More than we seem (1D Louis/Harry)

9. When reality hits.

Wuddup homies!!

hahaha weird way of saying 'hi'...

Well last chapter i left you on a bit of a cliffhanger/plot twist!!

If you're confused as fuck and need to go back to chapter 6 to see where the real world is up to then please be my guest, i don't blame you.

but anyways

This is very much a Louis Tomlinson x Harry Styles slash fic, so if you don't like this kind of thing i suggest you don't read this ;)

The ratings will change as the story progresses

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(A.N) OMG Flash back mode xD This is what was going on while Harry was in a coma.

****Flashback****

Liam's POV

I felt relieved once we had left the bar, it was getting insane in there. I shot a glare to Zayn who just smiled innocently at me. I watched as Louis strapped Eleanor into her seatbelt and noticed Harry didn't exactly look happy.

I was about to talk to him when suddenly, the car lurched forward, I felt a sharp pain in my neck as my head flew forward and smacked back against the car seat.

"What the Hell?!" i rubbed my neck then looked up when i heard a cry of pain.

I whipped my head to the side and saw Niall clutching his leg and Zayn kneeling next of him with blood dripping sdown his arm.

"Shit, guys are you okay?!" i crawled along the seat to them and hugged Niall into my chest.

"I am, Niall's not" Zayn said examining Niall's leg with furrowed eyebrows. I glanced at his arm.

"You sure about that??!!" i screeched pulling his sleeve up his arm and seeing a lump where there definetely shouldn't be one.

"ZAYN - you're .. bone is..." i stuttered

"I know" he said rolling Niall's pant legs up carefully, i held Niall closer as he whimpered in pain.

Zayn bit his lip "Sorry mate, its broken...in many different places" he looked down at Niall who was just laughing quietly.

"Well now i have an excuse for you to bring me breakfast in bed right?" he looked up at me hopefully, i noticed a large graze on his forehead. i smiled down at him sadly, ruffling his hair.

"Anything you want Nialle- SHIT HARRY!!"

I looked over and saw Louis leaning over Harry with a horrified expression on his face. He seemed unharmed, he had a couple of scratches from the flying glass but beside from that he was fine.

"HArry?" he said on the verge of tears "HARRY" his voice raised and he cupped the sides of Harry's face stroking his cheeks with his thumbs.

I looked in horror between Niall and Harry, when something warm touched my face. i looked down and saw Niall stroking my face with his badly scratched hand.

"Im fine, go help Harry" he urged, i nodded and went and sat next to Louis, i stepped carefully since there was broken glass everywhere, i dusted the sharp peices off Harry's limp body and cradled his arm feeling for a pulse on his wrist.

I sighed in relief, "He's still alive" i stared in shock at the blood dripping from his head, clumping around his curly hair. Louis eyes left Harry and were pinned on four figures running from the car that hit our own, his lips pursed and he started shaking with anger.

"Lou, just leave them, they don't matter" i said trying to comfort him. He snapped out of his trance and glanced at me for a second before returning his attention to Harry, stroking a deep gash in his cheek.