save my heart (larry stylinson)

Chapter 14: Let Me in

Chapter 14 : Let me in

"Niall he'll be fine" Liam reassured again. The boy stayed silent. The waiting room was brightly lit, and white. It brought memories of only a few months previous with their other band mate.

"You don't know that, the nurse said he was in the ICU, that's intensive care Liam, HE COULD DIE" Niall snapped, his voice hoarse from crying.

"Niall calm down" Liam comforted the broken boy, rubbing circles into his back as he sobbed into his hands.

Niall shook him off and moved across the waiting room to be alone.

"Liam I'm sure he's just upset, this did hit him hard. It'll all pass by" Zayn reassured, hugging the poor boy as he frowned from being rejected.

"What if it's not Zayn? What if Harry doesn't make it, will Louis keep shoving us away? How will that affect the band? Will we break up?" Niall sobbed. Leaving the rest of the band mates in a uncomfortable silence, worst case scenarios running through their heads.

Zayn frowned deeply, slipping into a coma of worry. It was silent for maybe another half hour or so before Liam jumped out of his chair, fear sketched over his face.

"Louis. Someone has to tell Louis"

"Oh my Gosh how did we forget" Liam whispered, immediately yanking out his half charged phone out of his pocket.

"Liam, if you're calling me to lecture about how I treated Harry I already -"

"He tried to kill himself" Liam blurted out in a moment of panic

There is a eerie silence on the other side of the phone and Liam almost thinks Louis had hung up,

"W-where?" A raspy whisper came out.

"St. Beliefs hospital" Liam got out before the dial tone echoed through his ears

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No one had moved, they had barely even breathed by the time Louis got there.

The hospital was almost empty, the halls silent until footsteps echoed.

When Louis burst through the glass hospital doors, it alerted everyone in the room and some in the deserted halls.

"Where is he" He stumbled as if drunk into the waiting room.

"Still in the ICU, the doctors will let us know when he's accepting visitors" Zayn explained monotony.

Louis turned to Liam, a shaky scuffed up knuckle pointed at him

"You - you promised!" He couldn't gasp the air out. He slammed Liam up against the wall, frightening the boy beneath him.

"Y-you promised me" His voice cracked on promised, he couldn't handle hearing Liam speak, as he could only hear the lies of 'He won't do anything stupid' pour out of his mouth and drip into his ears like honey.

"Y-you're a liar - you - y-you lied" He collapsed, dropping Liam to the clutter himself on the tile and curl

himself up off to the left of the boy.

Liam huffed out in quick rapid breaths, shaken up from being pinned to the wall. Quickly he composed himself, dusting off his shirt from the filthy floor, and shaking his head softly. Liam's feet carried him to where Louis sat shaking against a chair.

"He's gonna be fine" Liam whispered, wrapping his muscular arms around him tightly, rubbing shapes into his back to calm his breathing.

"How do you know?" Louis whimpered, eyes glossy and glistening as he dared a glance at Liam's face.