Alone H.S.

Chapter 42: You'll Never Feel Like You're Alone

Louis -

I don't sleep that night.

With the help of the two guys who had saved Harry, we brought him to the pack hospital and they both agreed to stay. They seem like good, honest men.

As soon as Harry was admitted, which was immediately, I called Eleanor and Lily came rushing to the hospital, tears and all.

This is the last thing she needs right now with this being her first pregnancy and she's already so nervous. The stress won't do her any good.

But I know mates. And they need to be together. They draw off each other's strength and that's definitely what Harry needs right now.

I wasn't even sure he'd last long enough for us to bring him to the hospital. Scariest thing I've ever gone through.

Well...almost.

I haven't seen Harry since we brought him in. Lily was allowed into his room, on account of she's his mate, but everyone is forbidden. Let the doctors do what they need to do and the rest is up to Harry.

He can't die. He has to live. He has to train Dylan how to grow up and be the best Alpha he can one day. He has to stay for Lily. His future pups. This pack needs him, though they think he can't handle his job as Alpha. He can.

"Is there any good food around here?" I look up to see the blonde guy...what was his name?

"Niall, I said hold up. We'll be leaving soon and then we can find something to eat." The other guy...Liam...says from his seat two down from me.

"Where will you go?" I ask, looking over at the two rogues.

"Anywhere that there's food and no one is trying to kill us." The blonde laughs, but I can see through his humor.

"Why don't you stay? You saved Harry when others would have just killed him. At least stay until he wakes up. Please."

The two men look at each other before agreeing with their eyes.

"We'll stay."

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Lily -

It doesn't make any sense to me.

Why can't I have that fairytale romance with a happy ever after with the man I love? Why does it seem that bad things always happen to good people? Why can't we just be happy and things always work out?

Harry has ever done anything to deserve this.

Yet here he lays, fighting to stay alive.

And I feel truly alone again.

Without him, I'm nothing. There is no point to my life and no reason to go on. I'd be that same lonely wolf who never felt like she belonged and that no one ever wanted her.

I've never felt so helpless before. All I can do is watch him breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. Shallow, pained breaths.

He looks so pale, so weak.

I just wish I could talk to him. He needs to hear how much I need him. He needs to hear how much Dylan has missed him. He needs to know that he can't leave me.

Then talk to him.

I run my fingers through his hair and try to decide how short I need to cut it.

"You'd better wake up or else I'll cut it. I know how much you always protest when I say anything about trimming it." I laugh.

"Wonder what you'd think if you woke up and I gave you one of those crazy Mohawk hairdos." Even I can't keep a straight face at that idea. Wow, that would be weird.

"Or I'll just cut it real short and it'll be all curly and bouncy like Dylan's. Bet that's how it would be if all this wasn't weighing it down." He just breathes.

"I just need you to say something. I can't...I can't take all this silence. I need to hear you. Please.....please just say something." Tears rolls down my face and I grip his hand and just let myself cry.

"I think I'll let it grow for a while longer." My head snaps up and I'm looking into those beautiful green eyes that I fell in love with.

"Harry?"

"Lily." He weakly smiles and I can't control myself. I wrap my arms around him, carefully, and kiss him like there's no tomorrow.

"Mm, maybe...I should...mm...get hurt more...often." He mumbles between kisses.

"Oh, no you don't." I pull back and let him know I'm serious.

"Okay." I sit back down in my chair next to his bed and he looks around the room.

"How long was I out?" He asks.

"Since I've been here. That was seven hours ago. I don't know how long you were out before that though." I tell him and his eyes widen.

"You've been here for seven hours?! Go home! You need to rest up, you do know you're pregnant, right? Pregnant women have to rest." Oh, please.

"Harry, I'm fine. Really."

"How'd I get here?" He asks, motioning to the surrounding walls.

"Louis and a couple other guys brought you in. A couple rogues found you and practically saved your life."

"One a talkative blonde?"

"Yes."

"They did save me. They burned the hell out of my arm, but they did save me. Louis didn't have them hurt or anything?"

"No. They're actually sitting in the waiting room with him right now." I explain.

He nods and then goes I stare at the ceiling before a smile appears on his face.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about kissing you again." He sighs, looking back over at me.

"Well then...just ask me to." I smirk.

"Oh, I need to ask now?"

"Yes you do." I smile and back away from him.

"I think you're supposed to do as your Alpha says, don't you think so?" He asks, smirking.

"Mm, I don't know."

"If you don't, I'll have to punish you." He says, lowly.

"Oh, will you now? And just how are you going to do that?" I ask, moving over so I'm inches away from his face.

"I'm going to shove a piece of ice down the back of your shirt." He says, seriously.

"What?"

And while I'm confused about what he just said, he takes his good arm and wraps it around me tightly and pulls me in for a deep, slow kiss.

"Don't ever leave me like that again." I whisper when we slowly pull away.

"I promise I'll never leave you. And you'll never feel like you're alone."