Magic (Larry Stylinson)✔️

2.1

Harry:

The blood in my veins are rushing, and I can't think clear. I don't feel anything, everything in my brain is a mess, I have no idea what's going on. I feel more alive than ever but I know soon it will go away.

I don't know what's going on all I know that the voices in my head are slowly taking over my body, what the hell is wrong with me.

Louis voice is also one of the voices in my head and that scares me because I wasn't ready for it, I wasn't really thinking, I don't know what I am doing.

Louis:

I'm standing beside Harry's hospital bed, his mum found him passed out with a bloody wrist when she got home, she called me as fast as the ambulance got there. I feel like my heart is outside my body lying on a hospital bed... and I guess that it is what is happening.

I look at Harry's pale face and feel how my whole body wants to hug him and hold him close. I can't believe he would do anything like that.

I know he wasn't completely happy about his life and that he wasn't okay but I never thought he would hurt himself, it hurts me to know that he did this.

"Louis darling do you want something to eat?" I look up at Anne who gives me a small smile, she looks a little scared and I understand her. I would be scared too if I was the one who found him.

"No I'm fine..."I mumble and she looks a little disappointed but she doesn't say anything, she just walks out from the hospital room, probably to get some food for herself.

I hold Harry's hand and I look at the white bandage that are around his arms, they have just been changed from the once they first had on because they were covered in blood. I hate to think that under those white bandages there is lines that my baby did to himself.

I hate to think that he would hurt himself.

I feel tears falling from my eyes and I know that I am not so strong and that this is slowly killing me from the inside, I hate knowing that I couldn't save him from himself, I was just dreaming that the voices in his head would go away when I was with him... but I guess somethings never work out as we want and dream of...

I guess people are right... dreaming is for sleeping.

"I can't believe you did this to yourself, you are so beautiful, and why would you ever want to hurt yourself this way?" I whisper to the sleeping beauty, the tears keeps falling from my eyes and I feel like my heart is breaking more and more with each word I am saying. I have no idea what's going on, all I know is that I need him to be okay, I need him to be fine.

Because I love him....

I love Harry Styles.