Mr. Tomlinson (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 35

*Harry's p.o.v*

"I'm sorry for being a arse yesterday" Jake tells me and I look at him

"No I'm sorry Jake. I've only been thinking of me and my feelings and not thinking about you and Louis. For that I'm sorry" I tell him sitting next to him in his bed

"Haz, I understand why you are like this. I just, I want to be here for you. But if you push everyone away you'll have no one" Jake says turning to face me

"I'll try not to, but it's hard y'know" I say looking at the bed sheets until Louis comes in

"Haz, the hospitals just been on the phone. They say that they are going to try and take Gemma off life support, to see if she can breathe by herself" Louis tells me

"C-can we go?" I ask him and he nods

"They want you to be there, just incase she wakes up" Louis says half smiling

"Now?" I question and he nods "c-could you come?" I ask Jake and he smiles

As soon as we get to the hospital I find Gemma's room, she still looks like how she did the last time I saw her. The only thing that is different is some of her cuts and bruises have faded. We get told we have to wait outside the room on the seats opposite Gemma's hospital room. Sitting there my legs start to shake in anticipation. My eyes close and I rest my head back against the wall. I can't bare waiting any longer. I stand up, but I'm pulled back down by Louis "Haz, we've got to wait" he tells me

"I can't wait though" I whisper "I have to find out"

"He's right H, the doctor said we have to wait. You could distract them or something" Jake states

Louis puts his hand on my leg massaging it with his fingers "they'll be done soon" he tells me

"I-I need the toilet, could you come with me? I feel faint" I tell Louis standing up pulling his hand

"Haz? What's the matter?" Louis asks as we enter the bathroom

"I can't wait Lou. What happens if she does make it?" I ask him

"What do you mean?" Louis ask me

"Will she know about us? What will happen?" I ask him

"It's up to you Haz, I can't make your life decisions for you all the time" Louis looks at me "but what I do know is that it won't change anything between me and you. I love you Harry Edward Styles and nothing will ever change that fact" Louis kisses my cheek

"I love you too" I tell him and kiss his lips

"Errrm Harry? The doctor want you" Jake says interrupting me and Louis. Me and Louis look at each other and smile blushing a deep shade of red "that's why you didn't want me to come with you then" Jake laughs "I wouldn't of minded though" he whispers to himself but I managed to hear it

We walk back to where we were sat me and Louis hand in hand and Jake in front. The doctor is waiting there. He's a very tall man with dirty blonde wavy hair, his eyes are a calm green mixed with a deep brown. The one thing you'd expect is for him to be old, but fuck no! He is young and hot. "Mr. Styles?" He asks and I nod "we have had to put her back on life support, at the moment she's not strong enough. We shall try again in a couple of days" he tells me and Louis pulls me in for a hug.

"She's going to pull through though?" I ask him pulling away from Louis but keeping his hand in mine

"I couldn't give you a definite answer to that as for now. We'll try and take her off the ventilator again. But if she doesn't respond after three or four times... Well let's just say we can't keep her on life support forever" he says looking at Louis then back at me "it's only what's best for her"

"S-she can't give up" I tell Louis "she j-just can't"

"I know but she is a strong person so hopefully she will pull through this" Louis hugs me "but you've got to be prepared for the worse" he says stroking my hair

"Yes, it might be wide to start preparing for the worse in this situation. But we will try our best" The doctor says walking away

This is their way of telling me she's not going to make it. I've seen it in too many soap operas, they always say these things then the worst does happen. I just don't think I can cope loosing Gemma aswell.

I walk into her room, she still looks like death. I don't think I can deal with seeing her like this forever, she should be up and dancing around her bedroom telling me to shut up when I sing. I'm not sure if I can survive without her, I tell her secrets she's my rock. She was the first person to know about me being gay, the first to accept it. The one who fought the bully's. The one who pulled me through everything telling me it will get better, but it won't get any better if she's not here to share things with. What am I supposed to do without her?

"Haz?" Louis asks "Were not trying to be mean you know"

"I know, but I don't think I could live without her aswell. It's hard enough without mum" I tell him

"I know it is, but give it a few months things will begin to get easier. I'm not saying that it is going to be a easy ride, but you will get use to not having her around as much. When you feel like you need to talk to her you could sit on her grave. I know it won't be the same but it's better then nothing. At least she went knowing how much you cared about her" Louis says sitting next to me

"I just wish I could have told her goodbye" I tell Louis and he smiles

"I know what you mean. I never got to say goodbye to my mum, she died in her sleep when I was on a school trip abroad" Louis looks to the white and blue tiled floor.

"I never knew that" I whisper putting my hand on his knee as a tear rolls down his face

"We're more alike then you think" Louis sniffles wiping the tear away turning to face me. We both look at each other but our gaze is put to a stop when the machine beeps in a long flat tune. I look at the monitor, there's a long flat line, showing that her pulse has stopped.