When You Least Expect It (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 6

Louis held Harry's hand firmly in his own, his eyes locked on his still unconscious husband and the beeping of the machines being the only noise in the otherwise silent and heavy room.

They said he was stable, they said he was breathing on his own and had little help from the machines, but still he hasn't woken up. And Louis couldn't do any of this.

He couldn't stand to see the shallow breaths his husband would take, couldn't stand to see him laying on the hospital bed, not moving a muscle since he's been brought in and still they didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Dad..." Cody said quietly as he walked into the room, his father not moving a muscle but just kept his eyes locked on his pop. "Dad I just talked to some of the doctors and they want to talk to you too... They also want to run some tests but need your signature."

Louis still didn't take his eyes off his husband though, he refused to since he was allowed into the room.

"Dad-"

"Please, just go," Louis barely whispered and signed as he shook his head.

Cody stood there still for a second, could see the slow tears that ran down his dad's cheeks as he watched his pop on the bed, it being clear just how hard he was trying to keep it together. "Dad if you sign the papers they can help him and-"

Cody just give me a minute with him, please, Louis nearly begged, finally looking to his son with tear filled eyes.

Cody swallowed thickly at the sight of his dad, nodding and carefully backing out of the room. "I'll just call the family..."

Louis didn't do anything but turn back to Harry and reach for his hand again, and as soon as he heard the door click behind his son he let himself break down, let his tears stream down his cheeks and cried against his husband's chest.

"H-Harry please," he choked out, holding onto the younger lad as if his life depended on it. "Y-you swore, you promised you'd be here until we were old, until we decided it was our time a-and it's not time love," Louis shook his head against him. "Please you never quit your entire life, y-you can't now."

He was scared, he was so terrified that this was it, that up until this moment in time this would be the end of the life he shared with his husband.

It took Liam nearly a half hour to stabilize him, but as soon as they did Louis didn't waste a second before rushing into the room, needing to talk to Liam and ask what had happened. He couldn't before the younger lad was pulled away by some other doctor though, there being some clear tension between the two men but Liam didn't even hesitate before arguing back with him.

Louis couldn't find it in himself to ask what it was all about, more concerned with his husband, so here he was, 20 minutes later and praying that this was some kind of freak accident and Harry wasn't really sick, he couldn't be.

"Hey Lou."

Louis snapped his head up, wiping his tear stained cheeks as he saw Liam come into the room. "What's wrong with him? Do you know-"

"Mate," Liam said softly, easing the older lad back into his chair and needing him to relax. "They need to do some tests but for them to do that you have to sign a few things. His doctor gave me the sheets, here," he said, passing Louis the clipboard.

"You're not his doctor?" Louis barely whispered. "But you have to be, y-you-"

"Louis I can't be," Liam shook his head, hating this as much as his best mate did. "I'm a pediatrician, this isn't my ward, technically I have no reason to be up here but I'm trying to help as much as possible."