Louis Tomlinson is a new student.
Harry Styles is a victim of bullying.
¡Triggering! (Self-harm, suicidal thoughts, physical and mental abuse, rape, bad language)
Cover by the one and only @fireproof_stylinson
Tears slowly ran down my cheek as sat next to Harry he was laid down in the hospital bed. He had elastic bandages wrapped around is left wrist, he was pale the only sound in the room was the monitor. I found out Harry was in the hospital when I went over to his house, his mom opened the door and said Harry was rushed to the hospital when he was found laid in his room with blood all over his wrists. His mom didn't care though she had that annoyed tone when she told me. I snapped out of my own thoughts when I felt my phone vibrate.
"Hey Niall, coach asked for you. Where were you?" Asked Louis. I closed my eyes and opened them, I started to type down a lie but I felt like I had to tell Louis the truth.
"Harry's in the hospital so I couldn't make it to practice" I bit my nail as I waited for the message to send. I wait 5 minutes for Louis' response but he didn't answer, he left me on read. I put my phone on my lap and slowly put my hand on his, his hands were cold and smooth. I put my forehead on his hand and a started crying loudly. I care so much about him that I don't wanna lose him. I heard the door open and I lifted my head and turned to the door, the doctor came in with her clipboard in her hands and she smiled.
"Hello I'm doctor Deakin, but you can call me Jay" She lightly smiled and I stood up shaking her hand.
"Was there any problem at home?" She asked me and I looked over at Harry.
"I honestly don't know, I just know that he would get bullied at school" I mumbled. The doctor wrote down some stuff and she looked up at me again.
"You do know he put his life in danger? He could've died his the paramedics didn't get there quick enough but lucky he's alive. He cut through a vein but it wasn't deep enough that I could kill him" The doctor said with a low tone.
"Right now I injected some medicine to calm him down so right he's asleep. Do you have any questions?" She asked checking something on the paper.
"Uh as in right now, no" I whispered, she looked and me again before turning around and walking out the room. I walked towards the stool and sat down looking at the curly haired boy. I've been sitting in this room for about 3 hours, I looked at the time and it was 4:30 pm. I heard a small knock on the door and I lightly said a 'come in' I didn't turn around to see who walked in, I still had my hand into Harry's.
"How is he?" I heard the strong British accent, I turned around and I saw Louis standing feet away from the bed.
"He's doing better than he first got here" I mumbled standing up. Louis nods and walks over to the bed running his hand onto Harrys hair.
"What are you doing here?" I asked not in a rude way of course. Louis looked up from Harry and he looked down at him again.
"I honestly don't know" I heard Louis mumble. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion but I did question him anymore. It was silent for a few minutes until Louis spoke up.
"Do you think you can give me a few minutes with him? Alone?" Louis asked me looking at me with glossy eyes. I looked over at the sleeping pale Harry and I slowly nodded.
"Uh yeah of course" I turned around and slowly made my way out the room. I looked around me and I let out a long sigh as I grabbed the chair and sat down next to Harry's hospital room door.
Louis P.O.V
I looked back making sure that Niall left, my small hand started to caress his pale cheek. I looked at how peaceful he looked and my chest started to ache when I saw the bandages on his wrist. I sat down on the small stool that was next to his bed and I just stared at Harry. I admired him while he was laying down peacefully on a hospital bed with bandages over his sliced wrist. I felt a hot tear slowly run down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. I stood but kept my stare at Harry.
"Fucking shit Harry!" I whispered yelled with my voice cracking in the end.
"Why!? You're so selfish!" I said as if he's gonna answer me.
"Fuck! You have no idea how hard it is to see you laying here!" I sat down on the stool again and this time I leaned towards Harry and pecked his cold lips. They were still soft like always but they weren't warm.
"You don't know how crazy I am going for you" I whispered running my hand through his curls.
"Ever since we shared that first kiss, I fell head over heels for you. It's impossible to get the curly haired boy with beautiful emerald eyes out of my head" I put my forehead against his and I grabbed his hand I put his hand over mine and I lightly kissed the top of his hand.
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"Harry I really really like-" I was cut off by a very similar voice. I stayed frozen, I didn't move.
"Harry!" A broken tone was cleared. I turned around and saw Harry's sister Gemma I think standing this with a teddy bear in her hand her grip was tighten onto it.
"What are you doing here?" I asked taking my hand away from Harry's. I know I shouldn't be asking her this because its her brother so she has to be here.
"I came to see my little brother" Gemma looked over at Harry and she broke down.
"Oh, Harry" She whispered as she rushed towards him. I thought she lived in America?
"I knew I should have taken you with me!" She kept whispering to herself and I felt bad for her. I can tell that she really cares for Harry. Gemma looked up at me and wiped her tear off.
"I am so sorry for barging in" She whispered and I waved my hand saying it was alright.
"You're Louis right?" She walked towards me and I nodded.
"You're that guy my brother talks about nonstop. I know how big if an ass you are, you bully him yet he... likes you" She sounded disgusted with she pointed her index finger at me.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you tired of ruining his life!? You are seriously seen my little brother laying on a hospital bed and you have the damn guts to show up here in the first place!? He tried to kill himself!" She poked my chest and I backed away from her. She started to break down again but this time she faked a laugh.
"Stupid prick, I will make sure you get locked up! This is all your fault!" Gemma yelled and I saw Niall standing next to me. It is my fault, he told me he had feelings for me and I didn't express the feelings that I have towards him. But I couldn't admit that it was my fault. I couldn't talk all the guilt. I looked over at Niall and over at Gemma. I rubbed my eyes when my vision started to get blurry, I looked up at the ceiling making sure my tears disappeared.
"I like him" I whispered without even realizing what I just said. I quickly looked over at Niall and his mouth was wide open. I scratched the back of my head and slowly turned around. I opened the hospital door and walked out making sure to slowly close the door behind me. Im going mad! What on earth was I thinking!? I walked through the hallway and saw Harry's mom and Damien sitting on the chairs next to the desk. I saw Harry's mom get up and she rushed towards me.
"How is he?" She grabbed my elbow and I jerked away from her.
"Ma'ma please don't touch me, if you really cared how Harry was doing you wouldn't have just came! You should've been in that room first before anyone, fuck sake you are his mother. Get your head out of your ass!" I whispered yelled making my way out the hospital doors leaving Harry's mom with anger written in her eyes.
This was ehh. I was out of ideas sorry! Its Harolds birthday omgggg he's 23😭😭😭😭😭😭❤❤❤❤❤❤😍❤😍😍😍😍
