Use Somebody

Chapter 4:

Louis's POV:

I escorted Nick out the front entrance.

"I suggest you don't come back here."

Nick nodded and left to go find his car. I walked back to Harry's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard him say weakly from the other side.

I open the door and find him wiping his face. I go and sit next to him in the bed. I usually don't do this but I can tell that Nick has cause more pain and damage to Harry than I may ever be able to understand and I was happy to help him in every way possible. I grabbed his head and placed it in my shoulder.

"He k-ki-killed my per-perfect little b-boy." Harry said in between his tears. I patted his head.

"He told m-me that he d-didn't want t-to leave me be-because he didn't want to ha-have to pay for him."

"He tol-told me th-that he lo-loved me."

"Why wa-was... Why was I so... stu-stupid?"

"You're not stupid. You're wonderful and I wish I could say that this get easier but I doesn't always work that way. I would know. I just lost my husband sur to cancer. I tried everything I could to try and help him but I wasn't able to and I felt like it was all my fault. I blamed myself for months and I refused to come out of my house. It took me forever to be able to step foot back inside a hospital. That's why I work with babies now and not older people. And sometimes people say things that they don't mean but that doesn't make them bad."

Harry looked at me like I had just spoke the kindest and most heartwarming words ever. I had just opened up to him about something that to still cry myself to sleep sometimes because of. This part of me still hurt but I could tell that Harry was hurting way more than I was right now and he needed to hear some encouraging words.

"I'm so sorry for what you lost Dr. Tomlinson. I'm sure he was a nice guy."

"Louis."

"Was that his name?"

"No, his name was Aidan. My name is Louis."

This man in front of me who has been through so much was still beautiful. His tear stained cheeks made his green eyes glow brighter and his smile could light up even the darkest day. He had tattoos all over his body and curly hair that I wanted to tangle my fingers in all night long. The way his voice sounded when he was first off the anesthesia was enough to make me melt into a puddle. His voice now was like honey. Thick and sweet. I didn't see how anyone could possibly hurt someone as perfect as this.

Oh shit. I think I just fell for one of my patients!