Boxers & Panties ~ l.s

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2102. thats how many words this chapter is. 

i am pooped. this was so exhausting to write you guys have no idea. but i'm happy for you all to read it. it's not my best chapter, but i hope you guys enjoy it anyway.

I'm still looking for people to make some book covers for me! so if you would like to just message me! thanks okay bye!

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~aj

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louis p.o.v.

it's been a couple weeks since zayn came to speak to me. i've sort of been on autopilot ever since. harry hasn't come back to try to talk to me, so i guess thats good.

'hey lou?' i feel el's hand on my shoulder, breaking my train of thought.

'yeah.' i reply, looking to her from my place on the floor. i've been stocking stuff ever since harry came in. i don't want to risk running into anyone.

'i'm going on my break.' she pauses. 'can you take the register?' 

my heart races and my goodness am i pathetic. i need to get over myself and face this. i let out a deep breath and nod. el smiles sheepishly before rushing off to the locker rooms. i put down the box of straws i'm holding, get up from the floor and walk to the front. 

over the length of the half hour nothing happens in terms of weird customers or noticing people, but as el is taking over the cash register an ambulance pulls up in front of the gym.

harry's gym.

i watch as the paramedics rush in and a couple minutes later rush back out with a body on the gurney. i can't see anything distinguishable about the person, but then zayn and liam rush out. my heart plummets.

zayn is on his phone speaking rapidly, and liam is talking to the paramedics looking guilty.

i rush to the back, not able to stand and stare any longer. i slam the door to the small locker room and sit down on one of the benches.

i can't help but feel worried, but i won't do anything about it. i can't. 

after a couple of deep breaths i get up, check my make up and get back to work, stocking items and organizing everything.

my shift comes to a close, so i gather my things, not even bothering to check my phone and head out. el catches me just as i open the door. 

'you okay lou?' she asks. i only nod. 'i know you know that was harry.' she pushes.

'yeah. i know.' i sigh.

'are you gonna check on him? i know you still love him.' she says.

'i don't know.' and with that i get into my car and leave.

i get home and immediately start a cup of tea. as the water is boiling i take a quick shower, removing all my make up and putting on moisturizer. after my shower i put on my favorite pair of p.j's. a large shirt with a cartoon cupcake on the front and the matching pink shorts with cupcakes all over them.

i slip on my house slippers and finish making my tea.

i plop down on my couch and finally look at my phone.

i scroll though a couple of twitter and facebook notifications and a voicemail from zayn?

i unlock my phone and go straight to the phone app to open the message.

'hey louis.' zayn's voice starts. he sounds exhausted. 'um, harry's in the hospital, there was an accident at the gym. liam socked him a pretty good one,' he pauses and theres someone talking in the background, zayn says a couple of 'it's okay's, must be liam. zayn continues, 'and he hit his head really hard on the way down. doctors say he has a severe concussion and he's in a coma right now. they didn't say how long he'd be out, but i thought you should know.' he finishes quietly.