Over Again (A Larry Stylinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

Harry's pov

"I love you, Lou!" I hold on to his hand with my unused one.

"I love you too, Harry?" His voice sounds quiet and scared. I'm still holding my t shirt on to the wound until an arm moves in and takes over. Zayn is kneeling beside me, reaching past. I take this opportunity to move around to Louis' head. I look up and see Liam pacing on his phone obviously talking to the ambulance people.

"Come on, Lou!" I sweep his hair back and cover his blank face in kisses. His eyes are firmly shut now. It all becomes too much and tears are streaming down my face.

"Please, plea...se dooooon't leaaaaaveeee meeee." I sob shaking. I watch Niall wake up and walk over to Liam. They exchange words and worried looks before Niall comes over to us.

In that moment I'm so angry. Angry with Louis for leaving me. Angry with Matt for shooting him. Angry with God for letting this happen. Angry with myself for not being able to help. I want to hit something or someone, but what if Lou woke up and saw me? I place my face directly over his, willing his eyes to just open. For him to jump up laughing at how scared I was. I would forgive him anything if he just opened his eyes.

The ambulance arrives and suddenly I'm without a purpose. I can't do anything except stand here.

"Lift him up in two....three....up." I look up at the paramedic and she smiles reassuringly at me.

"Two people can ride in the ambulance and the other two need to make your own way to the hospital, I'm afraid." She looks around at us. Liam pushes me in to the vehicle and throws his keys to Niall.

"When you get to the hospital the three hostages need to get checked out." The paramedic nods at the cuts in my bare midriff.

"I'm not leaving him." I state simply. She nods as if she understands. I know she doesn't really. I'd always believed forever was an incorrect concept until I met Louis.

"Why couldn't it have been me?" I ask Liam.

"Don't, Harry." His face remains blank.

"But I mean he could have shot me! Why did I fight back?" I cry fully now.

"Because you're a fighter. So is Louis, you'll see that when he wakes up." He tries to smile and I can tell it hurts him, but he's being positive for me.

"I'm not worth someone dying, Liam." I explain.

"Harry you're worth so much. You didn't see Louis fighting for you these past few weeks." He looks down at the broken boy.

"Don't give up." He whispers barely audibly and I know it wasn't meant for me.

I wish so badly that could see his eyes open. I miss him so much, just the fact that he is my everything and I can't lose him.