Comfortable Homosexual || Larry Stylinson || #WATTYS2016

7.0

Its been three days, and Harry has yet to move from his spot next to Louis, and Louis has yet to move period. He won't eat, he won't sleep, he won't talk, he won't even acknowledge someone's existance. Harry knew that this could go on forever, but he had to try and do something so he could get his Louis back. Louis hasn't slept, and when he falls asleep, he jolts back awake, shaking his head and rubbing his face just to look back at the white wall once again.

"Louis?" Harry asked as he saw the tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Lou, please answer me." Harry begged as he wiped away the tears off Louis face.

The older boy didn't even flinch as his face was being touched. He knew it was Harry, but he refused to move knowing if he die he would break down.

"I see he's still awake. Has he slept at all?" The doctor asked.

"I would say he slept a totally of thirty seconds before waking himself back up. He won't let himself sleep, and its terrible." Harry rambled out in a soft voice.

"Well then I guess we have to force him to sleep. We are going to take a needle and push the fluid through his IV making it go into his arm so he can slowly go to sleep. This medicine will knock him out for about two hours. But you need to watch him carefully within these two hours. Anything could happen." The doctor spoke once again as he left to get what he needs.

"You hear that Louis? You are going to get some well needed rest." Harry tries to say happily.

No response at all. Harry sighs and leans back in his chair, letting his head roll backwards, and closing his eyes trying to stay calm. He was sitting like that for about ten minutes until the doctor came back in.

"Comfortable?" The doctor asked.

"Not really. But I'll deal with it." Harry spoke as he lifted his head up, instantly regretting sitting like that.

"Alright Louis, I'm gonna put this in your IV now if that's okay. So I'm gonna need you to stay real still and breathe deeply in and out. It may sting a little when it first enters your system, but you should be okay." The doctor says as he inserts the needle into the IV and ejects the fluid into Louis.

Louis face stayed the same throughout the whole process, making Harry wonder if he even feels anymore. He watched Louis face with as much intensity as he can muster, and saw how his face turned from blank very slowly into sadness, pain, and then he finally fell asleep. Harry sat in a chair next to Louis bed, running his hand through Louis hair softly.

"It gonna be okay Lou, its gonna a be alright. We are going to get you all the help you need to get over this depressive shock thing." Harry softly spoke as he let a small yawn pass through his lips, resembling a small puppy.

He soon felt himself slowly dozing off to sleep, flinching awake a few times, but finally falling into a deep slumber where the dream seems like a reality.

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Harry was awaken by the constant beeping of the machines, and the sudden jolting of Louis causing him to stand up quickly with his eyes wide. Harry saw Louis eyes wide, mouth open, jolting around in the bed. He grabbed his arms and tried to hold him down, not succeeding so far, making him press the button vigorously on the remote calling for a nurse.

When the nurse arrived in the room, Louis was jolting with more force, causing her to leave and come back with the doctor and a few more nurses. They all grabbed Louis and held him down, strapping him to the bed, making Harry cry. Harry was scared about what was happening and didn't know what to do.

"What wrong with him?" Harry asked.

"Needle." The doctor spoke holding his hand out.

The needle that was placed in the doctors hands was huge, and it scared Harry to no end about what the were gonna use that for. He watched as the inserted it in his neck close to his windpipe, making Harry cringe at the closeness.

"I'm sorry sir but you need to leave." A small women said.

"What are they doing to him?" Harry asked as he looked over his shoulder.

"Sir, you need to leave." She says with more force, trying to gentlt get him to leave the room.

"I wanna know what they are doing to him!?" Harry yells pushing the lady out of his way.

He was just about next to Louis until two very muscular men grabbed him and took him into the hallway thrashing and screaming. He was crying and trying to get out of their hold trying to go see Louis, but they wouldn't let him go.

"Sir, I'm gonna need you to calm down." One of the men said.

"And I'm gonna fucking need you to fucking tell me what the fuck they are fucking doing to my fucking boyfriend you stupid fuck!" Harry yelled, causing those who were in the waiting room to look at him lost.

"Sir, please watch your language, there are children here."

"I don't give two single fucks about the shitting, booger eating, slobber mouth children. You tell me right fucking now what they are doing to my boyfriend right now, or I will sue this place for violating my right to know." Harry threatens as he points a finger at them.

"We don't know what wrong with-"

"He had a severe seizure, and a mild allergic reaction to the medicine we gave him. He is stable and alright now." The doctor spoke as he came around the corner.

"Thank you j-"

"But..."

"Oh god."

"There is something that we want to tell you right now. I don't think you are going to like it, but it will be over in a months time."

"What is it doc?"

"Well the thing is.....we had to out him into a medically induced coma."

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