My Harry (Larry/Gryles short story) COMPLETED

CHAPTER THREE

an... This is really short, I know, and I'd like to apologize ahead of time, please don't hate me. Don't forget to vote and comment and fan. :) <3

"Hello?! Louis? LOUIS!? DAMMIT! LOUIS? Are you there? LOUI-?" Nick yelled into the phone. "What happened?" Louis forced himself to say, barely whispering.

"He...There-They-" Nick started to sob on the phone, not being able to stop crying as he spoke. "I'm so so sorry, Louis! Its my fault! I'm so sorry.. He.. He was.. He was walking to his car an-and some drunk guy, he hit him and he's he's bleeding! OHMYGOD! There is blood everywhere.." Nick cried into the phone, completely terrified as he watched his best mate and secret lover laying on the cold, hard ground, completely lifeless. Louis's eyes began to water even more, if that was even possible. "Louis, the ambulance just got here. They ar-are taking him to the hospital." Nick choked out. Louis nodded, even though he knew that Nick couldn't see him.

"I'll be there as soon as I can. Make sure my baby is alright." Louis barely chocked out. Nick agreed and hung up.

"Lou? Louis, where are you?" Eleanor called as she walked into his and Harry's flat. "Lou? Whe-Oh my gosh, what happened?" She asked when she saw Louis frantically walking around the room, pulling his hair and mumbling 'My baby, my poor, poor baby!'.

"Take me..Take me to the hospital." Louis told her, his blood shot eyes starring into her curious one's. She nodded without question and helped him to the car before driving to the nearest hospital. Louis sat in silence, staring out the window and praying to any god that was out there, begging for his boyfriend to make it.

Nick stood in the waiting room of the hospital, pacing back and forth. "This is my fault, I told Harry that it would be okay, I kissed Harry, its my fault that he was hit. He was just trying to go home and talk Louis into staying with him. But I can't help it, I'm in love with him. I'll always be in love with him. Now he's in surgery. The doctors are trying to keep him alive. His brain, it was hit really hard, he has a concussion. Its all my fault!" He mumbled to himself as he pulled his hair, causing some of it to fall out.

It was Nick's fault, partially anyways it was also Harry's, but Nick wouldn't let Harry leave when he wanted to. Nick told him that Louis would be okay with him and Harry being together. Now he's hurt, he might not live. Nick might have lost the love of his life and he really hoped that Harry was okay. Nick didn't think that he would live if Harry didn't make it through this surgery.

"NICK!" Louis shouted to the man his boyfriend was secretly seeing. 'Fucking Nick, fucking hospital.' Louis thought to himself. "NICK!" he shouted again.

"I'm so sorry, Louis." Nick whispered when Louis was in front of him.

"What happened? Is my baby okay?" Louis frantically asked, not caring if he was making a scene. He just needed to know if his Harry was okay. That's the only thing that mattered to him at the moment.

"He was walking to his car, and he wasn't paying attention, and some drunk idiot hit him, he-" Nick began before Louis grabbed Nick's collar. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU LET HIM WALK OUT IN FRONT OF A CAR, YOU IDIOT!" Louis yelled in Nick's face. "-I tried to stop him, now stop yelling!" Nick told him, sighing a bit. "Just tell me that my baby is okay, if he isn't I swear, you will be a patient at this damn hospital! And that's not a threat! That's a promise!" Louis promised him, narrowing his eyes at Nick and dropping his hands from Nick's shirt.

"He's in surgery right now, I don't know what's going on with him... I'm sorry." Louis just nodded and walked to an uncomfortable, plastic chair, taking his seat in it.

Louis sat there, in that chair, for several hours, not moving an inch and barely breathing. Liam, Niall, and Zayn are all in different countries and they won't be able to fly down for a few days. Harry's mum and sister never even came here, and they won't be here for a few days as well. So its was just Louis, his baby, and the guy he's cheating on Louis with. He so want to kill Nick, but like they say, it takes two to tango..

"Any one here for a, Mr. Styles?" a brown headed nurse called out as she entered the room. Louis and Nick both shot up and ran to her. "I'm his boyfriend, Louis Tomlinson!" She gave Louis a strange look.. 'Stupid homophobe.' He thought. "I'm his, well,-" Nick began, not really knowing what to call himself. "Mate, he's his best mate, Nick Grimshaw." Louis interrupted, not even wanting to hear Nick's voice.

"Well, Mr. Tomlinson, Mr. Grimshaw, Mr. Styles, he" the nurse said as she flipped through her clipboard, looking for the correct sheet. After about thirty agonizing seconds, she looked up at the two with sympathetic eyes. "I'm sorry, boys, it looks like Mr. Styles didn't make it through his surgery." She sadly told them.