Stole my heart - A louis tomlinson love story.

I love her.

Louis' POV;

"Minor head injuries, serious damage to the ribs, minor bruising everywhere."

We're in the hospital.

I can't remember much about the journey, except that I ended up in the back of the ambulance with Millie.

I'm running along the side of the nurses rushing Millie into intensive care.

"Millie, hang in there beautiful." I whisper as they whisk her off, out of my reach.

"She's a tough cookie, she'll get through this." That familiar Irish voice tells me.

"I know." Is all I manage to mumble through my tears.

"You need to get to Lottie, no matter how much your hurting, that's her best friend in there."

He's right, I need to find her; comfort her.

I push through the crowd of people, leaving Niall behind.

After what seems like a lifetime I make it into the waiting room, were I find my sister cradled in Harry's lap, clearly distort.

I push her hair out of her face, holding her hand.

"She's going to be fine, the nurses know what their doing."

She looks at me, shaking.

"But what If they don't, what If it's too late."

I don't reply.

That's not an option.

I can't live without Millie.

I love her...