“You’ve wanted that for so long?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??” Landon screamed, stomping his feet and looking like a child. Louis frowned and tried to shift away from Nick, feeling his heartbeat pounding in his head from slamming it, Landons screaming didn’t help it either. Nick just sighed and shook his head, trying to ignore the loud screeching’s and he turned his full attention to Louis.
“No…We need to talk..Dont pull away from me” He spoke, loud enough for Louis to hear but quiet enough that Landon stopped talking and stared at them trying to figure out what Nick said. Louis just nodded slowly and pushed away from Nick, who slid to his feet and held his hands out for Louis, who just shook his head and stood to his feet, eyes widening as he staggered to the side, off balance. Nicks eyes slid wider than Louis’ and he jerked his hands forward, gripping Louis’ arms and tugging him against him, barely hearing Landon’s words of ‘Well don’t let me interrupt this love fest, call me when you get over yourself’ before the front door slammed. Louis tried to push against Nicks chest.
“Its fine, im fine…Go after him” He mumbled out, shutting his eyes from the pain shooting across his skull. They heard the sirens pull up in the front and Nick was thankful that at least Landon had already called the ambulance before the whole episode.
“You're way more important” He replied, voice to the point and honest as he shook his head and hoisted Louis up without problem and, despite the younger boys protests, carried him through the house and to the front to let the EMT’s in, leaving a trail of water behind him the whole way.A half hour later Louis nodded his head as a goodbye to the paramedics and turned his head watching them stop by Nick, who was leaning against the doorjamb to the kitchen on the phone. He pulled the phone away from his ear after muttering something into the receiver and they spoke to him, most likely repeating what they told Louis, no sleeping for the next two hours in case of a concussion and if he starts to get dizzy or extremely disoriented, or forgets who he is and any other major things that he needs to go in. Nick just nodded his head, listening intently and stealing glances over at Louis, who sat on the couch, in dry pajama pants and a loose t-shirt and hoodie out of the dryer, which both happened to be Nicks but it was what Nick brought him and he really wasn’t going to complain.
Nick pressed the phone back to his ear and led them out, shutting the door and walking back into the living room, wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of simple grey sweatpants, his hair was dry for the most part but still had some damp spots. Louis couldn’t help but notice he was using the house phone, which came installed already, and a shot of guilt flew through him. His cell was severely water logged and on the table in the kitchen because Nick hadn’t taken it out of his pocket when he jumped in after Louis. Nick pinned the phone between his shoulder and his ear and turned down the hallway, stopping by the closet and pulling out a blanket, he came back and made a sound in agreement and sighed into the phone. Louis stayed quiet, figuring he was talking to Landon, apologizing or something. He tried not to look shocked when Nick spoke next.
"Ok Mum, yeah. He's fine, a headache and tired but we are staying in… Mmhmm.. Yes. Ok M-…..yes, Ill give him your love.. Ok.. Yes ill give it to him….oh my god. I'm hanging up.” He spoke, pulling the phone back and hanging up, setting it down on the table. Louis just glanced up at him, feeling warmth pool in his stomach as he laid the blanket out across Louis’ folded up legs, then he bent and kissed Louis’ temple softly, he pulled back and smiled softly. “From mum… we were supposed to head over for a dinner tonight but..thats not going to happen. So Ill just order some takeaway and we can find something on the telly?” He asked, face looking like a hopeful child’s. Louis let the smile tug on his lips and he nodded. Nick smiled and grabbed the remote sitting himself down next to Louis, reaching forward for the phone. Louis sat there, body leaning towards Nicks from the dip of the couch and holding his own phone. He glanced back over at Nick before looking down. “Well I’m hungry, what kind of food are you thinking?” he asked, flipping through the phone book. Louis just looked away, and back over at him, working his bottom lip in between his teeth. Nick sighed after a few moments and glanced up. “Ok, what’s on your mind, dove? You're silent, which is an honest to God scary thing on its own, but you're upset about something because you're about to pull the skin off your lip” He spoke. Louis frowned slightly and hated that Nick could read him like a book. He took a deep breath and glanced down at his hands, which sat in his lap.
