Harry's POV:
"Liam? Are you okay? How are you feeling? Let me call a nurse" I said, still clutching him tightly
"Actually, can you just get off of me? It's actually really hurting me" he said, his voice was still monotone and it saddened me.
"Uh, yeah, sure" I said, slowly letting go of him. "Liam, I know that this probably isn't the best time to talk about this but I really need to tell you something important, okay?" I continued
"Harry, I'm really tired, can you either leave or stop talking?" Liam said, there was no annoyed tone showing through in his voice, it was still annoyingly monotone. His voice didn't even have the slightest inflection in it.
"Yeah, uh, sure mate" I said quietly, I gave him the softest smile I could muster. But he didn't smile back, he just looked at me, but it didn't seem as though he was really looking at me, it felt as though he were looking past me, or better yet, through me.
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The next few weeks were a blur, I barely ever got to see Liam let alone talk to him. Everyone was just as confused as me as to Liam's new attitude, the hospital had been running tests non stop and Doctor Reeves had just brought Louis, Zayn, Niall and I into the hallway to speak with us.
"Okay, we've ran a few tests and have had a few professional psychiatrists come in and evaluate Mr. Payne. It seems as though he hit his head, maybe in the initial impact of the car or from hitting the cement, but either way he has obtained some Sociopathic attributes. He seems to not have any emotions, he doesn't feel anger, happiness, or love" the doctor said, it was a big blow when I hear him say that Liam doesn't love anyone, but it explains why he had been acting so weird when he has woken up. Doctor Reeves continued: "Now, we can give him some medication and hopefully it will help Liam start to feel emotions. The first emotions he will begin showing will be anger and annoyance and they might be a bit escalated because he wont know how to control them. Just...remember to be patient with him, okay?"
"So, he just doesnt feel anything towards us?" Niall said, his voice was slightly wobbly
"Saddly, yes. He knows what he's supposed to be feeling for you but he doesnt actually feel it. I just...I need you guys to be open to the idea that Liam may never regain his original feelings for you. He will eventually start to go back to normal but he might not feel the same about you"
"I...okay.. Just... Do whatever it takes, okay? Please..." Louis said, he slowly lifted his head from where he was looking at the floor intently. Zayn seemed to have zoned out and was staring straight ahead at the wall in front of us. I bumped my shoulder against his, "Zayn, mate, you okay?" I asked
"Uh..Yeah.. Im just... Im gonna go smoke really fast" He said, eyes still trained on the wall in front of us. He immediately walked away, his shoulders shaking a bit from trying to hold in his tears. I looked at all the others and noticed that Dr. Reeves wasnt there anymore and Niall and Louis were clutching eachother and sobbing into eachothers necks. I stood there for a bit, debating whether or not to follow Zayn, but if he wanted me to come with him he probably would have asked. I decided to turn and go and attempt to speak with Liam. I walked over and slowly opened the door to his room.
"Hey, Liam" I said as I walked over to the chair by his bed.
"Hi Harry" he said, he didnt even look over to me, just keeping his eyes trained on the TV in the corner of the room.
"Er...I...Uh... Can we.. uh-" I tried to say, but Liam cut me off
"Spit out Harry" Liam said with a sigh
"Well.. do you..uh.. Do you remember why you left my flat that night?" I said slowly, trying to make my voice steady.
"It's a bit fuzzy" He said pointedly, almost annoyedly.
"Are you... are you annoyed with me?" I asked curiously
"Yes Harry, I am. Because you keep trying to talk to me but you wont spit it out."
"Oh.. well.. okay. What do you remember about that night?" I asked
"Well, Harry. I remember feeling really nervous about you saying something. Then we..er...exhanged words, and I left. Then I guess... I dont know... I guess I just wasnt paying attention and I got hit." He said
"Oh...Do you remember what we said to each other?" I said, trying to keep the unpleasent churning sensation in my stomach to a minimum
"No" Liam said as he was biting his thumb nail "not really"
"Not really? Liam, I need to know if you remember or not" I said, looking him dead in the eye
"You kow what Harry? I really dont want to talk about this with you? Okay?" Liam said, he looked panicked, which confused me because throughout the past weeks he has been speaking to me mainly in a monotoned voice.
"Liam, please. I need to know, because I just want to clear up why I said what I said that night."
"Fuck Harry! I told you I dont want to talk about it. Get out!" Liam began yelling
"Woah, Liam calm down, its okay. Im sorry, I just really need to know" I said, trying to stop the anger that was clearly written on his face.
"Look, Harry. The only thing I remember was that you were why I felt so sad and depressed. You were who I was thinking of when I stopped paying attention to my surroundings, and YOU were the last thing I thought of before I blacked out." Liam said, the anger I was trying to calm was showing even more evidently.
"Wait a second Liam, are you blaming me? You're blaming me for you getting hit by a car?" I said
"Yes Harry, I am. Because I wouldnt have gotten hit if you hadnt broken my heart." He said, he seemed to be a little more calmed down. But I could feel the anger boiling up inside me, my words making it out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"Liam, you got hit by the car because you were being a dumbass and not paying attention to where you were? OKAY? I had NOTHING to do with you getting hit by the car!" I instantly regretted the words that left my mouth but this wasnt my Liam. My Liam was sweet and nice and would have never blamed me for that.
"Oh Harry," Liam said through a bitter chuckle. Almost as if it had come out without him knowing. "I dont even know what I ever saw in you. I'm glad I dont have feelings anymore because that means that I dont ever have to deal with you again." Liam said, a large smirk gracing his lips.
"Li-Liam" I said through a sob, clasping my hands together and bringing them behind my neck "You dont mean that, you dont mean that. Please, take it b-back"
"Oh, but Harry, I do mean that. I mean it with ever ounce of me." He said, his smirk not faltering.
I shot out of my seat, the chair screaching as it was pushed backwards. "L- Liam... You.. You're not the Liam that was one of my best friends, you're not the same Liam that I fell in...you know what? Never mind. I'm done." I said as I wiped the tears off my cheeks. I walked towards the door and opened it, but before I left I turned and looked at him "I dont know you anymore" I said in a broken whisper. I probably would have missed what Liam had said next had I not taken a second to regain my composure before facing the guys again.
"Neither do I." Liam said quietly to himself. Clearly not meaning for me to hear. I shut the door and walked over to where I could see Niall, Zayn, and Louis in a heated conversation.
"Hey Harry, hows Liam?" Louis said knowingly. I gave them all a once over and walked out of the hopsital. I walked out of where the love of my life was.
