Take my hand..(Larry stylinson)

chapter 6

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Chapter 6

*a few days later*

-Louis pov-

I felt my heart getting weaker every single day. I was so tired, every breath i took hurts. I felt myself getting weaker and sicker every day. I tried to hide it from Harry cause I didn’t want to worry him. Tomorrow we will go to that place Simon picked. Nobody knew where or what it was. He said it was a surprise, well I hate surprises. I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling. I felt weak, to stand up, too weak to talk, too weak to drink, eat or just do anything. ‘Lou? Babe?’ I heard a voice calling but like I said I was too weak to answer. ‘Lou?’ the voice yelled again. I coughed loudly so Harry could hear where I was. He came rushing into the room almost tripping over his own feet. ‘here you are, I was worried babe’ he said while he laid next to me. I laid my head on his chest and sighed. ‘Lou? You okay?’ he asked softly, I just nodded. ‘babe? Can’t you talk?’ I shook my head.

‘oh babe, I’m sorry’ he said. I gave him a weird look. Why the hell was he sorry?? ‘we need to leave today.’ He said while closing his eyes. I tilted my head to the side and laid my hands on his cheeks. I wanted him to look at me. He finally opened his eyes so I could give him a questioning look. ‘yeah I know, Simon said it would be better if we left today.’ I just nodded. I didn’t want to leave. It would mean that this could be my last minutes/hours in this house, in this room… I didn’t knew I was crying until Harry whipped them of my cheeks. ‘don’t cry babe, you will come back. I promise!’ he said before giving me a soft peck on the lips.

‘now, go to sleep Boo, you look tired.’ I didn’t respond I just buried my head in the crook of his neck. He started giggling. I tilted my head up so I could give him a weird look again. ‘your hair, it was tickling me.’ He smiled. I gave him a sleepy smile back and laid my head back where it belonged. ‘I love you boo’ he whispered. ‘Too’ I barely whispered. But it was enough for him to hear and to stroke the hair out of my face. A few minutes later I felt myself falling into a deep sleep…

-Harry’s Pov-

A slight snore escaped his lips. Finally, he was asleep. I hated to see him like this, so weak, scared, sleepy, vulnerable,… I wish I could do something for him, I wish I could save him but I can’t. I would do everything to save the love of my life, but would I have the balls to give him my heart so he could stay alive? To be honest, I don’t think so. Ugh I felt so selfish. ‘harry, can we talk to you?’ a voice whispered from the doorway. ‘yeah, just a sec.’ I whispered back. Okay now I had to find a way to remove Louis. I gently pushed him of me so he laid on his back. He groaned something and rolled himself around so he was laying on his side.

I smiled at the cute boy underneath me. ‘harry come on.’ Liam whispered. It was clearly something urgent. I followed him out of the room and softly closed the door behind me. When we came downstairs the lad were all in the living room, clearly waiting for me. ‘what’s wrong?’ I asked them. Nobody answered they just gave each other a look I couldn’t place. ‘tell me!’ I demanded. Liam was the first one to speak. ‘ well Harry, we..uhm….we…okay I clearly can’t tell it.’ He said kind of getting angry at himself. Niall opened his mouth, but no words came out. I looked at Zayn. ‘oh hell no! I’m not going to tell you!’ he said. Now I was getting angry, first they forced me to leave Louis which they know I hated to do.