Chapter Two

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by writtenlarry

by writtenlarry

Chapter 2

As soon as I walked in the hospital I saw Liam. Talking to a doctor. He looked tired like he hadn't been sleeping. The accident happened last night. And Liam was the first to know. I wasn't called until this morning. Liam most likely stayed here all night and all day today. He must be exahusted.

I did stay here for a few hours when I was first told about the accident, until I couldn't take it no more and left. And drove trying to clear my mind but it only made things worse. So then I left to the hotel room and that's were I started to cry harder then I have ever before. But now I was back in the hospital. I walked towards Liam.

"Hi. Liam. How is he?" I asked as the doctor walked away.

"Same. Unconcious. In coma. Breathing. Alive. And staying strong." Liam said looking down.

I admired him. He always stayed positive and strong. Most people see me as the strongest mainly because I always hid my true emotions. But without a doubt that wasn't true. Liam was the strongest, the wisest, the bigger person in every situation. And I admired that.

"What the doctor say?" I put my hands in my jacket cluching them afraid to hear the answer.

"That only time will see what happens." Liam said shaking his head and running a hand through his hair in desperation.

"Time? TIME!? What? Will See What Happens?!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN?"

"Louis, I don't know." Liam breathed.

"So are they telling me to just sit here! SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING WHILE HE DIES!!??" I exclaimed anger over powering me. A sat down on a waiting chair shaking in anger. I rubbed my face in frustration. Tears started to form in my eyes but I wiped them off before anyone could see.

"Louis, I understand this is difficult especially with you since you've got alot of things in your mind with the wedding and all, but you've got to calm down. He isn't going to die. He is strong." Liam said rubbing my back and giving me a weak smile, genuine but weak.

I haven't even thought of the wedding. I have totally forgotten until now.

"Right. Um when can I see him?" I asked Liam trying to change the subject.

"Now. But you've got to wait until the other boys come out. Which will be soon Im sure."

And soon it was. Zayn came out of the roon with Niall beside him. He had an arm wrapped over Niall's shoulders to support and calm poor Niall. Zayn's usual twinkling, full of light, charming hazel nut eyes looked distant and sad. His hair down and his lips dry. He looked terribly exhausted. Niall looked even worse. The poor boy was broken. His usual smile was dead gone and replaced with a deepen frown. His happy light blue eyes were dark and sad with shadows underneath and tears running down from them. His hair was all over the place as if he had been ruffling it. His shoulders were slumped and low. And he looked like one little thing could bring him to teeny tiny pieces. Both Niall and Zayn looked horrible.

For sure the one that still have everything together was Liam. But in their eyes it was me.

Not a single tear has dropped my eye in front of them. Not a single cry. Not a frown. Just frustration. And tiredness. In their eyes I was perfectly fine. Strong. In fact maybe a bit happy. Because in their eyes I was smiling. But Im not. Im broken. Im sad. Im guilty. Im tired. Im mad. I have million of emotions going on in me and none are happy.

Liam grabbed Niall in a hug. I knew how much he hated to see Niall hurt. We all did. Niall might not have been the youngest but we all wanted to protect him. Zayn then gave both Liam and Niall a tight hug. And as they hugged I walked pass them and went towards his room. I needed to see him. I could hear Liam calling my name but I ignored him and kept walking. I had to see him. I needed to be with Harry.