Stole My Heart (A Ziall and Larry Love Story)

Chapter 10 - I'm His Bloody Girlfriend!

*Author's Note*

Hey, so I decided that when I don't update for a while I would write longer updates but when I started writing this chapter I found it quite difficult to stop so I decided to split it into two chapters so you'll get two updates in one day.  Thanks again for reading, voting and following and please continue to do so. Also, I'd love for people to comment/review so that I can hear people's advice and opinions. Before I forget, this chapter is dedicated to another new follower @NatalieeLove,  I'm so grateful for all of my followers. Enjoy this chapter, love you - Scott xx

Harry's POV

The 10 minute car journey to the hospital feels like its taking hours. Liam is sat in the driver's seat, eyes glued to the road and hands gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles were going white. I can tell he's trying to keep his emotions bottled up for the sake of the rest of us. I know he feels guilty about the situation as well because he feels like it's his duty to look after us all. I mean, sure, he's 'Daddy Direction' and we love him for it but sometimes he needs to lighten up a bit, this isn't his fault at all. Zayn's in the passenger seat, staring out of the window. I get the impression that he either feels guilty too or maybe blames me because he won't look at anyone. His mind seems somewhere else though, and he keeps rubbing his left wrist, I wonder if he's okay. Niall is next to me in the back with his feet up on the chair, arms wrapped around his knees, head bowed down with tears rolling down his cheeks. He always is the most emotional out of the group. He even cries when he sees a fan crying, although the management warns him about that.

Liam tried ringing Danielle when we were still at the house but he couldn't say a word so I spoke to her. She told us that there hadn't been any change through the night and that her and El hadn't left his side and she'd managed to get El to have some sleep. I've never felt more scared in my life, going to the hospital to see my best friend, not knowing if he'll ever wake up again or not. The guilt is practically eating me up inside, the last time I spoke to him replaying over and over again in my head. I know for a fact that our fight is the reason he is in hospital right now. Danielle even told me that Eleanor said he looked like he'd had a fight. My actions have put my best friend in hospital, all because I wanted to get laid, what kind of sick, twisted monster am I?

“H-Haz? We're here. Are you coming in? Li has spoken to the nurse and she said she'll take us to the w-ward to see Lou...”

Wow, I've never seen Niall so upset. His eyes were streaming with tears and his whole body was shaking with sobs. Liam was talking to a nurse near the hospital entrance and for some reason Zayn didn't seem to want to go anywhere near Niall. I guess it was up to me to console the poor little leprechaun.

“Ni, come on, don't worry. He'll be fine, I promise. Lou's a tough one you know. Come on, lets go inside. Liam is waiting and Dani will probably want to sleep so we should go to the ward quite soon. Trust me Nialler, he'll be alright. He has to be...”

I wrapped my arm round Niall and headed in the direction of Liam, shooting a look over my shoulder at Zayn to check he was following us and saw him slowly walking behind us with his eyes looking to the floor, rubbing his wrist again. My heart was being so fast as I silently prayed that Louis really would be alright. I'd never forgive myself if anything happened to him.

Eleanor's POV

I'd only been awake about half an hour when Danielle told me that she's spoken to Harry and that the boys were on their way and about 15 minutes later I heard footsteps approaching the private ward. The door opened and the nurse waved the boys in. Naturally, Liam was the first to come in to the room and Dani ran straight into his arms. Niall practically dived to Louis' bedside as soon as he entered, tears falling from his already red eyes as he hugged Louis close to him. Zayn walked into the ward glancing around the room, eyes lingering on Louis for a while and then he sat down one of the chairs staring intently at the floor and fiddling with the sleeve of one of his stupid Varsity jackets, probably agitated because he can't spoke. I never really liked Zayn that much. He's definitely my least favourite of the boys except Ha-

“Ho-How is he?”

Harry. Hah, how is he indeed. Like you really care Styles. I had to stop myself from snorting. Louis has cried to me so many times about Harry that I can't even bring myself to look at him, “Why doesn't he love me El?” “He treats me like crap, why does he hate me so much?” “Eleanor, I love him so much and it's like he doesn't even notice.” “I just want him to be my Hazza-Bear.” I'm convinced he has something to do with the situation we're in now. I've seen Harry drunk, and he can say some pretty hurtful things. Plus, Louis can get really emotional and vulnerable when he has a drink, even more than Niall, and if you throw unrequited love into the equation then the result is never great. Harry is staring at me intently and I realise that he's waiting for an answer. I guess I should probably bring him up to speed.

“Still no change Harry, not since we spoke on the phone. The doctors should be due to come back in about ten minutes to check his levels and run some tests so hopefully we might know a bit more then. Plus, the scan results from last night should be available in about an hour so the doctors should be able to make a bit more progress.”

“Listen Dani, you and El have been here all night. Why don't you both go home for a while. Me and the boys can stay with Lou for a few hours and we'll keep you up to date with everything the doctors say. Right lads?”

I watched as Niall, Harry and Zayn nodded at Liam's words and even Dani looked she was about ot agree with him. Typical Daddy Direction, everyone hanging on to his every word like a group of small children. Well not me.

“No Liam. I'm staying here. I'm not leaving his side. He came to my house last night, I was the one who saw him hit his head, I was the one who had to phone an ambulance and go to the hospital with him, I was the one who tried ringing you all to let you know what had happened but none of you could even be bothered answering your phones, I was the one who had to sit and wait for the doctors news last night praying with all my heart that he wasn't going to die, I'M HIS BLOODY GIRLFRIEND!”

I watched in horror as my words hit the boys like knives. I'm not normally one to snap and I could see the shock on Danielle's face. It was those final words that I had shouted that shocked me more than the hurtful remarks. I never referred to myself as Louis' girlfriend except to the media or to the fans. I mean, everyone in the room knows that our relationship is fake so I've basically just admitted to them all that I have feelings for him. I glanced at Danielle and her eyes made contact with my own. I stared at her, hoping she would know what I wanted. I have to get out of here for a while, to clear my mind.

“Um, El? Maybe we should just go for a coffee or something? While we wait for the scan results? We'll let the boys stay with Louis for an hour or so and then once we find out some more information then we can decide what to do, yeah?”

Typical Dani. Okay, she knew what I wanted but did she have to go all motherly about it again? I'm her friend, not her daughter for God's sake.

“Y-yeah, sure. Let's go.”