Forbidden {L.S.}

Twenty-One(L)

When Harry woke up, he had to get questioned still. I stayed in the waiting room while Niall and his Dad went into the room. I don't know how Niall convinced his dad to sign for Harry with everything, knowing Harry wasn't actually staying with them. Don't get me wrong, I was grateful for him doing it, I just had to know what the hell Niall decided to tell him.

Once everyone had left except Niall, I went back I to the room and sat next to Harry in his bed. "I wanna go home," he whispered, turning to look at me after he had been staring at the same spot in the bed. "And I want a cat. Can we get a cat?"

"Now you want a cat?" I laughed. Harry nodded and grabbed my hand, a hopeful smile on his face. "I'll think about it."

Niall rolled his eyes. "If you get him it, he's officially spoiled."

"Bitch, I'm beyond spoiled, thank you." Harry rolled his eyes back and squeezed my hand. "You know that."

"I do," I agreed. I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "I mean, I made you that way."

An hour or so later, Niall left and Harry looked at me. He had been smiley with Niall, now that he was gone, he looked more concerned. "Talk to me."

I took a deep breath. He wasn't going to be happy I wasn't taking care of myself, but without him I didn't have a reason to be doing anything, at least that's how I felt. It's not healthy, but I could care less. Harry is my life, I'm his, we need each other. "Zayn and Liam had to babysit me. They had my phone every night that I actually went to sleep that way, in case the hospital called, someone would answer. School is on a two week break, but you aren't going back until you're ready. I don't care how long that takes, okay?"

"I can't just not go. I need to graduate this year so we can-"

"Harry, we'll still move, you can finish your credits, I'll teach at a different school, everything will be fine." I used one hand to touch his cheek and he leaned into the touch. "I'll make it work. Whatever you need."

Harry looked down and nodded, leaning back against the bed instead of sitting up himself. "Do you... I love you."

I tilted his chin up. "I love you, too. And you can ask me anything, okay? If you're ready to talk, I won't stop you."

"How did you find out it was me?" Harry asked quietly.

"Liam was one of the paramedics that responded to the scene. He refused to leave your side until they took you into surgery for me. He texted Zayn the second you were stable enough for him to, and Zayn found me and we rushed here."

"I don't know if I can go back," he whispered, holding my hand tightly. He had a far away look and he was looking beside me, not at me. "It terrifies me now."

I grabbed his chin gently and made him look at me so he would stop playing it in his head. "We will cross that bridge later. I don't want you worrying about school at all right now," I instructed softly. "If you don't go back, we'll work it out. We always find a way, yeah?" Harry nodded and curled into my side once I moved besides him carefully, letting out a long breath. "We always find a way," I repeated.

"One way or another," Harry sighed softly, his eyes starting to close. I brushed my fingers through his hair as he fell asleep. From what I heard, there wasn't going to be a trial. Josh is going to jail for a while, that's going to be the end of it. It might not change Harry's mind on school, but hopefully he'll feel a little better about having to go if he decides to.

Harry was the last person who deserves this. He really was. Harry was a bright, bubbly person. At school he was always willing to help out, as long as they weren't questioning him about the rumor between us.

I leaned back in the chair once I was sure he was asleep and sighed. I wish I could take it away in a moment, but he would absolutely go mental if it had happened to me.

A nurse came into the room and checked some of his monitors. "I have to wake him up," she whispered to me.

I leaned over Harry. "Wake up, baby. He squinted his eyes. "Hey, wake up just for a few minutes, okay?"

Harry nodded and rubbed his eyes. After waking up for a few minutes, the nurse assessed his pain levels, came him pain killers, then lower the lights. She closed the door and left.

"Louis, I don't know what I would do without you. I love you so much. So much."

"I love you, Hazza. You're my whole life."