Louis Tomlinson is a well respected Doctor whose life revolves around his work and his 8 year old daughter... until he meets Harry Styles, who becomes his daughter's art teacher. Harry becomes a part of their lives, loving Louis' little girl Emma li...
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Louis is leaving his work and heading across to the hospital that following Monday morning, a smile on his face that can even be seen in his eyes.
He takes the elevator up once again to Harry's floor, anxious to tell Harry the good news. His face is glowing as he waits for the doors to open. He's greeting and making small conversation with the woman and man who are in the elevator next to him. This isn't normal behavior for Louis, but for the past week, he has been the happiest man in the world; his attitude has changed completely.
He has spent every single day with Harry in the hospital, even some nights with him while Emma would stay at her friend's house. And Harry has improved loads in just a short week, his doctor telling him that he has done much better than he had expected.
Louis smiles again, his palms together as he's walking down the hallway slowly. He cannot wait to share the news with Harry.
Liam is standing at the nurses' station as he's walking by and he's instantly running over to Louis, "so, how'd it go?"
Louis only smiles at him, "it went great... just as I expected."
Liam nods a little before he's being called by another nurse, "go tell Harry the good news."
Louis grins, burying his hands in his pants pockets as he's nearing room 576. He opens the door slowly, seeing Harry sitting in bed, his phone in his hand.
Louis is grinning as he's stepping over, seeing Harry FaceTiming his mum who is now back home in England.
"Mum, I showered this morning... that's it," he hears Harry almost groaning, "I'm capable of getting up and moving on my own."
"I know, but you need to rest, too," Anne is saying to him.
"I'm resting loads," Harry says, running his hand through his hair, "that's kinda all I can do here... it's not like I can get up and run a marathon here, mum. I'm fine."
"I know... I just worry," she says to him as she smiles, "Gemma said to tell you hello. She said she'd call you later."
"Great," Harry says sarcastically as he's looking at Louis and smiling, "hey, you."
"Hi, love," Louis grins at him, "don't let me interrupt."
"Morning, Louis," Anne waves at him.
"Afternoon to you," Louis is waving and smiling, "how's the weather in Holmes Chapel?"
"It's raining," Anne is saying and laughing, "I miss LA."
"I can understand why," Louis chuckles a little before he's taking a seat on Harry's bed.
Harry stares at Louis for a long pause, noticing the happiness radiating from him. He grins a little, "what's going on? Why does your face look like that?"
