Harry Styles.
"Louis I don't know what to do." I cried out, falling against him.
"I don't know how to fix this. I don't know how to make it better. Every time I try to make things feel normal everybody just argues."
Wiping over my eyes I try to catch my breath. "Charlie won't talk, Nia hasn't come out of her room and the others are just fighting all the time. I can't take it, I need you back."
Looking up at him from his waist I just waited for him to start laughing telling me it was just a joke. But he stayed in the exact place he was in when he got here.
"I'm sort of praying to the silence just hoping you'll listen and you'll come back to me. I need you back, I don't think I can live like this it's driving me crazy."
The beeping was getting louder.
"You are the absolute peak of everything I am and I need you here."
The door opens but I couldn't move. I wasn't sure if i even capable of moving.
"I don't know what happened his levels are just started to sky rocket." Moving out of the way I watched the three doctors pile over him with needles and pumps.
Mumbling things that I couldn't really understand in the moment. "What's happening?"
Looking over at the monitor then back at him I watched the bags above his bed slowly fill with blood. "What's happening?!"
"I need you to stand out there until we fix this. Please." Pushing me out of the room I watched the door close on me. Everything only seemed to get worse from there.
The lines on the monitor slowly began to blur together, getting smaller with each second that passed by.
I hadn't gotten time to fight what I was doing, or where I was going. The cold hand clenching my arm dragging me away from the room. Until I'd reached the outside.
Too far gone to fight it, my back hit the car seat with the door slamming in my face.
Everything happened so slowly I was having trouble breathing. I'd left the house on my own this time, too quickly to tell anybody.
It was obvious where I was but not where I'm going. I didn't even have it in me to try and play it off like a joke. "Please, please don't leave him like this. Please you have to let me stay."
"Shut up." My head started to hurt, like I had knives pressing into my temple.
I didn't have my seatbelt on so of course being as drowsy as I was I'd fallen between the backseat and the front.
"Wake up!" The cold water tips over my head and I tried to jump up but I was stuck to the seat. "Oh, my god- holy fuck. Is that have- does that have ice in it? Holy Jesus that's cold."
"Shut up!" Shaking my head to get the water from my eyes I watched them all stare at me.
"This is the most awake I've felt in a while. Thanks guys." Spitting the water out of my mouth, shamefully looking up at the man I just spat on I try to hold in my laugh.
"I have terrible aim I'm so sorry." They'd given me something, I wasn't sure what it was but i was giggling. "He just spat on me."
"I'm sorry. I can clean it up if you want- I mean- I, you know I just released where I spat and I don't think I can do that."
"I almost killed your boyfriend just then, I would've killed him, carry on and he's dead."
I started giggling even more, trying to keep my eyes on the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's not- funny. You're serious I know but I can't take you seriously right now."
"He's a dead man." I nod. "He is, no I knew from the get go he wasn't gonna make it. Pulling the plug was bound to happen."
Grabbing my face I blow him a kiss, he jumps back wiping his hand on his jeans. "Did my dad put you up to this? He just came back into my life and I'm sort of praying it's not my mother because I just used Jesus' name in vein and I'm sort of really enjoying this a little too much."
"Oh god you're disgusting." One of them whispers. "Yeah no this is definitely not my mother- or my proudest moment, you'd be shot dead if it was my mother. Who is it? I'm waiting for the grand reveal- wait! Let me guess."
Looking around the room I start to pin point the little things. "Neat uniform, clean room, nice rope, good posture, great lighting. Has to be Jace right? Or his dad."
The door opens and Riley walks in, my gasp has almost made me pass out. "I so did not see that one coming. What the fuuuck."
She stood in front of me, both exchanging a few awkward blinks.
Then I saw it, the small dimple she gets in her chin when she's trying not the laugh. The tears in my eyes were making everything blurry.
I kept laughing despite being on the verge of death. "You think this is funny?"
"No, definitely not. Women are so scary. I would even go as far as to say terrifying. Because women can do things and men can do no things. You are women- terrifying."
"Does he ever stop talking?" The man I spat on pipes up. "Hey! I'm trying to have a civilised discussion with my fellow women, if you keep talking I will chop you up and feed you to goats. Shut your trap blondie. Riley, may I ask you a question?"
"Sure." She sighs. "Why is it that you organised all of this? What is it that you want?"
"Money, a new life, some new clothes would be nice." I nod. "Agreed, you know what we should do."
"What?" She smiles. "Shopping spree, I mean it's only fair since our boyfriends never did you know? Like, what's the point of being a boyfriend if you're not gonna take us shopping."
"No literally! Like why are we dating if you're just not gonna buy me things and tell me I'm pretty." She argues back.
"Just once I want Louis to take me shopping." She tuts. "The things I would do to see that man shop."
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Love&Affection | Larry Stylinson
Fiksi Penggemar"He's dead." Harry whispered. "That's the idea." "He's dead." He repeats. "I mean his eyes are separate from his sockets and his spleen is somewhere mixed in with his teeth. So yes." "You killed him!" He points. "Don't point what if he's shy." "Oh...
