Little white lies

Chapter 29

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Oh and if anyone's interested I listened to Talk me down by Troye Sivan while writing this chapter.

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Louis' pov

The plastic chairs are extremely uncomfortable and it smells like sickness and death here.

There's a young couple sitting across from me, a little girl with a bright smile is sitting on the women's lap. I wonder why they're here...

I sigh deeply. I almost had him in my arms again. My mind is running over with thoughts and questions, making me, even more, terrified when the doctor comes walking in.

I've been sitting here for hours waiting on news. When I noticed it was Harry lying lifeless in front of me I screamed Liam names choking on sobs while I told him to call an ambulance.

The ambulance was there in a few minutes but didn't allow me to ride with them. When Liam brought me to the hospital there was no news and I got told to wait in one of the chairs.

That was about 4 hours ago...

I stand up and walk over to the doctor Chloe, who arrived 2 hours ago when Liam called her, following close behind. I look up to the doctor with pleading eyes.

He clears his throat a sad look on his face. This can't be good... "Mr. Tomlinson right?" I nod quickly. "Harry had a lot of drugs in his system... He is in a coma now. He's deeply dehydrated, is extremely underweight. He broke multiple bones, some of the injuries from what seems like a week ago, or more... He lost a lot of blood multiple times, his body is bruised and he has a lot of infected cuts..."

I ty to take everything he says in. Tears are already rapidly falling down my cheeks. But the doctor continues.

"Harry only has a seven percent chance on surviving... And if he wakes up he'll probably be handicapped for the rest of his life."

I want to cry, scream, throw things around, maybe even punch the doctor square in the jaw, but I feel empty... I can't move, all the noise seems far away, everyone is blocked out. I drop to the floor hugging my knees to my chest.

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When I wake up I immediately realise I'm in the hospital. I have no idea why, though... A sweet looking nurse comes walking in with a smile on her face.

"Hello love, you were out for quite a while." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. A sad look crosses her face, "You passed out when the doctor told you the news about Mr Styles."

And then every word the doctor said is racing through my mind again.  Harry only has a seven percent chance on surviving.

There's no way to describe what I'm feeling right now... I feel empty yet so full of emotion. Like I could give up every second....

What do you do when there's nothing but pain left inside you?

"You're allowed to go see him you know?" I look up at the nurse who's still standing in the middle of the room. "I Honestly don't know if I can handle that." She sits down at the foot of the hospital bed, smiling softly at me. "You don't have to stay for long but maybe just let him know you're there? There's a chance he can hear you..."

I swallow the lump in my throat. "Wich room is it?"

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Here I am... standing in front of 'Harry's' room. I'm afraid to go in, The last time I could really look at him without him running or needing an ambulance is more than 2 months ago...

I take a breath, slowly opening the door. I gasp as soon as I see my Harry lying lifeless on he white hospital bed.

His arms are not covered so I can easily see the countless cuts and bruises. He's so pale, the purple and blue from the bruises looking almost painted on a white canvas.

I take a shaky breath and sit beside his bed. "Please wake up baby... I can't do this whole life thing without you." There's no reaction not that I was expecting one. I was just hoping.

I grab his hand carefully, rubbing small circles with my thumb. "I know you can't hear me so I probably look like an idiot right now, but I don't care." The sound of the constant beeping of the heart monitor is the only thing filling the silence when I don't speak.

"You know... The moment I cheated on you, the moment I fucked everything up... I did it because I thought you were cheating on me with Matthew. I can't believe I was dumb enough to think that.."

A sad chuckle leaves my lips. "I'm sorry Harry. I'm sorry for everything." I stand up, placing a soft kiss on his cheek before leaving the room with silent tears rolling down my cheeks.

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Thoughts?

Sorry for any errors. x

QOTC: Did you cry yesterday ( x factor performance)

AOTC: yes :) I was an emotional mess. N I just really hope they'll come back.