I Just Wanted To Know Your Name

05

It's been three hours, fourty six minutes and thirty two seconds since the accident.

Thirty three

Thirty four

Thirty five

Every second that ticks by the medicine wears off more and more and the pain comes back.

Slowly it starts to hurt more.

And more

and more

I'm in the room alone, Harry went to the loo and my mum went for some food.

Next thing I know I'm sobbing. Tear after tear falls, sob after sob leave my mouth, it hurts horribly.

My door cracks open and a head of curls pops in. He sees me crying and immediately runs to me. He pulls me in his arms and rubs my back and sides, singing softly to me.

I calm down some and he kisses my neck "what is it baby?" I bury my face in his chest "m-my knee" I whimper in pain and try to focus on his light breathing and hands on my back, my bare back.

His hands are so big, so warm. His touch light, like a feather. His breath is warm on my neck, feels so good.

"Harry" I whisper earning a soft hum from him "now that I'm out of football will you find someone else to crush on?" I frown at the thought, the other boys on the team don't deserve Harry. I deserve Harry, all of him. We deserve each other, we deserve happiness, we deserve forever.

"lou I can't believe you just asked me that." He lays me on the bed and hovers over me our noses almost touching "Louis believe it or not I've fallen hard for you, I don't plan on leaving any time soon so I guess you're stuck with me till you don't want me anymore"

I smile. No one has ever said anything like that to me, normally people are walking out of my life like there's no tomorrow but Harry is still here. Sure it's only been about two months since we started talking but he's seen me at my worst and yet he's still here.

I close my eyes when I feel the all too familiar explosion in my stomach.

His lips are on mine, moving skillfully and his hands are under my hospital gown.

If we weren't making out I would be embarrassed by the fact that my gown rode up and my tight purple boxers are on full display.

He pulls away and whispers to me so softly I barely hear him "god you're so beautiful" I flush. Beautiful? no. not even the slightest.

His eyes are on my body and his hands are skimming my curves. I hate my curves it makes me feel like a fucking woman.

I have the ass of a woman and yeah I like getting fucked but I'm not a woman.

His lips move over my torso and I faintly hear him whisper compliments to me but I'm too busy trying not to give him what he wants and fall into his control.

I accidentally let a soft moan slip when he marks my hip bone. What can I say? I have my weaknesses and that is one of them.

He looks up at me and we lock eyes. His are a darker shade, I imagine mine are the same. The way he's looking at me, with so much hunger and lust I almost let myself fall.

But, fortunately, I have common sense and I know well enough not to let Harry fuck me in the middle of a hospital so instead I pull him back up my body and kiss his forehead.

"I'm sorry if that was too far Louis, your skin is so soft and smells really good" I blush "it wasn't too far I just don't want to go to far then have someone walk in Harry"

He nods slowly and lays his head on my chest.

This wasn't exactly what I was hoping for but I like how vulnerable he is like this so I leave it go.

I play with his hair till he falls asleep. Right before he falls asleep I hear him say 'I love you'

I'm sure my heart stopped now. I'm sure my everything stopped.

Harry Styles loves me?

Harry Styles loves Louis Tomlinson?

How that's obsurd surely he's just playing a trick on me?

..Right?

Before I can come up with any further solutions the doctor walks in.

"Louis I have some good news and some-oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt" He looks at Harry on me

"no no that's okay he's asleep" I smile some and look at him "so the news?"

"right well I have good and bad news, what do you want to hear first?"

"bad news I guess" I bite my lip

He sighs "I was hoping you wouldn't say that" He sits in the uncomfortable chair next to my bed and looks at me "Well Louis according to your x rays your knee cap is loose, so you should stay off it, which means no football for a while"

I close my eyes "will I ever be able to go back to football?" I notice my voice cracks and a few tears come to my eyes

Football is my life, football has brought me to be popular, what do I do without football?

"yes just not this season which is the good news, next season you will be able to go back"

I put my face in my hands and the few tears fall.

My ragged breathing wakes up Harry and soon my face is in his chest and his hands are on my back.

His voice is calm and soothing but thick with sleep in my ear as he whispers to me "calm down baby it's okay it'll be okay"

I feel another hand on my back, much smaller and more gentle than Harry's.

My mum lays behind me squishing me further against Harry-but I'm not complaining-and she sings in my ear and rubs my nose.

This is her trick for calming me down and, like usual, it works. After a while I'm laying silently, she still rubs my nose and Harry still traces small circles into my hip but I can't think about that. All I think about is what my life will be like without football.

I feel lips press to my temple and by the roughness I assume it's Harry.

I let my eyes drift closed and my body relax fully as I fall asleep in the arms of the only two people I can rely on.

Now of course at this point I never knew that everyone would leave me once they found out but it happened and it hurt like a bitch, but he still stayed.

He made me fall harder day after day, but my question is..

did he fall too?