Love, Sex and Magic.

Part 15. I love you

Harry's POV.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

All I hear is the beeping noise and im unable to turn it off. I can't wake up, I can't move. I'm trying to yell but my mouth isn't moving.

"Will he be okay?" I can hear Louis ask with worry in his voice, the kind of worry I've never heard before. He sounds tired and drained.

"It's hard to say, the impact he took on his head can cause severe brain damage." Say an unfamiliar voice.

Brain damage?! What the fuck is going on? Where am I?

Focus Harry. Move, speak do something! You need to find out what going on. I keep telling myself this for what seems like hours.

"Lou, you've been here all night, you should go home and get some sleep" I hear the familiar Irish accent say. I feel his hand leave mine and it feels damp like he's been crying. My best friend in the whole world has been here with me (where ever I am) crying over me. This isn't right. Come one Harry do something!!

"I can't leave him mate. Not until he wakes up" he says sadness and determination laced in his voice. "At least get something to eat. Ill stay here with him" Niall says with a calmness he always has carried in his voice when someone is upset. I never really appreciated how much those boys have done for me and how close we all actually are. It's sad that it has taken me this long and for me to in what I'm guessing is a coma to realize it too.

I hear foot steps and the squeak of a chair moving across the floor ; I feel another hand on mine.

"I hope you can here me mate" Niall starts off in a confident but soft tone. Yes I can here you! I want to say but can't.

"You are in the hospital... if you don't already know" he trails off. "I don't even know what to say... you're in a fucking coma. I feel like it's my fault. I didn't go and defend you. All I did was fucking watch them." Niall says his grip tightening on my hand. I want to tell him not to blame himself. I told them not to go and to stay in the truck. It's not his fault.

"I'm so sorry Harry" Niall chokes out. "I don't know how to tell you this...." he trails off. What is he going to tell me! This isn't fair I can't even show emotion. What if he tells me he did something terrible and I can't do anything about it cause I'm stuck like a damn vegetable!

"Texas is missing..." he says barley audible. WHAT!

"The girls say she went to save you from Marty and no one has seen her since; obviously you weren't even with him" he says quickly as if he's confused with the situation.

I have to find her! If he hurts her I will kill him. First I need to wake myself up. Focus.

Louis POV.

I'm so tired. I've been sitting by Harry's side waiting for him to wake up or show some sign of life for over 12 hours. The whole time I've been thinking of ways to tell him about Texas but I can't bring myself to it. Thank god Niall is in there, he always finds a way to tell someone bad news in the best ways.

After I get a coffee and a bagel I make my way back to the room where Harry is. When I get in the room I see Niall in the same spot I was and he is crying. I walk over and place my hand reassuringly on his shoulder.

"Do something Harry. C'mon mate do anything" I whisper with the hope he can actually hear me.

Texas POV. (The night before)

Harry isn't really here, this is all a trick, but why would Marty seriously want to kill me? His own flesh and blood, he didn't have to save me from New York yet he did and now he's going to kill me just because I fell in love with one of his boys? I mean c'mon I've done worse. I don't understand.