Stay away, but then come back

Chapter 21

Louis's POV

It's been about three or four hours waiting for Harry to return. I could tell Anne was getting real worried so I told the seat next to her and held her hand. She eventually put her head on my shoulder. We slept on each other.

Gemma was reading a magazine and the boys didn't really do much but go to the bathroom and look at the ceiling impatiently. I let go of Anne and walked up to the main counter.

"Excuse me but we were wondering when Harry Styles will be getting out of surgery?" She qwas a reed headed pudgey woman with large glasses and green scrubs with cats on them. She looked up at me.

"Do I look like a Harry Styles tracker? I'm not here to look out for you little boyfriend okay. I'm here to let people in and out of the hospital. At least I have a job here. Either leave the hospital or sit down and learn to keep quiet and wait your turn"

"Well if you give me that attitude again I'll tell your boss about rude service." I said sharply. I turn and sat back down with Anne.

"Some people," she said.

Thirdy minutes later the chief of the hospital came out from the doors behind us. He stepped infront of the waitng room.

"Is this the party for erm Harry Styles." I lifted my head.

"Yesm yes it is how is he." I was stuttering. He looked slowly down on the ground and looked back up at us.

" Harry didn't make it through the surgery."

There was no sounds made by anyone.

"Excuse me, cam you please repeat tha please I must have misunder-"

"No sir you didn't misunderstand anything I said. Harry lost to much blood as soon as we took of his bandages and we tried to find a doner from another hospital but no one was eligable to his blood type and the people who were need there own. We were unabled to sew him up from the blood pouring out form the gash. I'm so sorry." and he walked off.

I stood up and fell to the floor. I couldn'nt cry. I couldn't say anything so I screamed. I screamed to loudly for what seemed like forever. Anne ran on top of me and tried to tell me it was ok as tears from her own pain hit my face. I pulled again and ran. Ran to the OR and past the doors. I ran and far down the halls as a could until I saw the chief pull Harry out of the room. I ran farther and faster to him.

"STOP!" I yelled. The cheif starred at me. I reached Harry's pale, cold body and cried on it. Cried for longer than anyone could cry.I got in his bed and craddled his body and cried more.

"what about growing old together Harry. Harry come back please." I kissed all over his face hopping that something, anything would bring him back but deep inside me a hole burned knowing he would never breathe again.

"WHY!" I screamed louder.

"I loved you so much." I whispered into his ear. I held his hand and put my other hand on his chest.

"Sir you can't stay on him-"

"Either you put me in the grave with him or you leave me alone with Harry." I said. I want to die. Die and cry and scream and feel every emotion possible but I just cried on Harry's unmoving chest. I never wanted him to go. I held on to his cold hand until I felt Anne telling me over her sobs that it's over. I pushed everyone away as I lay with Harry's dead body in the middle of  the hospital. I ignored every sound. The only thing I could hear was Harry saying to me that he loved me over and over again.

"I love you to Harry. To the moon and back."