Let's get married (Larry stylinson)

Lets Get Married

"When we're old enough we should get married" I say weakly looking over at Louis who's sitting on a chair in the corner of the small hospital room. He doesn't look at me. I don't blame him. I wouldn't want to look at me either. I'm bruised up and have millions of machines attached to me.

It was a bad accident. Faulty stage lights that's the crew didn't put up properly. We were lucky. At least the rest of the guys were. I was the only one who got hurt. So now I sit here holding onto my life with everything I have. I can't leave Louis, I'm his everything. If I were to die he would want to come with me. He would make it happen.

I try to get these thoughts of death out of my mind but instead tears stream down my cheeks. My heart monitor beep more quickly which catch Louis' attention. He looks up quickly and sees me crying.
"Hey it's alright baby, what's wrong?" He looks at me through his saddened eyes.
"If I don't make it please don't follow me..." I say, barely above a whisper.
This makes him stop. I see his eyes fill with tears before he pats my hair once more before leaving the room.
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"What the fuck happened?! What did you do to him!" I scream as Harry is being pushed out of the room on his bed. All of his machines are beeping frantically. I desperately search for someone who knows what's going on. With tears in my eyes I go up to his nurse.
"What's wrong with him, will he be okay??" I stutter out.
"He suffered very severe internal bleeding. We're bringing him to surgery now." The nurse explains.
"B-but will he be okay." The nurse looks back at me not answering. She quickly leaves the room and rushes to the OR where the doctors just brought Harry.

I sit back in my chair rethinking everything that Harry said to me earlier "When we're old enough we should get married." Those words stuck in my mind. The worst part... I didn't get to answer him. My last words to him will be "What's wrong" I didn't want that.

I prayed silent prayers in my head for the next hour and a half. Tears streaming down my face whilst I do so. I'm picking at the skin by my thumbs before I hear a soft knock on the door. It was the last person I wanted to see before I saw Harry, the nurse.
"I-is Harry okay?" I sniffle trying to wipe my tears.
"I'm... so sorry" she says to me
"W-what there's no way... h-he's alive right, please tell me he's alive" I was breaking down. I felt as if everything in my body stopped working; my knees were weak, I couldn't breathe, I could hear my blood pumping in my ears. Everything was loud, way too loud. I couldn't feel anything, I was numb. All of this happened to fast.
Harrys not dead, I thought to myself. Im asleep, none of this is real.
I punch the wall and hear a crack come from my knuckle. Shit. It's real.

Hes gone...

Yes I'll marry you... I say to the sky