Chapter 15

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Louis's POV

I awoke to the sound of Harry's voice. He was talking to the doctors. I sprung up from the bench in the hospital room which I had spent the night on and walked over to Harry's bed and put my hand on his.

"So what is Harry's condition." I asked. The doctors looked up at me and smiled.

"Harry will be going home in only a couple of days." the doctor said. I was so happy, happier than I could ever be.

"Thank you so much."

"I'll keep you updated but for now he will be perfectly fine." and they all walked out.

"Louis calm down it's going to be fine." Harry's voive was scarce.

"I'm getting you a glass of water your voice shouldn't sound like that Harry." I was just about to walk out to the water fountains when he held my hand.

"Louis don't. Can't you just stay here with me. Please. I mean I'm tied up in the bed with who knows what kind of medication connected to me and you want to leave me for who knows how long to get a cup a water? I'm in perfect condition and I can leave soon. They even said while you were sleeping that I could stop using this pee bag soon and use the real toilet." I chuckled.

"Harry, it's not going to be that long it's just down the hall."

"Louis, please don't go."he looked deep into me. He started to cry as his grip got tighter.

"I want the best for you, you need water." My voice started to get louder and The fustration boiled over me.

"You have to let me go and get water." he let go and I walked over to the door.

"I'll be right back." and I rushed out the door, down the hall and got him a small hospital cup, filled it up with sink water, and walked back hoping not to spill any water on my way back to Harry's room.

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