Hide Away (Larry Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

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I looked down at Louis, my eyes wide. "She what?" I asked, to make sure what I heard was right.

Louis took a few deep breaths and grasped the front of my white t-shirt tightly in his hand. "I-I-I h-had-." He choked on a sob that he refused to let come past his lips.

"Lou...you don't have to talk right now alright? You just- you need to sleep babe," I said, pulling the covers on my bed down. "C'mon. Let's just go to bed okay? We'll get everything sorted out in the morning."

Without saying anything, Louis slowly crawled under the covers, wiping his eyes with the hand that wasn't holding onto my shirt. "O-Okay."

I forced a smile, but in actuallity, my heart was breaking seeing Louis like this. I could have sworn I'd never seen anyone more broken in my whole entire life.

Louis laid his head on my pillow and sniffled his nose, looking up at me. "I-I'm sorry."

My heart broke a little more.

"There's nothing to be sorry about Lou."

I don't know what happened. All I know is that he had a really bad asthma attack. A really bad one, and that's definately not his fualt. He can't help that he has the worse case of asthma I've ever seen. He always has to carry an inhaler with him and he constantly uses it because his breathing is never normal. So he has absolutely nothing to be sorry about.

Louis snuggled into my pillow and wiped the stray tears off his cheek.

I stood up and looked down at him. "Are you alright now?"

He just nodded and closed his eyes, pulling the covers up to his chin.

"Ok. I'll see you in the morning Lou," I said, walking over to the door and opening it. "Goodnight." I closed the door behind me and walked toward the stairs, cutting the hallway light off.

"Harry."

My mum was standing outside her door looking at me. "Harry, is he alright?"

I walked over to her. "Yeah. He had an attack and his mum wasn't there," I whispered.

Mum nodded her head, taking in what I said. "She wasn't there?"

I shook my head. "I dunno mum. I told him we'd talk about it in the morning. He looked so tired. He's sleeping now."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Sure about what?" I whispered, confused.

Mum looked behind me and flicked her head at what she was looking at. "Doesn't look like he's sleeping to me."

I turned around and Louis was standing in my doorway. "Harry," He whispered.

By this time mum had already gone back into her room.

"Harry...," Louis whispered again.

I quickly walked over to him. "What is it Lou? Are you alright?"

He looked up at me. "I just- um- c-could you...could you sleep w-with me?"

"If that's what you want," I whispered. He looked so tired. I couldn't believe he was still up. His head was literally falling and he jerked when he realized he was falling asleep standing up.