Life As We Know It (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 7 - Bad Timing

"Louis, what are you doing?"

Turning the corner I could see Louis exactly where I left him in the lounge.

My heart started beating fast as I assessed the situation that was around me. My palms were sweating and suddenly, hanging out with Louis seemed to be the last thing on my mind.

Louis was lying lifeless on the floor, his unconscious body wasn't moving at all.

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Selena's P.O.V.

"Hello, 999?"

"Hi there, what seems to be the emergency."

"My friend, Louis. He's unconscious on the floor, I can feel his pulse, but it's weak. I need an ambulance, please hurry!"

"Okay, I will just need to grab your details so we can dispatch an ambulance."

I gave her my name and address and then hung up the phone.

Luckily my house was near the city centre, so the ambulance would only take 5 minutes to arrive.

Tears threatened to flow when I looked down at Louis. He looked so vulnerable and lifeless. It worried me, I couldn't lose him, for the most part he was a good friend.

"Louis, wake up! I need you to wake up please, for me Louis! Wake up for me!"

I couldn't hold it in any longer, I now allowed the tears to fall freely, occasionally letting a drop fall onto Louis' top. I hated seeing him like this! I want to see the cocky smirk that annoyed the hell out of me, I want to hear  his deep voice booming  with arrogance, anything. Anything but this.

I grabbed my phone nearby and dialled a familiar number.

Zayn's P.O.V.

A deep buzzing feeling came from beside me, putting my hand down the side of the couch, I managed to find my phone nestled amongst the cushions.

Checking the caller I.D it read: Selena x

Hmm, that's weird. I thought to myself, Selena never calls. She only ever texts me.

I answered the phone apprehensively. Unsure of the oncoming events.

"Z-Zayn?" She spoke softly, barely able to get any words out from in between sobs.

"Selena? What's wrong babe?" I was worried, Selena never cried!

"I-It's Louis, he's s-sick. I don't know what's wrong with him. Please come Zayn. I-I need you!" My stomach dropped.

What was Louis doing at Selena's house? Why did she sound so upset, I didn't even realise they were that close.

I pushed these thoughts to the back of my mind as my friends needed me, and I couldn't let these thoughts get in the way of that.

I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door, towards Selena's house.

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Knock, Knock. My fist pounded against the wooden door, begging for entrance.

A dishevelled Selena answered it, her usual sparkly brown eyes dull and outlined with a light red. Her usually straight hair chucked up in a messy bun.

I immediately embraced her in a hug. I felt so sorry for her, whatever happened to Louis must've shocked her.

She walked me into her lounge. Lying on the floor was Louis. His skin was pale and sweaty, making his fringe stick to his forehead.