Forbidden {L.S.}

Twenty(H)

When I woke up, all I felt was pain. It was worse in my chest than anywhere else. I felt someone run their fingers through my hair, so I forced my eyes open. I closed them again right away and tried to take a deep breath, but I couldn't. After a few more seconds, I was able to open my eyes and look at the person to my right.

Louis had a tight smile on his face. He didn't look like he had been crying recently, which I took as a kind of a good thing. He did look tired as hell, though. "Hey, Haz." His voice was scratchy. Maybe he had been crying.

I wished I could just wave this away. All of it. I didn't want to be in the hospital, I didn't want Louis to be worried about me. All of the events were still fresh in my head, snippets of them playing over and over. Despite everything I wanted to say, the only thing that came out was "hurts."

"I know. God, I'm so sorry, Harry. I'm so fucking sorry." He kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes again. "I'm glad you're awake now."

"How long was I asleep?" I asked after a few more seconds, turning my head to look at him better. It was hard to take deep breaths. It felt weird to try to talk. I didn't know how to explain it.

"Six days, give or take," he whispered.

"Did anyone else get hurt?"

Louis shook his head. "Not as far as I know." He paused for a few seconds. "We'll talk about it later, okay? Don't worry about it. Everything's gonna be okay, baby."

I nodded, squeezing his hand. "I love you."

"I love you, too, so, so much. You have no idea how relieved I am right now." Louis shook his head for a second. "I was so scared you wouldn't wake up."

"I'm not leaving for a long, long time," I assured him. Louis smiled and barely laughed, but I took it. Louis didn't need to worry about it. I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. "Will you get me something to drink?"

Louis nodded and got up, finding a nurse. They brought me a cup of water and then left again. Louis kissed me and then just held my face. "I was so worried. So, so worried."

"I'm okay, Louis. I'm awake, I'm still breathing. I'm going to be okay, yeah?"

Louis smiled. He just held me close for a while. I bathed in his attention, not like I don't get enough of it. I could tell he missed me, just by the way he held me. The second his grip started to loosen, he tightened it again.

"I love you," I whispered. Louis whispered it back, kissing my head.

I eventually fell back asleep after the doctor's came by to check on me. I hated it, but I also did get shit in the chest, which is kind of a big deal. I just wanted to sleep and cuddle with Louis. That's all I wanted to do. But he couldn't even stay over night with me because of the stupid visiting hours. I hated it.