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He doesn't know how long he is lying in the bed before someone walks in. "Hey, I came as fast as I could, Luke called that you were here" He comes into Louis vision. "Did you come here to talk?" Harry lies next to him on the bed and looks him in the eyes. "Why are you in my bed Lou?" He has the answers for the questions but still not the ability to speak. He sees Harry's eyes roam his face, he reaches his hand out and touches his cheek. "What happened to your face?" He doesn't really know what happened to his face, are it the slaps he got what left a mark? "Please say something Lou you are scaring me" He wants to say that everything is going to be okay, he looks him in the eyes hoping he can send the message.

Harry strokes his fingers over his cheek, he doesn't like it and moves his head away. The sheets move a little bit and now his throat is exposed. He sees it in Harry's eyes, there is something bad on his skin. "Louis what the fuck happened? Who did this to you?" he sounds angry, he knows he is been stupid, and it is his own fault. He doesn't need Harry to lecture him about this.

Harry grabs his phone and calls somebody, he still lies next to him, and he likes that. "Hey Zayn, uhm do you know what happened to Lou?" he can't hear what Zayn is responding. "He is lying here in my bed, and he is not responding. His eyes are open, and he sees me, but the only time he moved was when I touched a bruise on his face." "Yeah, I think he would like that, I think it is something bad. He has handprints on his throat Zayn, how can that happen?" they say goodbye and hang up.

"Zayn is coming Lou; he was already on his way to Liam, so he is here in no time. Let's get you downstairs." Harry goes to the other side of the bed; he removes the sheet from Louis body, and he shivers. That is cold, he wants to move back under it, Harry understands and puts it back over him. He walks away and is back in a second, he removes the sheets again and then Louis body. "I get that this is not what you want but you need to have some clothes on." Louis lets him and Harry praises how good he is doing. When he grabs his arms to put in the hoodie, he sees the wristband from the hospital, he didn't even feel that he had that on. "let's remove this babe" he says while getting it of his wrist. "I'm grabbing some socks for you and then we get downstairs", Harry comes back with fluffy socks. "I know you don't like me touching your feet, but they are cold, so you need socks. These are one of my favorite things in the world, I have them in every color. And the best thing about them is that they have non-skid on the sole, don't tell anyone this though, I have a reputation to protect" Harry smiles up at him, he looks at the socks, they are pink and look hideous, but they are very soft.

Harry picks him up and keeps talking to him, his voice is so calm and caring. Liam and Zayn are pulling off their shoes when they walk down the stairs. "I'm so glad to see you guys, I try to stay calm, but he has so many bruises on him and there was blood on the sheets" He holds him tighter and puts his face in the crook of his nek.

They move to the tv room, Zayn hugs him on the couch so Harry can make a phone call. He walks out of the room when he makes the call, he is away for a few minutes, but Louis already misses him. Harry walks back in the room and looks at him, "He only flinches when I touch him, he let me dress him when I explained why I did that. hmm okay. No, only that, he isn't talking. Uhm didn't try that, can you hold on a second." Harry moves closer, "Lou please nod for yes and shake for no, do you want a drink?" He wants to nod because he is thirsty, but he feels so drained and empty he can't do it. "I tried but he is also not responding to that. Can I send my driver? I don't want to leave him. That would be great. Pain killers?" Harry walks out of the room he comes back a few minutes later with the painkillers, the letter from the hospital and his phone. "They found him last night on the ground in front of the emergency room. His doctor will call me today, about the details. A psychiatrist planned to call him tomorrow, but the nurse will make a note to him to call me today. I uhm I said that I'm his emergency person from now on, I hope you're okay with that Zayn. He said this morning he has nobody."

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