Two Different Worlds - Punk Louis x Marcel -

S E V E N

Can i just say I love every single one of you. So much. You're all so fantastic and sweet and nice. You all brighten my day. I swear. This is so far the longest ive continued a story, and im really hoping to complete it. Heres chapter seven, with a little bit of the magical help from xxMoonyLightxx

3RD PERSON POV.

As Louis paced inside the four dreaded walls of his room, it all dawned inside of him. This was his fault. All of it.

If Louis wouldnt have been so caught up in la-la land he couldve saved him. But the truth was, even if Louis was truly there and paying attention, he probably couldnt have saved him then.

The even more truth was, Louis was scared. Of who? Of Harry. Of himself. Of Zayn. Of the things they could all do.. But what could they do?

They could feel. They could love. They could get hurt, or they could hurt someone else.

Louis continued pacing, his heart speeding along in his tattooed chest. He knew what he had to do. He grabbed his keys, his wallet, and his phone and raced out the door, not even bothering to tell his mum what or where he was doing or going.

He quickly got into his car, and turned the key in the ignition so fast you could barely see it. Louis clicked the radio off and pulled out of the driveway, beginning his long drive to the hospital.

During the drive, all his mind seemed to focus on was Harry. Harrys eyes and hair, his voice and how he acted.

It all clicked in Louis's brain. He, Louis Tomlinson was in love with Harry Styles.

As he pulled up to the hospital, running inside up to the room the nurse told him, after of course he pratically yelled Harry Styles at her, he felt it. He really truly felt it.

And by it, he meant the love. He knew it now, and he knew it for sure.

He loved Harry.

He pushed open the door and Harry immediantly turned to him.

''Harry..'' Louis spoke, his voice scratchy as he moved to him, taking his hand. ''I...I...''

Harry looked up at him, a little surprised. Louis had barely spoke to him and now, there he was, holding his hand, speaking to him with his raspy voice.

The younger boy had absolutely no clue why Lou's voice was so hoarse, and Louis wouldnt tell him. Louis had screamed and yelled and punched walls and kicked when he found out how hurt Harry was.

Harry nodded his head carefully, to tell the older lad to keep talking. Louis shook his head, letting his eyes first travel to Harry's bandaged nose, then to his free hand, his left one, also bandaged. Then he felt his eyes linger on Harrys stomach. The hospital dress was slipped up a little so Louis was able to see that his Harry's waist was slightly bandaged also.

''Louis, what is it?'' Harry asks quietly, meeting Louis's eyes.

''I...I love you..'' Louis croaked out.

Louis shut his eyes tight directly after he said it, but he could feel Harry move. He didnt open his eyes, but soon he felt soft pressure on his own lips.

Harry was kissing him.

Louis shut his eyes tighter, moving himself closer and kissing back. Harrys lips were like silk, running themselves along with Louis's, completely in sync with time and movement.

Louis wanted so badly to be able to climb onto Harry and deepen the kiss, but he knew he couldnt because of Harrys ribs, so he broke the kiss but did not pull his lips from Harrys.

''Do you love me too?'' Louis asked, pulling his face away after a few seconds. Harrys eyes pulled themselves from Louis's blue ones, looking down at the white hospital blanket on the bed.

Harry didnt feel the same, not yet anyway. He didnt want to fall in love with Louis and get hurt, or have someone else get hurt. He wasnt ready for that. He wasnt even anywhere near ready for something like that.

The poor boy was still struggling to let go off Liam and Zayn. He couldnt possibly feel the same.

''Im so sorry... I dont...'' Harry said quietly, expecting Louis to run out crying. But he didnt. He nodded, and sat in the chair next to the hospital bed, almost like instinct.

''So how are you feeling?'' Louis asked, almost like just before had never even happened. Like it didnt even phase him.

''E-Everything hurts...''

Louis wanted to just be able to remove the hospital gown and bandages and everything covering up Harry's perfect muscular body, and just kiss every single area.

Every inch.

He wanted to make Harry feel loved, and he was detirmened to. He would have this boy at his feet. Not Zayns, nor anyone elses. His feet.

Louis took Harry's hand that was not broken and kissed it, ever so softly. ''Its okay...'' Louis spoke again, meeting Harry's eyes. ''Im right here for you if you need me...''

OH LORD. So howd ya like it. I thought it was quite good. Well, next weekend I should have another chapter up, I hope. Well, thank you all again. Love you xx