Journeys(L.H)

Chapter 27

Luke pressed the call button for a nurse when we broke from our hug. He couldn't stop smiling and nether could I. Even though I'd been mad at him, I can't find a reason to right now.
Sure, he wrote a song about me without my permission and he hurt two of my best friends. But there was just something about him that made him immune to my anger.

A nurse came rushing in. A smile broke out into her face when she saw me. "Oh sweetie!" She exclaimed. "Thank goodness! We were about to pull the plug!" She said happily. A confused look settled into my face. Pull the plug?
I looked at Luke, who looked down shyly and guiltily. The nurse didn't stop blabbering as she adjusted some of the tubes and machinery.

You know that immunity I was talking about ten seconds ago? That was gone. I was mad at Luke for not telling me that they were going to give up on me. "You have a few visitors so I'll let them in soon." the nurse said and left, her heels clicking excitedly down the hall.

I let the silence torture him for a few minutes until I had to say something. "Pull the plug?" I blurted out loudly.
"Brinley, I don't think you know how-" he began to try and explain but I cut him off.

"They were going to let me die." I said straight out. "You knew and didn't tell me? I could be dead right now!" I exclaimed, my blood pressure rising along with the increasing beeps on the monitor. They got faster and louder with each angry word.
"Brinley, you were like that for three and a half months!" He shouted over me. That really made me shut up and the monitor's beeps went down. "113." He whispered and sat back down, deflated.

"What?" I asked, confused. Now he wasn't making any sense. Surely it hadn't been that long. No way.
"I waited for you for 113 days in this hospital. We delayed the shows for a while but nobody was the same. They got discouraged. We all did. Things looked pretty rough." He tried to explain, arms my his sides.

"But tell me that you tried to stop them from killing me." I asked hopefully.

And the things that hurt the most is that he wouldn't even look at me. He didn't speak, he didn't even breathe. "Tell me that you begged for me to stay alive."

"I did, so much. Almost everyday." He said, more tears collecting in the corners of his eyes. "But they said you had a 3.4% chance of waking up." He said while clasping his hands together and inhaling shakily. "I thought that if I let you go, it would be easier. To not fall in love with you by not having you completely. I thought I could move on after you'd died and not be heart broken."

His quiet whispered seemed like screamed, cries for help on his part. "Don't say that." I whispered back. He looked at me, tears freely falling down his cheeks like raindrops splattering on the pavement. "Please don't say that." I begged.
"I thought I could try and stop the feeling in my chest like I'm soaring. I thought it would go away." Luke said. Then he stood up abruptly. "But it's not."

And he walked out. He left me there shocked and dazed and stuck in my head. I couldn't and didn't want to admit that this was all true.
I totally wasn't in love with him. I won't let myself.
Then someone else walked in, more like strolled in. He had a smile that spread across his face and bright blue eyes similar to mine.

"Well hello brother." I said to him. He took his hands out of his pockets and rushed up to me.
I stood up out of the bed for the first time in three and a half months. My legs felt numb and invisible. But I didn't care.
We enclosed each other in a hug. "Oh I missed you so much." He said in my ear as he stroked my hair.

"You too, Lou." I chuckled at my rhyming and we parted. I sat back down on my bed and he settled into a chair next to my bed. "So, what did I miss?" I asked giddily. I was super happy that my brother was back with me.

   "Really not much." He explained to me sadly. "We all didn't know what to do with Harry gone some time and then the fights between everyone got a little too much." Louis swallowed and looked down. "Man, I genuinely thought that I was going to lose you and Harry. And then Luke, mentally. He gone crazy, out of his mind." He told me solemnly.
    I fidgeted with my hands. "So what really happened at the crash? Do you remember much?" He asked me after a few moments.

  I shrugged. "Harry and I were kind of mad at each other because I had ran into a fan and we became friends. Then we went to get food. And suddenly when we were in the car, a truck came towards us and Harry swerved and it's all kind of a blur." I tried to explain. "And you guys never got your Nando's."

  Louis laughed. "That what you're worried about? You need a break. Harry is beating himself up for hurting you. He'll be fine though. He's a fighter. He'll be okay." Louis rubbed his face. I could tell that he hadn't been getting much sleep. It sounded like he was reassuring himself

  "You really care about him, don't you?" I asked him in realization. I hadn't noticed how close Harry and Louis were until now.
   Louis blushed and nodded. "Yeah. I do." He itched the back of his neck. "But it's hard for us to be friends with all the rumors." He said.

  "I'm sure you'll work it out." I assured him with a sneaky smile.

A/N: I'm Larry AF right now so yeah. Okay byeeeeee🎞