Angel (H.S AU)

Chapter Thirty Two

I pick up my phone and see 5 missed calls from Louis, and many texts. My heart starts to beat quickly as I open the messages. As soon as I read the first one my eyes fill with tears.

*Harry is in the hospital. Any way you can come back? He needs you.*

I should've known Harry couldn't do it without me. I shouldn't have been so selfish. I'm so, so stupid. I try to gather my thoughts as a million questions enter my mind about what happened, if he's okay and what I can honestly do in this situation.

*I'll leave tonight. Is he okay?*

*Text me when you get here. He has been in hospital for an hour.*

I sigh in frustration that Louis wouldn't tell me if Harry is okay or not, but I don't have time to worry. I quickly go online and book a ticket home and then start packing. I am able to get a ticket for late tonight but I don't have long before i have to leave. Unfortunately it takes a while to get home obviously, and there will be a time difference, but I can only hope that he is okay until I can get there.

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I step off the plane and practically run into the airport, while calling Louis. That flight couldn't have been longer. All I could think about was Harry. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't relax, all I could do was worry. And now that I'm so close to seeing him, that worry has multiplied and I feel like I'm going to be sick.

Louis arrives about 5 minutes later and rushes over to me. "You want to go to the hospital now?" I nod, "What happened Louis?" He sighs, "I don't think I should be the one to tell you... You'll see, okay?" I frown, "Okay, but is he alright?" He pauses for a minute. "He should be."

When we get to the hospital we rush in and go straight to Harry's room. As soon as I see him I turn away in shock and tears, and Louis pulls me into a hug. I begin to cry, both because of how Harry looks and the fact that I am blaming myself for this. "It's okay, Alexa." Louis says, trying to calm me down. I shake my head, "This is all my fault." After about five more minutes of crying, I walk over to Harry bed and sit beside him.

To begin with, his arms are covered in deep cuts that look like they were done a few days ago, his eye is both black and swollen, he looks as if he hasn't slept in a week. On top of that, he just looks terrible. Worse than I've ever seen him before. He is barely conscious and I don't think he even realises I'm here. Louis walks over to the bed. "What happened, Lou? Please tell me." He sits down next to me. "He's been drinking a lot, and taking a lot of drugs. I guess everything built up and he just wasn't sleeping, he was getting extremely angry and got in a bad fight. They have no idea how many drugs were in his system, but they know it's a dangerous amount and they're still trying to see how much it's affected him and if it was a suicide attempt or not." I nod, and gently hold Harry's hand.

"Has he spoken at all?" I ask Louis, as tears fill my eyes. He shakes his head, "Not since arriving here." I close my eyes and try to gather my thoughts, but it's somewhat impossible. I shouldn't have left, it was so stupid of me. "Thank you for sticking with him, Louis. I should've been here." He stands up, "It's fine, really. I'll wait outside." I nod and look to Harry.

"I don't know if you can hear me, Harry. But if you can, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry for leaving you. I know that I can't take it back and apologies are worthless right now, but you need to know I'm sorry. I love you, I love you so much and I left you for my own selfish reasons. I know you're going to be okay, and when you're recovered and out of here we're going to sort things out. It's going to be okay, Harry. I promise." I kiss his hand and walk out of the room.

Helloooo! I miss writing this story so much!! Sorry it's been so long! I've been at college trying to finish manyyy assessments so I haven't had time to come on wattpad... please forgive me! :(