Love You Goodbye

•Two•

July 2017

"Maybe we should just call a doctor? If they're already here, he'll just get on with it right?"

"We can't do that, Lou'll hate me for doing that. We know how he is."

"Haz, we can't just sit back and watch as he gets worst and worst. We've got to do something."

"Liam's right-"

"Yea, Liam is right. How about you start with talking to me about it instead of having these secret meetings." Louis snapped, stepping out from behind the corner he was listening in from.

Liam looked like a deer caught in headlights, Niall was as red as a tomato trying not to make eye contact with Louis and Harry...Harry just looked sad.

"We're just trying to help-" Liam started.

"Help? By coming up with stupid ideas behind my back? By trying to corner me?" Louis shouted, he was staring at Harry.

"The fans are noticing Lou, they think you're not eating again. You're mum has been calling me because you won't answer your phone and even Simon has threatened to show up if er don't handle this." Niall spoke, looking at Louis.

"We refuse to just sit back and-"

"And watch you die." Harry finished for Liam. He had tears in his eyes but it looked like he was trying not to let them fall. He had this said look to 'em that Louis desperately wished he could take away.

It was silent. Louis was looking from Harry to Liam to Niall then back to Harry. Harry was staring almost pleadingly at his boyfriend while Liam kept looking from Louis to the floor to the ceiling while shaking his head. Niall had taken to biting his nails and staring into space.

Minutes, many hours passed before their tour manager told them they had to get back on the buses.

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Louis curled up on his side as he gasps for breath. It was just a little pass 3 in the morning and while the other boys were asleep, snoring away, Louis was in the main area of the bus, laid on the couch struggling to breath. He closed his eyes and tried to count backwards from 50 but it seemed useless.

Louis was just about ready to just give up and died when a warm hand rubbed against his back, in soothing circles.

"I need you to relax your body Lou. Then turn over, I need to get to your chest." Harry sounded tired, exhausted really.

Louis slowly moved onto his back and looked up at his boyfriend who was kneeling on the floor next to him. Harry smiled sadly before he reached and rubbed Louis' chest, applying slight pressure.

Harry began to hum If I could fly as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Louis' temple while continuing to rub his chest.

After 10 or so minutes, Louis' breathing was back to normal and he was half asleep. Harry reached under Louis' body and carried him back to his bunk, climbing in after he had set him down.

Louis pressed his lips to Harry's exposed collarbone and sighed as Harry covered them with a blanket and wrapped him up in his arms.

"I'm so scared." Louis whispered, feeling Harry shudder against him. Harry held him tighter.

"I'm scared too boo, I'm scared too."