Back to Harry's POV
"Shh, Harry baby. It's okay." Gemma said in a soothing voice as she stroked my hair.
"He just l-left m-me!" I sobbed, not being able to control myself.
"Harry, I'm sure something just came up and he had to leave quickly. From the way you described him to me yesterday, I doubt he'd do that to you." She pat my shoulder and had me sit up. "Come on. Let's call him. I'll stay right here with you while you do it."
"I-I can't.." I sniffed.
"Harry." She squeezed my hand. "Don't be like that." She slapped my phone into my hand. "Call.Him."
I sighed and went to his contact. Warily, I pressed the green call button. I was beginning to lose hope when suddenly, his voice-thought cracked and sad sounding-filled my ears.
"L-Louis? Are you okay? Y-you just kinda..left.." I stuttered quietly.
"No, I'm not okay." He choked out. I could hear the sadness in his voice. "I-it's n-nothing." He started sobbing.
"Where are you, Louis?" I asked.
"I'm at the children's hospital. My sister..she's not doing too well, Harry. I'm s-scared." He cried out.
"I'll be there in like five minutes. Wait for me outside." I hung up before he could reply, jumping up and snatching up my keys. I wiped my face and grabbed my jacket.
"Where are you-"
I slammed the door before she could finish her sentence. I raced to my car and jumped in, speeding out of the driveway and towards the hospital.
When I arrived, Louis was standing outside the hospital-just as I told him to. I shut my door, locking the car with a button on my ring of keys. Instantly as I approached him, he threw himself into my arms, crying.
I didn't know what to do, so I just held him in my arms as he cried, stroking his hair and rubbing his back. I didn't ask what happened, I didn't ask him why he was crying.
I stayed silent.
5 Months Later
"Is Louis coming over tonight?" Mom asked me as she gathered her purse and car keys. "I hate the idea of you being home alone."
I smiled slightly. "I don't know. I think he's actually with Felicite tonight, but I could always call him and ask."
"If he can't, I understand." She blew some hair from out of her face. "Remember, Harry. Robin will be bringing me home around twelve. Maybe later. There's money in the jar, and don't forget your medicine, Harry!"
"Mom. Go. Have fun. I'm twenty. I can handle myself. Love you." I pecked her cheek and ushered her out. She grinned and ran down to her car. I couldn't help but smile. Robin made her so happy, and he treated her like a goddess-how she deserved to be treated.
I took my phone off charge and sunk into the couch, pressing down on the three to speed-dial Louis.
It took about three rings to get him. "Hey Hazza!"
"Hey Lou! Just wondering if you wanted to come over tonight."
"Actually, Harry, my family is in town. My mum, dad, all the girls are back from gramma's. But, I'd love for you to meet them!"
I smiled, my face flushing. I'd never met his family before. Hell, I'd never met anybody else's family before.
"S-sure! I'd love to!"
"Great! I'll be by to pick you up in, like, fifteen minutes, okay?"
"Okay. See ya then, Lou!"
"Bye." He hung up and I sighed, throwing my head back. Was I ready to meet them?
