Strong

Part 2

Louis P.O.V.
   "Tell me what's wrong with my Hazza??" I kept shouting at the nurse while she tried running past me, I couldn't help but follow her with the boys following me. All trying to stop me but all I wanted to know was my baby's condition. After a lot of yelling and running around the hospital she finally had the courtesy of turning round and answering, "If you really care for your 'hazza' please let us do our work and stop running around with me." Couldn't the bitch just have said that and ended the topic. "And just for you to know your Hazza is very sick and may even land in the coma if you waste my time here.!!" The words left her mouth and hit me like a fucking bullet and I stood there stunned not knowing how to react. Her words kept running through my mind' he may even land in the coma.' Even before I realized I was on the ground sitting with my hand in Liam's as he runs his huge palm over my hand in an attempt to get me back on my feet. I couldn't think straight. The images of Harry lying in the hospital bed kept playing in my head as we headed back to the I.C.U. were Harry was still being treated.Tears kept streaming down my cheeks and my eyes fixed on the door, nurses kept rushing through the door. The wait was finally over when a tall guy with a mask round his face cane walking towards us while taking off his gloves. Everyone rushed towards him except me, I had no energy left in me all of it was drained off. The doctor said something to the others and walked away. As soon as the doctor passed Liam came running towards me and with tears threatening to fall off. Zayn wrapped his arms around Niall as they stood there emotionless.