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#37 You are on your death bed (Louis)

#37 You are on your death bed (Louis)

Louis :

"Can I drive?" You asked.

"No. Just let me drive." Louis said hopping in the drivers seat.

"Ugh. You never let me drive." You sighed getting into the passengers seat.

Two hours later.

"I'm sorry, but it doesn't look like she is going to make it." The doctor informed Louis.

"What?" He said with such pain in his eyes.

"I'll give her 24 hours and see if there is any progress, but once the 24 hours are up, if there has been no change, it is likely never going to change." The doctor left and Louis sat beside your bed. Your family was on there way and they'd be there probably in an hour or so. The other boys heard the news and should be arriving any second to show Louis support. Louis hugged each boy as they walked through the door.

"I'm so sorry, Lou." They all said as they knew the news, you weren't making it.

"You know, I should be laying in this bed right now." Louis said weakly. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Why would you say that?" Zayn asked.

"She begged me to let her drive the car. And I wouldn't let her. I, the driver, am completely unharmed and now (Y/N) is about to die. Because of me." He burried his hands in his face.

"Louis, you can't think that." Harry rested his hand on Louis' back.

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I should be laying in this bed, babe. I'm so sorry." He repeated over and over again holding your hand.

"Please pull through, I promise you can drive my car whenever you want." He managed a weak smile.

"I can't live my life without you, babe. Come on." He cried. The boys gave him a minute alone as Louis held your limp hand and his face became stained with tears.