-After about two hours of waiting-
"Mr. Tomlinson?" Someone asks. I look up.
"Yes?" I ask.
"You can go see him now, he's not awake, but he's in room 267B." She says. I nod and rush to the room. The police stayed with me to get information off of Harry. It's like 1 in the morning now and I'm so tired.
I burst into the room and over to his bed. I look down at him asleep in bed. Tears start to roll down my cheeks silently.
"Mr. Tomlinson?" An officer asks. I turn to him.
"We'll come back tomorrow. It's late and we're not going to get any information out of him now."
"Okay, thank you so much for helping me today."
"It's okay, we've marked the barn off as a crime scene so no one can go in and contaminate the evidence. We'll send someone to collect all the evidence tomorrow."
"Okay. Thank you, bye." I say as they leave. I pull a chair up next to Harry's bed. I take hold of his hand gently because his arms are cut and bloody.
Soon I fall asleep holding Harry's hand in this really uncomfortable chair.
HARRY'S POV
*beep.....beep.....beep.....beep*
Ugh, that sound isn't annoying at all, nope! I open my eyes slowly only to be blinded by a white light. I let my eyes adjust to the light before making them move anywhere.
*beep.....beep.....beep.....beep.....beep*
I turn to where the sound is coming from. It's a heart monitor.
I'm in the hospital. I focus on a small lump curled up in a chair.
Loubear?
"Boo.." I whisper. He's holding my hand so I pull on his hand softly. He's not a very heavy sleeper so he should be awake soon.
"Boobear.." I say softly.
"Hmm?" I asks, he's still half asleep and hasn't opened his eyes.
"Lou..it's me..it's Haz..wake up.." I say, softly pulling on his fingers.
"Haz..? No..he's gone.." Louis says in a mumbley sleepy voice.
"Boo I'm right here.." I say tugging slightly harder. He flickers his eyes open.
"Hazza..?" He asks quietly.
"I'm here.." I say softly. His smile grows and he stands up.
"Oh thank god you're awake.." He says he slams his lips into mine. I smile against his lips. He pulls away softy.
"I'm so sorry boo.."
"No don't be, none of this was your fault. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you.."
"Oh my god, I'm glad you weren't there. He would have hurt you so much if you were." I say with wide eyes.
"I just..I came home to the note..I..I didn't know what to do.." He says quietly.
"I'm okay though.."
"You collapsed when you came in Haz. You're not okay.." He says softly.
"I lost some blood I guess but I'm okay. I swear boo..I'm okay."
"Sure?"
"Sure."
"Okay.." He says.
"You need to call Liam by the way.."
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