Started With Hello

Help

Harry's Pov

"Hello?" I answered my phone, it was Louis.

"Harry," he sobbed, "Help." I immediately became worried.

"Lou what's wrong?!" I asked in the phone

"I- I need help, I did something bad, please come," He sobbed.

"Where are you Louis?" I said running, hanging my apron up on the coat rack. I of course assumed the worst, that he was dying or something, I don't know why but the tone of his voice made me think that.

After he gave me his address, I couldn't let him go. "Lou, calm down okay? What happened?" I asked. 

"I-I swallowed p-" I was cut off by the sound of him being sick. "I swallowed pills," he said weakly.

"Lou! How many?" I said driving faster.

"I stopped counting after 50," he sobbed.

"Did you do anything else? And I'm coming through the window," I could almost hear him nodding.

"I-I slit my wri-wrist," he sobbed as I came through the window.

"Hey, I'm here, shh," I rubbed his back, calling an ambulance. And then he blacked out, I had no idea what to do with him, he was bleeding everywhere and I had no idea if he was even still alive, "Hurry up please?! He just passed out!" I cried.

"The paramedics are on their way, can you stay on the phone with me until?" The lady asked

"Y-Yeah. Wait, they're here," I said with relief.

As soon as I heard a knock on the door, I unlocked it as the paramedics came in with a stretcher and oxygen. He looked so fragile and delicate on the stretcher. Like one touch and it would all be over. I ran down the stairs with the paramedics and was caught by his mother, "Who are you?!" She asked me sternly.

"The person that saved your son," I said and she let me go.

*Louis' pov at the hospital*

I was waking up to a strange beeping noise, in a very uncomfortable position. 'Am I alive? Did Harry make it in time?"  I thought,using every bit of strength I had to open my eyes.

I was wearing different clothes, like those hospital gowns. I wonder who dressed me. Stop thinking about that Louis! You're alive! I had looked over to my arm where there were a whole bunch of stitches holding my arm shut, it was super uncomfortable. My stomach was upset, probably from all the pills that they pumped out. I didn't like the image and I felt as if I was going to vomit, so I did my best to push the image from my mind. I looked over to the side, unfamiliar to my surroundings, looking. I then saw Harry, sleeping with dark circles under his eyes. Did I Do That To Him?

He woke up then, seeing me awake "Lou," he sighed, "Don't ever scare my like that again!" He whimpered. Why would he care? We just met not 3 hours ago. Wait. "What time is it?" I croaked

"7:45, you've been sleeping since 2 pm," He sighed, "Lou you need to tell me what is really going on," He said. I was just about to start talking when I saw Her.

My Mum. Oh shit.