Harry and Niall left not knowing anything about what the other boys were up to. And they didn't want to know. The two boys decided to stick together and go get some food, wordings about thier friends.
At the flat, Zayn was in Louis bedroom sobbing on the bed while Liam stopped Louis bleeding. Zayn knew what Liam was thinking, Liam just didn't want to say it out loud. "He needs to go to th hospital" Liam's words drained the life out of him. He was holdin back the tears already, this just pushed him. A few tears escaped, he was trying to be strong, for Zayn, for Louis, for himself.
Zayn simply nodded and put on his face. The one that masks all the feelings. The one that kills him slowly.
They put Louis in the backseat and Zayn got in with him and held his hand the whole way to the hospital. The two boys avoided conversation as Liam drove. The rushed the Doncaster lad in before anybody noticed it was them.
Liams POV-
The depressed boy on the hospital bed isn't Louis, the bubbly happy, cheeky lad is. Or so we thought. I needed some space and I could tell Zayn wanted to be alone with Louis. I fell bad for Zayn, walking in on your best mate, the man you love more than anything, killing himself. That has to be tough on him. The doctor kicked us out of his room and I sat down in the waiting room with Zayn.
"Zayn, I have to go tell Simon and Jay." He simply grunted. I kissed his head and left the room. I can't even imagine Harry's reaction when he finds out. Louis and Harry have a special friendship, we all do, but theirs is something else.
I made my way to Simons office and he was on his way to a meeting "Liam, wait here, this shouldn't take more than an hour." He said rushing.
"No." He turned around and looked at me, we had all always obeyed him. But this was too important to wait. "This can't wait. I need to talk to you. Now."
He simply nodded and walked to his office, me waking behind him. He closed the door and took his seat at his desk. I sat across from him.
"Well, Liam? What was so important you disobeyed me?" He said as if truely intrested.
"Louis, has attempted," I couldn't say the word with out pain in my voice. "He's attempted, suicide."
Simon looked at me as if I had three heads.
Zayns POV-
Having Louis hand being pulled away from mine was the worst thing into world. I loved him so much and now I'm questioning if ill ever get to kiss him. "Louis Tomlinson?" I jumped up and walked over to the man. "Family?" "Yes" I lied. "Well, Mr.Tomlinson is awake. He didn't lose enough blood to be in a coma or die. He will be fine. We've stiched up his arm and he will be able to go home tomorrow. He will have to to to therapy once a week, and take anti-depressants every day." "Can I see him?" "Yes, follow me." He took me to room 112 and opened the door revealing the beautiful man. "Hi Zayn" he croaked out. I walked up to him and the doctor left. I got up to his bed, looked him in the eye, closed my eyes, the pressed my lips firmly against his.