".

"Haz, you go. We'll be right behind you" Liam said and gently pushed him towards the ambulance.

Harry stared at his small husband's tiny body and his wrists wrapped in bandages, blood was low key visible behind them.

FLASHBACK:

"You look so pretty LouLou.." Harry stared at his soon-to-be-husband who was slowly making his way to Harry in a red suit. "Red looks good on you BooBear"

Louis giggled and kissed the younger boy softly. 

END OF FLASHBACK:

"Red doesn't look good on you BooBear..."(A/N: im crying.) Harry mumbled and gently kissed Louis' cheek, a tear made it's way down his eye.

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30 minutes later (A/N: I'm lazy okay? Give me a break) :

"Relatives of Louis Tomlinson?" called the doctor, Mr. Beckham. Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Harry quickly made their way to the doctor. "We are his best friends, how is he?" Zayn asked in a shaky voice.

"Luckily for us the veins weren't damaged. But he lost a lot of blood so we are monitoring him just in case. Nothing to worry about though. He's not awake yet but he should be waking up soon. When he's out of here he will be going to a psychologist." They all nodded in understanding and sighed in relief.

"Can we see him now?" Niall asked. Mr. Beckham nodded. "Room 296" he added and the boys smiled and thanked him before making their way with quick steps.

Harry had to get help from Liam when he stepped into the room and saw his little husband's fragile body on the bed, pale as a vampire.

They quickly made their way to next to Louis' body after harry could stand up by himself.

"I-i still can't believe he did that to himself..." Harry broke the silence. "Why... I mean just why? Was i not good enough? Was i a bad husband? Were we bad friends?" Harry rambled on. Liam cut him off by saying "Harry, Haz, no. Okay? You did nothing wrong."

"What about the letter? Maybe it tells something about the reason" Niall said suddenly. Harry nodded and took out the letter from his pocket. Zayn wrapped his arms around Harry's shaking figure when Harry started reading with a shaky voice.

Louis' letter (A/N: get a new tissue box):

"Hey Bambi (wanted to try out that nickname how'd u like it?),

I never thought i would be writing this letter honestly. Never thought it would get this bad i guess. This will sound quite cliche but if you are reading this i'm probably on my way to the angels (your twins!!) or i failed and you are reading this next to my hospital bed while i sleep. I really hope it's not the second option. Otherwise i don't know how to look at your eyes after i wake up.

I just want you to let know of a few things because i know you after like 5 years of knowing you. I know you tend to blame yourself when something happens but i don't want you to do that, okay? I can't thank you enough for keeping me here all these time.

I know this is most likely overwhelming for you and i don't blame you if you don't want to come to my funeral or anything. I know what you've been through, and i hope you know how proud i am of you.

The reason why I'm doing this is just because i cant keep doing this anymore my love. I cant bare knowing i am the reason why you and the boys have to keep up with Simon. I cant bare knowing you have to go through shit with all those stunts and that stupid womanizer label that the internet has given you.

Before i say goodbye for the last time i want you to tell things to the boys.

Tell Niall not to let himself get sad because of me and to keep being the ball of sunshine.

Tell Liam not to stop being the daddy direction because he is the one who kept us all in line all these times.

Tell Zayn not to let himself get affected by those sick haters. He has the voice of an angel and do this one thing for me and don't lose it.

And finally Hazza, my Hazza, my baby, my little princess. I love you my love.. I'll miss you and dont worry about me, I'm in a better place now.

I love all of you lads and take care of my family.

p.s: take care of hazza for me lads, you know what he's capable of

Love,

Lou xx"

Harry had tears falling down his eyes when he finished the letter.

Zayn swiped next to harry and hugged him from the side. Soon the rest of the boys joined and now they were all in a group cuddle, tears mixed together. 

It was quiet except the occasional sobs from harry and the beep beep beep sound from Louis' heart monitor when a nurse came in and did some medical stuff on Louis that neither of the boys had any idea on what they were. 

The nurse got out of the room soon and Harry moved to the seat next to Louis' bed. His cheeks had dry tear stains on them and his eyes were glassy and bright green. Others moved to other seats in the room, niall and liam ended up cuddling and zayn at the other seat next to Louis' bed. 

Harry held Louis' hand so gently as if Louis could break the second someone touched him. 

Slowly, than at once, Louis' eyes opened and Harry stared at the blue eyes that- oh how he missed. 

"Boo?" Harry let out softly. Louis grunted and looked around with a slight confusion. "H?" Louis said weakly. Harry nodded softly. 

Louis looked over at niall and liam who were now cuddling each other in their sleep. "Oi when did these two got together" he asked and Harry chuckled "when um.. we.." his voice broke "found you" louis looked up at him "im sorry" was all he said. 

At home

The boys laid Louis down gently at his -and Harry's- bed. Louis was safe there, from himself and all those stuff he used. The boys made sure of it, they also never left Louis' side. Thanks to the management team they had two weeks off, not so much with kindness Harry would say. 

Louis also went to a psychologist each week. He was finally getting better, learning how to deal with the urge. But at the end, Louis would always survive with the boys beside him, especially Harry.