Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Thirty Four

"I'm sorry mum, I want it to be Harry." Louis sighed.

"Can't I be my own sons birthing partner?" 

"Harry would want to be there." 

"And wheres Harry now then Louis? I don't see him here at the hospital like I am." 

His mum was right. Where was Harry? Harry had been telling Louis that he had mountains of work to do, lots of shoots and things. He was hardly home, he hadn't been to the last 2 hospital appointments, and he hadn't been around a lot in general. 

"He has a lot of work to do." 

"And you believe that?" 

"What are you implying mum?" Louis pressed. "He wouldn't cheat. I know he wouldn't, I believe him." 

Louis gave his mother a serious look before walking through the large double doors and to his mothers car, slamming the door shut behind him. 

"Louis, I'm sorry."

"Lets just go home please." 

~ 

"Anna is it over yet?" Harry sighed.

"The photographer wants one more shot, then we can go." 

"But-"

"Just hang in there buddy" Anna patted his back, shuffling him through the door. 

Harry was becoming fed up with the amount of work he had. Endless shoots, followed by endless paper work. He felt like he was never out of the office. He was dying to get to the hospital to be at Louis appointment, but that seemed unlikely. 

"Centre shoot Mr. Styles" the photographer was becoming more annoyed with his slow pace. "Left a little!"

Harry finally managed to escape the shoot, only to be given another form to fill out back at the office. 

After a good 10 minutes filling various boxes out, he was becoming more and more eager to just get home to Louis. It was getting late and he just needed to finish this. 

"Careful when you leave, girls and such are outside after the release of last weeks magazine cover." Anna peeked through the door, letting him off early. 

"Right." He said, shuffling his things into his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. 

Walking out the doors was chaos. Cameras flashed in his face, creating an almost strobe light effect, hurting his eyes. He could hardly see a thing, only the flash of lights and girls crowding him and his car. He already felt faint from the heat of the shooting lights, and this just added to his nausea. 

He felt someone grab onto him, pulling his cheek towards them. The next thing he felt was something on his cheek, but alls he could see was flashes. 

"I kissed him! Oh my god!" A girl squealed next to him, although he could still only see the flash of cameras. 

Wading through the crowd, girls pulled and tugged at his shirt, and when he finally made it to his car, his eyes found it hard to adjust. 

What just happened? 

He pulled off quickly, before stopping in a side road, his head spinning and vision going black. 

~ 

"Harry god dammit just pick up!" Louis cursed at his phone, several times in fact. 

"Louis is everything okay?" His mum sat next to him, only to be met with silence. 

"Louis?" 

"Look at this live stream on twitter mum." Louis handed over his phone.

The video played on the small screen. It showed Harry trying his best to get through a crowd of girls, and when one girl kissed his cheek, the video cut off. 

"She kissed him on the cheek?" 

"Not that mum, he hasn't come home. That video was an hour ago. Where the hell is he?" 

"Maybe he um.." 

"I know what you're thinking, he isn't cheating. He's claustrophobic mum, he probably got scared of the crowd or something, I don't know." 

"Right...are you sure?" 

"Yes I'm sure, now help me find him." 

"Lou-" 

"Get in the car mum!" Louis called, stomping out the door. 

He was definitely hormonal. And worried. 

After a full hour of searching, Louis finally spotted Harry's car parked in a side street not too far from the town centre. 

Frantically, he rushed over, opening the door only to find an unconscious Harry. 

"Harry!" 

"Haz please" Louis shook his body. 

"Louis move hunny." His mother patted him away with a struggle. 

"Harry, Harry can you hear me?" 

When she got no reaction, she began doing nursey things as Louis called it. Checking Harry's pulse, respiration etc. He may have been mad at his mum earlier, but now he was more than grateful to her. 

"Louis call an ambulance please." 

Louis face dropped. "An ambulance? Is he okay?" 

"Louis just call it." 

Louis held in his panic, calling an ambulance without anymore hesitation. 

After another 15 minutes, the ambulance finally arrive, putting Harry in the back. 

Louis and his mother followed closely behind, and Louis hoped to god that Harry would be okay. 

~ 

When Harry woke up on a hospital bed, to say he was confused would be an understatement. 

"Harry! Harry you're okay." Was the first thing he heard, before seeing a small, scruffy haired and worried Louis in front of him. 

"What happened to me?" 

"The doctors suggested you passed out due to having a panic attack when you went through that screaming crowd. They said you hadn't got enough oxygen, and thats why you were out for so long. God I was so worried Haz." 

"I-I'm sorry." 

"You have nothing to be sorry for." 

"I was trying to get home quickly to see you. I've had so much work and Anna finally let me off early 'cus I had a headache and I just got caught in the crowd and it took me by surprise." 

"Harry I'm just glad you're okay." 

"And the little one? How is she, what did the nurse say?" 

"Everything is fine, you worry about getting some sleep okay?" 

"Okay." Harry nodded, closing his eyes. 

After a few minutes, Louis turned around, heading home for the night when he felt a small grip on his arm. 

"Stay." 

He looked back at Harry. His lips parted, and his curls splayed out across the white pillow and sheets. 

"It's okay, I won't leave." 

"I love you Louis." 

Before Louis could answer back, small snores were coming from Harry's parted lips.