Harry's POV
"Lou? What happened?!" I hit and pushed the door desperately to get it up. A nurse saw me and came to me.
"Hold on, sir. I have an emergency key." She said and unlocked the door. Louis was on the floor, and it was blood on the wall and the floor. I couldn't move, cry, or say anything. In the end, I fell down on my knees and screamed silently. I couldn't breathe. I tried to look at Louis again, but my sight was blurred by tears. The nurse helped me up and led me to the room that was Niall's. They're gonna hate me, I'm never going to be forgiven. How am I going to tell them? The nurse left when we arrived. I stood outside the door just processing what happened. I wasn't ready to tell them yet.
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"Two bears, please." I said.
"Okay, that's 5 dollars."
"Okay." I handed the women the money, took the beers, and sat down. I decided to go to the bar instead of talking to the boys. I drank both of the beers and then ordered two whiskeys.
Liam's POV
"When is Harry coming back?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, but I'm starting to get a bit worried now." I answered.
"Should we go find them?" Zayn asked.
"We probably should." I said.
We walked down to the reception and asked the receptionist if she had seen a tall boy with curly hair and a smol boy with short hair go together.
"No, I saw someone looking like the first person you described go out of the hospital alone." The receptionist said. Me and Zayn looked at each other. We walked out of the hospital and saw the bar on the other side of the street.
"Do you think Harry is there?" Zayn asked.
"Maybe we should check." I said sceptical.
We were close to the bar now, and through the big bar windows, we saw Harry laying over a table with four empty bottles.
"Oh no!" Both of us said at the same time.
"Harry?" I said while I shocked him.
"Ughhuh." Harry responded.
"Where is Louis?" Zayn asked Harry. Harry answered with a burp before he threw up all over the floor.
"Gosh, he's drunk!" Zayn said.
"We won't get any information from him. He can't even talk normally now!" I said. We both helped Harry up and led him to the hospital again.
"We have to find Louis." Zayn said.
"I can't believe Harry just went to a baar to drin-" I interrupted myself and felt like someone stabbed me in the chest. Someone carried a bloody, smoll 17 year old boy out of the bathroom and laid him in a bag.
Was that Louis?
