Scar wars (Larry fanfic)

Louis

The sharp pain of my nails entering my palm wakes me up and by the way Zayn was laying I haven't been out for a long time, plus only now one of my mates enters. He runs to him and looks at me. 

Harry. 

Harry can help.

I run at my phone and call to the hospital. "Health care Hospital, what's your emergency?" I swallow and run to Zayn, the blood is a lot for only a couple of seconds. "I-Is Doctor Styles available?" I ask because he'll understand me. "He is but he doesn't get calls-"

"Tell him I'm Louis. I need an ambulance here. Please." I say rushed pushing on Zayn's abdomen and I can hear her calling out Harry's name. One second later I hear him "Louis? What happened?" 

I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to hide. The gunshot keeps repeating in my mind and I can hardly concentrate. "H-Harry. He's bleeding a lot. He shot himself. I-" I can't talk. And I hear him shouting at me which makes me come on earth. "LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON EXPLAIN TO ME." 

I take a deep breath and say "He shot himself in the abdomen but he is bleeding a lot, so much, he's been out for a minute and we press on it but it doesn't stop." 

"Exact place?" He asks and I measure with my hands "Two hands length from the belly button" I say and he immediately says rushed. "It's the artery! Louis the ambulance will arrive in ten minutes you don't have that much time. Do you have gloves there?" I look around and we do have but what am I gonna do. "Y-Yes we do."

"Okay take them. Wet them with alcohol or something with alcohol, Louis I need you to focus." I quickly take the gloves and get down next to the dying man on the floor. "Okay. Okay. What do I do?" I ask and Harry says very clearly "You will search the artery and you will press on it and stop the bleeding." My breath stopped "What?" I ask like I've just been shot and Harry shouts "Now!" 

I blink and slide my fingers through the gun wound I close my eyes because god I'm not made for this. "HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHICH ONE IS THE ARTERY HARRY?" I shout because I'm freaking out but he speaks slowly and smoothly "You will feel a lot of blood coming out from it. You will press your index finger on it, okay love?" 

I close my eyes because this time I'm close to breakdown in crying and five seconds later I feel it. I press the index finger on it and I watch the blood stop. "Got it. I got it." I say and I can hear him breathing relieved "Good job. Now someone needs to check his pulse."

"Lombster! His pulse" I say and he presses his two fingers on his neck nodding "It's there." He says and I smile "Now when the ambulance comes, Louis, you won't let that artery. You come to the hospital like this. I'll wait for you here. Good job."

I breathe relieved and shaking and I close my eyes. "Louis?" I hear him saying and I hum not being able to say anything else. "I'm proud of you" I look at the phone and smile softly "Thank you precious" I say and the doctors run in the room. 

They put him on the ambulance bed and I look at him and think about how he just tried to break me apart from my man. And he saved him. I close my eyes and try to calm my breathing. We arrive at the hospital and Harry runs at us. They put Zayn on the surgery bed and Harry looks at me. "Up" He says and I frown "what?".

"Just get on top of him, we can't risk it." He says again and I get on top of Zayn still holding that artery like his life depends on it. Because it does.

One hour later Harry gets out of the surgery room taking off his gloves and the surgery coat. He comes to me smiling. "Congrats love, you saved him." I smile and hug him "You saved him, Harry, I had no freaking idea what I was doing." Harry kisses my cheek and looks at me. 

"Take off your gloves, love." He says and I realise I haven't taken them off. I take them off and he immediately takes my hands concerned. I forgot. "Louis, you're hurt."

I see my hands but they are full of Zayn's blood probably not that bad. Harry pulls me into his office and washes my hands. Every hand has four scratches. Harry kisses them gently and I look at him. "My beautiful fighter." He says and I feel like a knot stops me from breathing. I let out a forced breath and he looks at me. 

He pulls me into a hug and whispers gently "I know love, I know. It passed now. I'm here." I grip onto his shirt and hold him tight. He rubs his hand on my back and whispers "Talk to me love." 

I hold his shirt even tighter and whisper "I was so scared." 

"That he'll shot you?" He asks and I exhale heavily.

That I'll lose you.

I can't let him know how weak I am so I nod. He kisses my temple "You're fine now. You'll stay here for some minutes, I'll stay here with you, then he will wake up and we'll go to him and then we'll go home. He has to know who saved him." 

I freeze in his arms and he takes us to the couch. I look at him and tap my lap. He sits on my lap and hugs me right letting me hide my face in his neck. 

We sit there until we hear knocks on the door. He stands up slowly and gives me a kiss before going to open the door. A woman's voice can be heard "Zayn Malik is awake." Harry nods and smiles "Thank you. I'll come in a second."

I sigh, I'll tell him about him when we get home.

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Louis saved him but is this war done?