Ok, this one is dedicated to my new follower, I'm posting this for them! I didn't get a chance to edit it and it's really short, but I put my heart into it, i'll post more by the end of the week, i promise. i reveiled the Regular point of view, this story came to mind with Louis as the guy, surprise!!! I've got to run, i love you all!!! bye!!
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Louis’ POV:
I waited in that Hospital for weeks. Liam, Zayn, and Niall were forced by management to go back to work, but they allowed Harry to stay with me. Harry went and got me food and drinks because I wouldn’t leave the hospital even for a minute. He kept me company. Even now, when I had gone through something he couldn’t possibly understand, he understood me perfectly. He didn’t try to distract me. He listened while I told him every story about Lucy I knew. He was the best friend I’d ever had. Not counting Lucy, of corse. I got to know the nurses there, a few of them would even try to check on her for me, but they never allowed me to go to her because I wasn’t a family member. The doctor said once she woke up I would be allowed in, but until then, I was shut out.
While I was waiting, Harry and I wrote a new song. Its intentions were this.
1. It would give me something to do, which I desperately needed
2. It helped me understand my feelings
3. When we got back management wouldn’t feel like we’d wasted all this time
So I wrote. It was a ballad, what else would it be under the circumstances, and it told the story of Lucy and I well. We were working out the harmonies when a doctor came into the room we had been given when the nurses figured out I wasn’t going anywhere. They said they wouldn’t charge us for it as long as we left if they needed the room, but with such a small town, I doubted they would. Anyway, a doctor came in and read my name off a clipboard.
“Mr. Tomlinson, you are permitted to see Miss Brown now,” was all he said, but they were the words I had been waiting to hear since I had taken her here weeks ago.
“Thank you,” I said distractedly as I quickly exited the room. I ran down the halls, her room memorized even though I had never been there. I turned into the room and saw her. Lucy Ann Brown, love of my life, keeper of my heart, was there. Skin regaining its warmth and color, wounds fading away, a smile on her face. She looked up at me and her smile grew, as did mine.
“I knew you’d come back for me,” she said softly.
“I’d never break a promise.”
She smiled at this, then was quiet for a moment, thinking.
“Louis?” she said at last.
“Yes, Lucy?”
“Do you… I mean, did you ever…I mean…” she stuttered, trying to find the words.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Oh, to hell with it, Louis, do you love me?”
The question takes me by surprise. Of corse I do. I’ve always loved her. I love everything about her, her smile, her laugh, her hair, everything.
“Of corse, I always have.”
Then I ran to her grabbed her and kissed her. I had been dying to do that for years.
I pulled away and looked into her eyes.
“I’ve been waiting for that since you left,” She said.
So have I.
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