1D | Walking In The Wind

Louis Tattoo Injury 🪡 ~ 2018

Tattoo

Louis's POV
"Oh, dig deep why don't you? Fucking hell Rob. Argh!" I cried out as Robbie hurt me.
"Sorry. Sorry," He told me quickly.
"And you've nicked a blood vessel. I'm bleeding," I told him.
"I'm so sorry Louis."
"It's alright lad," I said, before the tattoo artist brought out some antibacterial gel. "Great. Now the pain happens."
"This is going to stop you getting an infection, Louis."
"I know what it is. Robby, take my hand," I said, and Robbie took my hand. "Argh!" I cried out as the tattoo artist applied the antibacterial gel, and it stung.
"I am so sorry Louis."
"It's ok. This is better than getting an infection. Fucking hell!" I cried out as it burnt.
"There we go."
"Fuck," I said as it was removed.
"What happens to your tattoo now?"
"Nothing, we're done. It might be scarred though."
"I am so, so sorry Louis."
"What's done is done lad. No worries," I said before I stood up and hugged Robbie.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine."
"Put this on it until the bleeding stops Louis," The tattoo artist said as he handed me some medical gauze.
"Thank you," I said, before I put it over the part of my arm that was bleeding.

X-Factor

The next day during the x-factor auditions, I started to feel cold.
"I'm just going to get my coat. Hold on."
"Are you alright Louis?" Simon asked as I came back over to the judging panel in my coat.
"Yeah, I'm just feeling a little bit cold. It might be because of you."
"Ok."

Several auditionees came and went, but I was feeling worse. Then, out of nowhere, I felt Robbie's fingers on my neck.
"What are you doing lad?"
"I'm taking your pulse. I can hear your laboured breathing from my seat Louis."
"I'm fine, I'm just cold. Seriously, you messed up my tattoo yesterday, and now you're worried that you messed me up too?"
"He's fine Robbie," Simon said, but after a moment Robbie knelt beside me.
"Louis. Your breathing's rough, you're cold, you're shaking, and you have a fast heart rate. I'm worried you might have got an infection."
"I'm fine Robbie."
"Just come backstage and get checked out. Just 5 minutes."
"Ok," I agreed, before I stood up. I was shivering, and breathing was a little difficult. "I'm only feeling worse so it wouldn't do any harm. I'll be 5 minutes," I told everyone in my microphone, before I went backstage with Robbie.

Backstage, the medic assessed me, and I was starting to feel dizzy as I was sitting down.
"How are you feeling Louis?" She asked me as she was taking my blood pressure, and I was holding my hand up to my forehead.
"Dizzy, and a little bit sick."
"Ok. I think you have an infection, and I would like to get you to a hospital to make sure it's nothing serious. You do have signs of sepsis."
"Blood poisoning. Great, thanks Robbie," I said to help lighten the mood.
"I feel awful Louis. I've made you ill," Robbie told me, but I smiled.
"It's ok. Thank you for getting me to see someone."
"Let's get going Louis," The medic told me.
"Ok," I replied, and Robbie gave me a hand to the car as I was feeling increasingly dizzy.
"Are you ok Louis?" Robbie asked me on the way.
"I'm alright. Thanks," I replied to Robbie as he had his arm around me while we were walking to the car.

Recovery

Connected to an IV drip and on a hospital ward: I felt like all of this was a bit of an over-reaction. But I really wasn't feeling good at all, and the tattoo that Robbie had given me was definitely infected. Luckily then, my phone pinged:

Harry: I've heard that you left the x-factor early today because you were feeling ill. Are you doing ok?
Louis: I've got an infection, possibly a blood infection. I'm currently in hospital being given antibiotics.
Harry: Blood hell. Are you doing ok at the moment?
Louis: Yeah, I'm feeling a little rough, but I'm just on a bed waiting for the IV to go through.
Harry: Are you on a ward then? Are they going to keep you in overnight?
Louis: I don't know, I hope not.
Harry: Ok. Take it easy and let know how you're getting on.
Louis: I will. Talk soon H.

Lottie then called, and I reassured her that I was doing ok. There was a small risk that my infection could develop into sepsis, but right now I was more bored than anything, and I was in the right place if I started to go downhill.

Two hours later, my IV had finished and the doctor informed me that he was going to keep me on the ward overnight to make sure the infection didn't resurface. I reluctantly agreed, and I opened series 4 of 'House' on my iPad.

~

I was discharged the next day and I went home. Harry and messaged the lads and they were blowing up my phone.

One Direction Chat:
Liam: Louis, are you ok?
Niall: He's in hospital. Give him time Liam.
Liam: He doesn't have to reply straight away.
Niall: Yeah, but it's 3am. Why are you awake?
Liam: Why are you awake?
Niall: I'm writing songs. But fair point.

Harry: Let us know how you're feeling when you're awake Louis x

Louis: I'm awake and at home. The infection wasn't too bad in the end, and the antibiotics cleared it up quickly.
Liam: That's really good to hear Louis.
Niall: So you've been discharged?
Louis: Yes. I'm heading back onto the X-Factor this afternoon.
Harry: That soon?
Louis: Yeah. I feel good now x
Liam: That's so good to hear. Make sure you drink lots of water and look after yourself.
Louis: I will lad. I love you all.
Niall: We love you too Louis!
Harry: You always have my love ❤️
Liam: Alright Harry, leave some love for us to give to Louis.
Louis: Thanks boys x

The doorbell then went and I put my phone down before I opened it.
"Hi Robbie."
"Hi Louis. How are you feeling?"
"I'm good. The infection's cleared up, and the tattoo's been scarred, but it looks quite cool."
"I'm really sorry that you had to spend a night in hospital."
"Don't worry about it. Nothing serious happened, and I'm ok. Are you here to give me a lift to the theatre?"
"I am."
"Thanks. I'm ready to go."
"Ok, let's go," Robbie said, and I followed him to his car.