Outing Larry

Chapter 32 (Part 2)

A/N FINALLY MANAGED TO GET THIS CHAPTER WRITTEN. PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO NOTE THAT I MIGHT JUST DO ONE MORE UPDATE BEFORE I HAVE A WEEK OFF AS I AM GOING TO LONDON TO SEE ONE DIRECTION IN CONCERT SO PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME. I WILL TRY AND SQUEEZE IN ANOTHER UPDATE BEFORE I LEAVE ON THE 25TH SEPTEMBER EVEN THO I AM BUSY AF! ANYWAY I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO MY WONDERFUL AMAZING AND ADORABLE FRIEND MISHCA. WE FIGHT AF BUT WE LOVE EACH OTHER AF TOO. THIS IS FOR YOU BABE ;) HOPE YOU ALL LIKE THIS ONE AND NO HATING THE CHARACTERS! WELL MAYBE A LITTLE BIT. SPREAD THE LOVE. ALL THE LOVE MAGS.

Paul rushed into the emergency unit followed by Alberto and Ryan. They found Harry sitting on the floor, his arms tightly wrapped around his knees still clutching his phone in his hand, his chin on his knees,staring vacantly at the wall across the room. Paul crouched down next to him.

'Harry hey,' he told him softly. Alberto and Ryan stayed back, letting Paul handle him as they hadn't been long enough with them to know how to handle a situation like this. They were employed as security not a social workers. Harry didn't react to Paul's voice. He just kept staring into nothing. Paul put a hand round his shoulders and he could feel that he was wet and frozen. The air conditioning in this room wasn't helping.

'Hey,'he told him quietly again as he gently rubbed his back up and down,hoping to get some warmth into his frozen body. 'He will be fine alright. You reached him just in time and they will make him alright.Louis is a fighter, a little shit but a fighter.' Harry still didn't react. He just sat there shivering and staring ahead. Paul rubbed his back harder trying to get him to stop shivering.

'Has no one seen to you? You are under shock and freezing for fuck's sake,' he told him but Harry remained oblivious to Paul's presence.Paul huffed as he got up and saw a nurse at the station by the door.

'Excuse me,' he called out, 'we need some help over here.' Just then the door opened and the nurse that had gone in with Louis came out. She looke dat Paul and Alberto and Ryan.

'Are you with the suicide case?' she asked. Paul nodded.

'How is he?' he asked. Harry did not move as they talked above him.

'Doctors are still working on him. We need you to fill in forms. It's procedure just in case anything goes wrong.'

'Yeah.Yeah of course,' Paul told her, 'but someone needs to see to Harry.He's not doing so good.' They both looked down at him, still hugging his knees, clutching his phone, shaking and wet through. The nurse crouched down beside him and put her hand on his arm but Harry didn't react. She checked his pulse. As she did, she noticed that he was breathing rapidly and had sweat on his brow and upper lip even though his skin was cold and clammy. She also noticed that the area around his mouth was a little blue. She looked up at Paul.

'He's under shock,' she told him. Paul ran a hand through his short hair.

'He's the one that found him,' he explained to her. 'They're like brothers,very close.' He had to lie. He couldn't exactly tell her their story.The nurse turned her attention back to Harry.

'Harry?'she called softly to him but he didn't acknowledge her. 'Harry I need you to get up off of the floor for me. Can you do that please?' Harry remained unmoving and unresponsive. The nurse looked up at Paul.