Blind Love; Larry Stylinson

Chapter 12

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Harry's POV 

Louis and I's hands were locked and we were helplessly just staring into eachothers eyes. His glowing crystals were beautiful. This is how its supposed to be. This is how it shouldve been from the moment we met. I could stare into his eyes forever, but I know forevers not an option. I wish I could've started sooner.

This was going on for practically the whole time Liam and Zayn were a wall. We were completely taken by eachother. Our long moment was perfectly fine up until Zayn walked back in and interrupted us. Niall sighed in relief.

We knew he had been watching us, so confused as to how we got together and forgave eachother. "What was that all about?" Niall asked as Zayn took a seat in the pastel pink chair next to him. Zayn looked out of it, not quite on earth. He looked happy... Like something had happened.

"Uh, nothing, just had to use the toilet," he explained. Louis and I glanced at Zayn at the same time, then returned to eachothers eyes, though we both were eaves dropping on their conversation. From the coner of my eye, I could see Niall had scrunched up his nose and raised his eye brows.

"Then why yah so happy, lad?" Niall interrogated. He squinted his eyes and leaned in, waiting for Zayn's reply even though we all knew he would give us a straight answer. To none of our surprise, Zayn just smiled and and laughed.

"Nothing, just read a funny tweet on my way back." His eyes dropped to the phone that he was holding, then back up to Niall's face. "Why would it matter anyway?" he suspiciously leaned in to stare at Niall jokingly.

His question was valid, but unexpected to Niall. He hesitated then made a confused face, then laughed. He shrugged and smiled, "Just wondering why my bro looks smitten, a guy can wonder cant he?" Zayn chuckled at his answer and nodded.

Liam joined us after a short period of awkward silence. "Hey guys," he shuffled over to a nearby wall and leaned on it, crossing his arms. He also looked happy, happier than when they had rushed out of the room. Did they even realize how fast they had exited?

"What got into you?" Niall questioned when he noticed the same thing I had. Liam raised his eyebrows, unaware we were all looking at him waiting for a reply. After a long silence he answered.

"Went to the toilets, same as Zayn. But I ran into a fan on my way back, and you know me, I can't deny a conversation with a fan when I don't have body guards." he half smile and blinked a few times. It was true, he hated saying no to the fans, and telling them goodbye. The unlikely story was believable so we all let it go.

There was an awkward silence that filled the room, we were all exchanging glances especially Liam and Zayn. Am I the only one who is noticeing this? After a few more minutes of quiet, Niall broke it and we finally started to conversate.

Six o'clock PM Hospital room 

We had talked all day, we didn't even eat! I can only imagine how hungry Niall must be. But we all had a great time. My hand was never left alone. My BooBear never let it go. I smiled at that. I will never be alone...

"Gentlemen," a nurse had peeked her head into our room and cleared her throat. Once she had all of our attention, she continued. "Visiting hours are now over." she turned to Louis, "As we said before, Mr. Tomlinson, you may stay. And tomorrow you will be spoken to by a doctor to find out when we can release him, and the medication you will have to get for him." I smiled at the thought of us going back home to England, or even just leaving this hospital.