Your little secret

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*Louis' POV*

It had now been a day since I let Harry go. I hadn't heard from him, I completely understand why but I was worried about him. I'd broken it off with Oli just after Harry had left.

None of the boys had contacted me about Harry either so I decided to make the first move.

To Niall (12:20pm):

"It's been ages since I spoke to Harry ! Is he alright? I miss him, tell him I'm sorry . Xx"

He replied almost immediately.

From Niall (12:20pm):

"Alright Lou! Yeah, Harrys fine, he's still a bit upset, it's best if u stay away for abit, mate xx"

That hurt. Harry didn't want to see me.

I wouldn't give up that easily, I planned on going round to Liams after lunch.

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I rushed the rest of my dinner so I could go see my Harry.

My car approached Liams drive. It was taken up with Liams and Nialls car, but not Harrys.

Weird, thought Liam said he was here?

Not wanting to waste another second, I got out and was about to bang on the door when I heard voices from inside.

"We can't hide it for much longer, Li"

"Yeah I know, he's probably getting suspicious" Zayn added.

Next it was Liams voice I heard.

"He needs to know about Harry I suppose, but it'll be hard for him, he might not remember him"

His door was unlocked so I just stormed in.

"What happened to Harry?" I demanded.

They all looked at me, their faces as white as a sheep.

"Sit down, Lou"

"What is it, Liam?"

"Zayn, can you explain, I can't do this" Liam walked off almost in tears.

Zayn looked my dead in the eyes.

"Well, the night Harry found you, he, not sure really but somehow he crashed his car and is now in a coma" He spoke rather calmly.

"That was so long ago, why have you not told me?" I barked at him.

"We didn't want to upset you, there's something else-"

"There's a high chance he will have amnesia" Niall interrupted.

I ran off. I got in my car and headed for the hospital.

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"Where is Harry Styles, miss?"

"Louis Tomlinson, right?"

"Uh yeah? Where is he?"

"Um, I have been informed that you should keep away, for a while"

"Just tell me where he is!" I shouted, anger and frustration leaking out in my voice.

"H-he's in room 13 in intensive care" She replied hesitantly.

"Wasn't so hard, was it? Thanks"

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I pushed open Harrys door...

"Harry?"

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