loucifer ✔

forty six

[ y'all omfg my step dad came out of nowhere and said 'vas happenin' wtf why ]

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Harry sat in the waiting room for 45 minutes, watching the clock tick by and he was slowly becoming impatient. The fact that they won't even let him in to check on his own fucking fiance is absurd.

" Louis Tomlinson?" A tiny nurse softly called out, Harry looked up with red glossy eyes, unable to see her correctly, all the tears blocking his eyesight made her look like a glob. What if that was Louis' last breath and they spent that little time arguing with each other over a 'scandal'.

Its rather funny how Louis jumped to the conclusion that Harry cheated on him when its the complete opposite.

Luke is basically under Harry's wing, yeah they fooled around once or twice, but Harry stopped it before it got too serious, yet he still has a soft spot for Luke, hence the nick names.

Louis is like that with Michael anyways, but Harry took Louis' word that they're not more than friends. Why couldn't Louis just stay calm and believe him like Harry asked him to.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked in a breath, eyes pleading for a good answer. The small nurse with ebony skin smiled up at him and nodded,

"He's fine sir..just go to the third room to your left and you'll be able to see him, your doctor will be able to tell you what's up."

"Thank you." Harry mumbled, quickly walking off into the halls, crying even harder than before, why?

The only thing worse than Louis leaving him is Louis in pain.

Harry hated looking at Louis when he's hurt, crying, physically in pain..he just hated all of it.

Harry found Louis' room and walked through the already open door, his breath got caught in his throat once he saw how pale Louis has become that tan glow he used to have vanished, his nails were always full of light bubblegum colors and now they're chipped on every set even though Harry knew how much Louis despised chipped nails.

"Oh, baby.." Harry sighed, kneeling beside Louis who was just starting to regain consciousness, "Baby.."

"Shit." Louis hissed, rubbing his head as he sat up, "The hell.."

"You uh..you passed out.." Harry told him, sitting on the bed awkwardly besides Louis who seemed too tired to move away from him.

"The twins..fuck.." Louis whispered to himself, holding his stomach and breathing heavily.

"Louis calm down." Harry said soothingly, rubbing on Louis' arm and sniffling.

Luckily the doctor walked in and closed the door after himself, smiling at the couple, "Alright, how are you now Louis?" He asked

"I feel like shit." Said Louis, shrugging away from Harry slightly. The doctor chuckled at Louis and pulled out his clip board, clicking his pen.

"I have some speculations of what caused you to faint, so right now I'm going to ask you a few questions, okay?"

"Yes, sir." Louis nodded, still gripping onto his stomach.

"What did you feel before you passed out, anything feel unusual?"

"Pain.." Louis mumbled under his breath, staring down at his lap.

"Where?"

"Right here.." Louis whispered, pointing to his chest,subtly looking at Harry who caught the drift that he caused his heart to hurt "and right here.." Louis continued, pointing to his stomach.