The Power of Love.
Louis cradled Harry's limp body in his arms, hugging him to his chest, Harry's warm blood seeping into his suit jacket and shirt. Louis could feel it warm and sticky against his skin. Harry was getting colder and Louis rubbed his back frantically to try and keep him warm and not let the heat seep out of him. The ambulance wailed closer and closer.
'Harry please,' Louis whispered in his hair, 'please baby don't leave me. You can't leave me. We've only just begun sweetheart. We have so many plans remember. Please Harry open your eyes for me can you do that my love?' But Harry remained limp in his arms bleeding all over him. The screaming ambulance screeched to a halt in the driveway right in front of their front door where Louis was rocking Harry back and forth, talking to him and trying to keep him warm. A doctor and two paramedics jumped out of the ambulance and rushed towards them.
'Sir, I am Dr. Gabriel Harrison I need you to let go of the patient. ' Louis looked at him with wild eyes and clutched Harry tighter to his chest.
'Don't touch him!' he snapped at him.
'Ok. I am going to reach out and check for a pulse,' the doctor told him and immediately reached out his hand and placed it at Harry's neck. He felt around for what seemed like a minute, Louis, Cal, Jeremy, Judy, Angus and Leonard holding their breath.
'Found it!' Gabriel told them. 'But its very weak. He's lost a lot of blood. You need to let us take care of him now Sir if you want him to live.' Louis was about to protest again when Cal and Jeremy intervened. They nodded to the doctor and he nodded back. They each placed a hand under Louis' armpits and hauled him away from Harry, the doctor and medics catching Harry the moment he was free from Louis' hold.
Louis struggled in their hold, trying to free himself to get back to Harry. He watched them through blurry eyes full of tears as they ripped apart his soft woolly Chanel jumper! Harry was going to be so upset. He loved that jumper and they just ripped it apart. He would sue their ass for destroying Harry's favorite Chanel jumper!
Two police cars screeched to a halt just inside the gates leading up to the house. Policemen filed out of the cars and immediately began interrogating the security on duty. Some of them rushed up to the house and were met with the grizzly scene before them : blood everywhere, people crying and a limp figure covered in blood on the ground while doctors worked on him. Louis was focused on Harry, at the blood oozing out of the wound in his chest to care about anything else going on around him. The doctor and medics were talking among themselves, calling out orders, doing things to his husband who lay there in his own warm precious blood that was leaving his body. Louis collapsed in Jeremy's and Cal's arms when the doctor yelled :
'He's crashing! I'm losing him!' He felt his heart stop as he watched the medics place the metal pallets to Harry's delicate chest and try to shock his heart back to beat.
'Two hundred!' the doctor yelled.
'Clear!' yelled another as Harry's body lifted off the ground at the intensity of electric shock running to his body. The doctor checked for a pulse.
'Nothing. Two fifty!' he yelled again and again Harry was shocked.
'You're hurting him!' Louis screamed. 'You're hurting my baby!' His voice was hoarse and choked from tears. Judy got down beside him and hugged him to her, holding him as he watched them trying to revive his husband.
'They are trying to save him,' she told him but Louis tried to free himself from the hold Cal and Jeremy had on him.
'He's....he's hurting Harry,' he choked out as fresh new tears fell from his eyes as he watched them do chest compressions on him while another pumped oxygen into Harry.
