Tomlinson to Styles [Harry.S] *COMPLETE*

Hospitals - Chapter 3

*Louis' P.O.V*

"What the hell did you give her, Harry?"

"Apple cider?"

"Read her doggy collar!" I ordered, "She's allergic!" Harry cursed, something management refused to let us do. Trust me, otherwise there would have been a lot stronger language coming from my mouth. Ever since she was young, we could never even give her a sip of mum's wine or some of 

Mark's beer. When she was 16, a lot of her friends would go out drinking on Friday's and Saturday's down town and she'd never go. Soon, her 'friends' ditched her for people who would drink. Because of this, she lost a lot of self confidence so she was known as 'the silent one'. At one point, she carried on this name at home and wouldn't talk to anyone as hard as we tried. Now she was at university, she'd re-gained some of her confidence and made new friends who liked her for her. Drinking or not.

"Come on, Harry, help me out." I picked up my limp, lifeless sister from Desirae's kitchen floor.

"Uh, sure." He swatted away my hands and picked up Alyssa with his giant hands and flung her over his shoulder.

"Be careful!" Liam shouted from the sofa. As if the others hadn't even bothered helping. Ugh. Lazy cows. Anyway, we (we being me, Harry and Alyssa) made our way to Alyssa's car; I drove and Harry sat with my sister in the back. I could hear him whispering something, most likely to Alyssa. How sweet. In an awful kind of way.

*Alyssa's P.O.V*

I could hear Harry whispering things to me. I could feel his breath on my face. I could feel my head vibrating as he played with strands of my hair. I tried to force my eyelids open but they wouldn't budge. I could understand everything what was going on but I couldn't respond. Ugh!

*Harry's P.O.V*

I tickled her head, I talked to her, I begged for her to wake but the only movement was the soft, rhythmic beat of her heart. What was up with her? What had I done? I'm such a complete and utter...ugh! Bloody management not letting us curse. It's just something I do a lot, I can't help it! We pulled up at the hospital and I once again put Alyssa soft frame in my arms, this time carrying her bridal style.

"Please!" Louis begged as he ran into the entrance, "She's been given alcohol and she's allergic!"  

They immediately took her into a ward. We were ordered to sit in the waiting room. Louis kept pacing the length of the room while I sat wanting her more than ever before. I'd always loved Alyssa. Ever since I met her when One Direction first formed, I knew she was the one. But of course, because of my player record, she'd never wanted me. That phase of me was over and I just wanted her. Only her. A lovely looking nurse started approaching me. I looked at her name tag, Alyssa. My eyes welled up. I wanted to see MY Alyssa not nurse Alyssa.

"Tomlinson?" I whistled Louis and he came running to my side. The nurse smiled at him.

"Come here," she pointed to the nurses' office. Louis walked in through the open door. I followed.

"I'm afraid we have bad news..." I held my breath for what was about to come, "Alyssa's in a coma."

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I know most of the info about 1D isn't true but this story IS fictional. There will be more to do with both Alyssa's in the next chapter! I have ideas at the ready!