The Side You Don't Hear (1D)

Chapter 23

Sorry it took me a freakishly long time to update.  I had massive writer's block. :(

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Louis' POV

                I have no idea what is happening right now, but it doesn't sound good at all.  If I could, I would be jumping around and screaming, not to mention hugging the crap out of my best friend.  He came to visit me in the hospital, regardless of his escape plan, and that meant a lot to me.  I don't blame him for what happened to me, even though I had been chasing him when it happened.  All I can say is that if it brought him back, I don't mind at all.

                "Louis, I-" Harry started to say, but his words were cut off by the door clicking open.  Who could it be?  If it was one of the boys, I could almost guarantee there would be yelling, or at least hugs.

                "Harry," an unfamiliar voice asked, breaking through the tense silence.  I felt Harry move away a bit.

                "Who are you?" he asked, clearly on the same page as I was.  His voice seemed a bit scared, but that doesn't surprise me.  Anyone who would know his name knows that he's been MIA for awhile and isn't expected to show up at a place like this.

                " My name is Braden Dent, and I'm here to carry out said drastic measures," the unknown man responded.  Even with the name, I still didn't know who the man was, but by Harry's next question, it seemed that he at least had a guess.

                "Dent?  As in the head of management Dent?" he asked.  There was a man by the name of Dent involved in our management team?  I don't ever recall meeting at Dent while there handling business.  But then again, I've never met the head of management.

                "His brother," the man answered with an evil sneer.  He sounded confident, whereas harry sounded scared, and unsure.  I was left to picture him as some big, intimidating man, maybe with tattoos or a shaved head.  Anything less wouldn't have such an effect on my fearless best friend.  There were a few quick, shuffling footsteps and something slamming against one of the walls with a huff.  Before their scuffle could continue, the door clicked again, letting in happy voices.  The chatter was cut off quickly, those involved probably meeting the scene happening in my room.  Oh, how I wish I could wake up and see this.  It sounds god-damn entertaining!

                "Braden?" a male's voice asked.  I recognized it as Peter, Alice's friend.  We had seen more of him recently, but I didn't really expect him to visit.  He clearly knew the man, but how, I don't know.

                "Peter," he exasperatedly answered.  Seems his plans were just ruined.  His damn fault for not expecting a plot twist; that's like rule number one of real life dramas.

                "Harry?" the unmistakable high voice of Alice piped in.  God I wish I could see his face right now.  He probably looks like some scared puppy in the corner being surrounded by people he knows will punish him.  Now would be an amazing time to wake up! Come on Louis, wake up!  You can do it!  Open your eyes!

                "Fuck.." Harry muttered under his breath.  He's in deep shit, and he knows it.

                "Braden, what are you doing here?" Peter asked, sounding genuinely confused.  The man didn't have a chance to answer before Alice cut back in to the conversation.

                "Where the hell is my son?!" She practically growled at Harry.  She sounded about ready to bite his head off, making me wish I didn't have to simply imagine his face.  Wake up Lou! Come on man!  There were advancing footsteps and the sound of another person being pushed up against the wall.