Love fades but not for you

Chapter 28

Harry stands a few feet from Louis bed side, not looking up from his blood stained converse shoes. Furrowing his brows and taking a sharp breath in.

"Lou I- I did know."
Harry tightens his jaws slowly taking his eyes up to look at Louis. Louis is staring back at Harry. Louis rapidly blinking his eyes with his brows raised.

"You what?"
Harry finally gets feeling in his legs making his way to the chair sat beside of Louis bed side, he sits down.

"I knew Louis, I fucking knew the whole time. They had been sending me texts, threatening you. I thought I had it under control lou."
Louis sucks in his bottom lip, biting it before releasing it.
"And why wouldn't you tell me this when it first started Harry?"
"I wanted to protect you! I didn't want you worrying even more than you had been already. I'm supposed to protect you and I didn't. I left you alone knowing they wanted nothing more than to fucking hurt you."
Harrys watery eyes glance at Louis, dropping his head back down, Louis reaches his arm out and places his small hand on harrys curly haired head. Pushing the strand back off of his forehead.
"Harry."
"No lou, I know what you're going to say. You're laying here in this hospital because of me, because i didn't do the right thing and tell you what was happening."
"I agree you should have told me but no this isn't your fault. If you love me, truly fucking love me, you'll stop blaming your self."
Louis says with a stern voice and a serious eye staring back at Harry.

"I do love you, I love you so much lou. I am so deeply in love with you Louis Tomlinson that it makes my heart hurt. It feels like my heart could burst from loving you so much."
Harry smiles at Louis with a cheeky grin, his dimples popping out.
Louis smile is as bright as Christmas lights on a lit up Christmas tree at night. If the room was dark his smile would surely make it bright right now.

"If I had to go for an X-ray right now I'm sure they'd only see butterflies floating around in my stomach right fucking now." Louis laughs out.
Harry stands to his feet leaning over the side of the bed, wrapping his arms around louis lightly squeezing him. Planting ten small pecks to his face. Two on each of his cheeks, two on his four head one on the tip of his nose, one on his chin and two on his soft light pink lips.
"I love you too Harry."

A few hours go by, harrys sitting with Louis on the bed watching Louis play the Mario kart app on his phone. A knock on the door echos the room.
"Coming to check up on you, we have to check your wounds. Make sure they aren't bleeding heavily or busted open." A nurse smiles walking into the room with a nursing student.
Harry politely gets off the bed and steps out of the way letting them have space.
"When you are done with me could you check his hand out?" Louis points over at Harry who's minding his business, but his attention gets drawn to Louis pointing at him making his own finger poke his chest.
"Me?" Harry arches a brow at Louis.
"Yes you Harry."
The nurse gives Louis a small smile.
"Yes of course, but let's worry about you and these wounds first." Louis nods in agreement.
"So far they look to be healing perfectly. No infection is oozing out and there isn't fresh blood surrounding them." Putting new bandages on both wounds, she walks over to Harry.
Examining harrys swelled up knuckles that are now purple and yellow.
"Umm you need to go have an X-ray, this dosent look good at all."
"Nuhuh nope." Harry shakes his head puckering his lips out.
"It looks broken." The nurse looks back at Louis.
"Harry go get it checked out for me please."
"No ive already told you I'm not leaving you alone again."
The student politely speaks up, stepping closer to louis bed.
"I'll stay here until you get back." She shyly smiles.
Louis looks back at Harry nodding his head.
"Go I'll be alright."
Harry blows our s breath of frustration, throwing his hands up.
"Fuck fine but I'm not doing anything else. I'm getting the X-ray and coming back."
"If you need a cast you better not come back to this room until its taken care of."
Louis eyes Harry up and down.
Harry rolls his eyes exiting the room with the nurse.

***** X-ray room*****
"Place your arm here."
"Is this going to take long?"
"No it dosent take long."
"Can't we just say it's badly bruised and you let me go back to the room to be with him?" Harry asks curiously.
The nurses let's out a laugh shaking her head.
"Listen he's way too sassy to deal with, let's just do what he's asked you to do." She raises her brows.
"He is sassy as hell." Harry laughs out.
The machine starts the process. The nurse pulls out the plastic picture placing it on the screen with the light. Harry hand is pictured in front of him.
"It's definitely broken, you've broke. All four knuckles and you have actually cracked your wrist." She turns her head to Harry.
"Did you punch something?"
"Erm why? Better yet how did you guess that?"
"This is my job, I've done this for years... what did you punch?"
"The hallway floor."
"The Hospital floor!"
Harry presses his lips in a line while nodding his head.
"No wonder it's in bad shape, that was really stupid of you."
"I tend to do a lot of stupid shit."
Harry shrugs his shoulders not giving a shit on her input of him.

"Well you will need a cast so you won't be going straight back to mr.sassy pants. Follow me."
They exit the X-ray room, walking down the hall into a smaller room.
"Wait here the dr will be in here in just a few minutes."
"Oh fucks sake, if he's not here in five minutes I won't be either."
Shaking her head harrys left in the room by his self, Twiddling his thumbs.

"Mr. styles what have you done now?"
Harry looks at the dr not amused at the sarcasm the dr is using.
"Can you throw a cast or some shit on this so I can be on my way."
The dr walks over and reaches for harrys hand. Getting a good look at it.
"You don't feel pain do you?"
"Ehh what's pain doc?"
"You never have been one to complain about pain coming in here."
"Never gonna either."
"What color this time?"
"Green."
"You had blue last time."
"And I want blue again."
Harry says in a mocking tone.
"Blue it is."
Getting the cast half way done the dr slightly smiles at Harry.
"What?" Harry says with his brows furrowed.
"Say don't that Tomlinson's boy have blue eyes?"
"Yea? Why are you asking about his eyes?"
"Calm down, calm down he's too young for me kid. I was asking because that'd make sense why you picked blue again."
"Huh can't argue with that." Harry murmurs back.
"Alright all done, now you're free t-."
The dr is cut off with Harry standing up, walking past him and out of the small room.
The dr leans his head out of the door.
"You're welcome styles."
He's greeted with a quick flip of Harry's middle finger.

I know this chapter is short! I'm sorry. I have a lot going on right now loves. Bare with me </3