Broken ( a Larry Stylinson Story)

{if you do not ship larry then please do not hate on this story. I'm just writing this for fun so please dont leave any nasty comments. my instagram is @harrysflirt so it'd be pretty cool if you guys followed me :-))) , also im writing most of this on my ipad so it probably wont come out as good as it would if i was typing this on a computer, but i should be getting a macbook soon so i guess we'll see!!!}

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((this story is all in Harrys POV btw))

CHAPTER 1

I guess I should be used to it now.

The stinging smell of latex gloves and hand sanitizer.

When I was younger I used to visit the hospital a lot, due to my constant tries of swallowing handfuls of pills and bloody wrists.

I do think I changed since then, but I'm not all entirely sure.

I had just woke up, surrounded by all white. I had no idea what was going on. All I know is that I woke up to the familiar smell. The smell I know well of - the hospital.

I do remember how I got here, I cringe at the thought. Louis. He's supposed to be my protector, my lover, my caregiver. He was my boyfriend of two years. I say 'was' because I'm not exactly sure where we stand in a relationship now.

I hadn't realized this but I couldn't move. I looked down at my body to see that I was covered in casts, head to toe.

Before I could even make any tries to escape a short woman in a lab coat came rushing in.

"Harry." She rang in a tone that was much too pleasant for my liking. "You're awake!'

I tried to nod but realized that I could not, so I just flashed her one of my breathtaking, famous smile.

She was soon followed by three, tired looking boys. Zayn, Niall and Liam all sported facial hair indicating that they haven't been taking very good care of themselves, with dark circles ringing their eyes.

I tried to speak but the words just couldn't come out. Liam was the first to walk up to me with a slight smirk on his face with tears brimming his eyes. In fact it looked like all three boys' eyes had tears in them.

Liam pulled me into a hug, although I couldn't hug back. Liam just held me there for a while, not being able to speak either.

Hugs were followed by Zayn and Niall. Niall giving me a kiss on the lips.

"We missed you so much."

"I'm so happy."

"Harry I thought you wouldn't make it."

"Your mums been a mess."

"The fans have been worried sick."

words like these filled my head from the three boys infront of me.

I could only think of one thing. I couldn't even talk to them yet until I knew the answer to this question, "W-wheres Louis?" I asked.

The smiles from their faces all dropped and thats when I knew something was wrong.

I starred off out the window, suddenly not wanting to know the answer.

"Harry." Liam spoke up, his voice was shaky. "Do you really want to know?"

I waited a bit but then finally nodded, "Yes Li. Yes I want to know."

Zayn sighed and stuffed his hands in his pocket. Zayn never showed much emotion, I've never seen a boy look so broken.