Saved {ls}

Chapter 10

Louis's pov

When I'm clean, I do feel a bit better. It's a slight improvement to leaning over and throwing up everything I had in my stomach, but I still have a horrid pain in my lower right side, so bad I can barely walk. My mum has to help me to bed. There is no way I can sleep though...

With each toss and turn I make, nothing seems to help. I just watch Harry sleep peacefully across from me. Finally I can't take it anymore the pain in my side is too much! I need something. I slowly stand up, groaning loudly as I do so. "Lou? Are you okay?" Harry asks groggily. "No I'm getting my mum. I need to go to the ahh!" I cry out as another knife of pain digs into my side.

Harry yells for my mum and she quickly rushes to my side. Pulling me upright, my mom calls the ambulance. "No. Stop. We can drive."

"Louis you're skin is a pale shade of yellow and you can barely walk. I'm calling the god damn ambulance!" My mom demands. I nod slowly and nervously as tears form in my eyes. Harry rubs my back soothingly which helps immensely. His touch is all need right now.

My mum begins to help me down the stairs. I let out a whimper with each step. By the time we've reached the first floor, paramedics flood the living room. They see my condition and scoop me up, placing me on a gurney. "Harry, Lottie! Watch the girls!" My mum demands. "No! Mum I need Harry to come!" I cry. "Lou... I know baby, but Harry needs to stay with the girls. "Mum please," I beg. "I'm sorry baby."

This is when tears pour down my cheeks. I'm crying so loud and staring into Harry's now blurry, emerald green irises. "Harry," I croak. He gently waves a sympathetic goodbye.

I'm dying. I can feel it. I hope my mum and sisters take good care of Hazza, and I have to stop lying to myself... I falling so damn hard for him...

Harry's pov

I watched the one, I'm almost positive I love, be pushed away from me, his skin a sickly, pale yellow, but with pink cheeks from fever. His eyes full of tear and bloodshot from lack of sleep. He does not look like Boobear anymore, but a once dead corpse who is awakening again. He already looks dead and I'm panicking, panicking beyond belief, but of course I act like I'm fine for the girls. I lie multiple times to them. 'Louis's gonna be fine.'

'Don't worry about him.'

But at this point I'm starting to lie to myself. Why isn't Louis here and safe? I feel like this is my fault for some reason, but I know it's not. I just pray for the girls' and Jay's sake that he will be okay.... And maybe I want him to be okay too....