10 minutes later, and 5 minutes too late. If someone came in just minutes earlier, someone could've held something to the wound, putting pressure on it to slow the bleeding. If someone came in just minutes earlier, Harry would be on his way to the hospital for emergency surgery. If someone came in just minutes earlier, Harry would be alive. He would've had that chance of survival if an EMT got to him, putting liquids into his system through his arm as the others start to work on his arm, putting an emergency clamp on the veins that would slow the blood from coming out of the veins.
10 minutes later, and 5 minutes too late. That's when Zayn comes up to Harry's door, knocking and not getting an answer, of course. He cracks it open and peeks his head in, just like he's done for what feels like a million times before, just like Shawn did 15 minutes ago. Though this time it was different, Harry wasn't in his bed and when he looked around, he saw no sight of him. Though what he did see was the bathroom door closed and the envelopes on the desk across from his bed. Zayn walks into the room and turns the tv off, zoning his ears in to see if he can hear anything. Nothing. "Hey Haz, Just letting you know I'm in here so I don't startle you," Zayn says, not getting an answer back though which worried him but he shrugged, giving Harry a minute.
He walks over to the desk, and looks down at the envelopes, seeing the first one on the very top says Liam #1. Zayn confusingly picks the stack up delicately in his hand, looking at the second, seeing it say, Liam #2. Moving that one behind the stack as he did before with the 1st one, this one saying a different name, his name. His face scrunched up in confusion before spotting the neatly placed piece of paper he missed before, the envelopes having been placed on top of it. He lets his eyes quickly skim the paper, only getting halfway through it before gasping, and dropping the envelopes. The envelopes fell every which way as Zayn runs to the bathroom door, and immediately started to use his foot to kick at it, screaming at the top of his lungs. "GUYS! HELP! HARRY, LET ME IN!" Zayn screams, calling for the boys, who hurriedly rush in and are at Zayn's side just as the door finally gives way, hitting the walls behind it.
They all freeze, all but Shawn, who runs in and pulls the boy's limp, bloody body to his own. Everyone watching, sobbing at the sight as Shawn feels around Harry's neck, feeling for a heartbeat. "Guy's..." Shawn sobs, shaking his head as he pulls the limp body closer to himself. "His heart's barely beating, he's not going to make it to a hospital."
Niall's the first to respond, "NO!" He runs in, falling next to Harry, sobbing and screaming, "YOU CAN'T LEAVE US! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HARRY! YOU NEED TO PULL THROUGH! Please," Niall falls forward, trying to hold onto Harry the best he could, knowing he can't help him hurts the worse. Zayn and Liam hurry over to the group, kneeling next to them, crying as they do so.
"I still want you here Harry. I want you alive, I want you to be okay." Shawn sobs into Harry's ear, grabbing onto his non-bloody and injured hand in his own. Though he knows the boy can't hear it. Liam leans in and plants a kiss on the dying boy's forehead, "I need you, Harry. Please stay, Please wake up. I love you so much. We all do."
Zayn speaks for the first time since screaming for the boys, "I need you too H, we all need you to be okay. We don't want to lose you too. Please, why would you do this?" His voice won't go over a whisper, falling forward as he sobs, taking his balled-up fist to his own leg in anger.
"You were and always will be in my heart Haz, when we were kids and first met, I fell in love with you. I knew at that moment we'd forever be best mates, brothers." Niall whispers. (A/N, love as in a brotherly way)
That's when the final breath leaves the limp body like those words were the last ones he needed to hear from his friends for himself to leave. They were left with only a Corpse of what used to be Harry. It looks like Harry but it's not, Harry's gone, this is only his corpse left here. The boys don't try to revive him, there's no point. They know that he lost way too much blood for his body to even function and bringing him back would only give him pain before slips away forever before the EMTs would've even gotten close to being at the house.
They all just group in tighter, crying over Harry's body, all wanting to scream in anger, all of them wanting to do something, anything though they couldn't. Though, 20 minutes later there are EMTs in the bathroom, gently placing Harry's body into the body bag that's placed on a stretcher, opened. Once Harry's body is securely in the bag, they zip it up, wheeling him out as they give the men on Harry's bed sympathetic looks, Liambeing the one that called him was standing and talking to an officer in the room. He hands over all of Harry's information, from his ID to his social security card and insurance cards, Liam also adds that he'll notify Harry's family about him in person. He knows that no matter who tells the family, it will be the same reaction, though he wants them to hear it from someone they know.
The officer knows there is not much she can do to calm the boys but she dismisses herself with a, "I'm sorry for your loss." and nods her head in condolences before leaving, going on with her day as normal after dropping off the report at the station. Though, to be honest, it fucked with her head for quite a while after, having to respond to such a young man's suicide, and having her son be the same age. That night when she went home, she calls her son, checked on him, and talked to him for so long to try and comfort herself.
Once the EMTs and Police Officers leave the house, leaving the information of where his body will be transported to, Zayn stands, going over to the envelopes and quickly kneeling to collect them. "He wrote everyone a note, he wrote notes. That's how I found out he was in the bathroom doing... You know." He whispers, gathering all of them into one hand, standing and grabbing the piece of paper on the desk, tears coming down his cheeks as he approaches the three on the bed, watching intently. "He wants... Wanted you to read this paper, these are instructions for you Liam." He kneels next to the bed, handing the paper over to Liam, then handing the envelopes over too. Liam shakingly takes everything, sobbing as he starts to read the note out loud.
YOU ARE READING
Can't Let Him Go||L.S.
Fiksi PenggemarWhere Louis unexpectedly passes from an accident on his way home and Harry can't let go... He just can't let him go and doesn't want to, he just knows he'll see him again, maybe even soon.
