Is This Love? {L.T.} [COMPLETE]

S I X

Three months later

Louis' P.O.V

It's been three months.

Three months my beautiful Skylar has been in a coma.

If I hadn't invited her over, she never would've been in that car crash and she wouldn't be in a coma.

It's all my fault.

"Skylar," I whispered to her motionless body. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen."

I held her hand in mine, hoping that she would somehow squeeze it. Niall was at the hospital with me. He sat on the chair on the other side of the hospital bed with his guitar.

"I wrote a song for you, love," I said and smiled slightly. I nodded at Niall and he started strumming.

"Wish that you could build a time machine
So you could see
The things no one can see
Feels like you're standing on the edge
Looking at the stars
And wishing you were them

What do you do when a chapter ends?
Do you close the book and never read it again?
Where do you go when your story's done?
You can be who you were or who you'll become

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong
Darling just hold on
Darling just hold on

The sun goes down and it comes back up
The world of turns no matter what

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong
Darling just hold on

It's not over till it's all been said
It's not over till your dying breath
So what do you want them to say when you're gone?
That you gave up or that you kept going on?
What do you do when a chapter ends?
Do you close the book and never read it again?
Where do you go when your story's done?
You can be who you were or who you'll become

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong

Ohh ohh oh

Darling just hold on

The sun goes down and it comes back up
The world it turns no matter what

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong
Darling just hold on
Darling just hold on

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong

Ohh ohh oh

Darling just hold on

Ohh ohh oh

If it all goes wrong
Darling just hold on"

By the time I was done singing, tears were starting to form in my eyes. Niall started crying half way through the song and was now laying on the floor crying his eyes out.

"Skylar," I said to her, taking her hand in mine, "if you heard that song, squeeze my hand has hard as you can."

I sat there hopeful for a few minutes. I started to lose hope when I felt the slightest movement from Skylar.

"Niall," I said.

He continued to cry.

"Niall," I said louder.