Twisted Soul

Chapter 17

~Louis POV~

The next days nothing important happened. Literally nothing. Not even his heartbeat changed or anything else.

Until the day he got reanimated.

It was a cloudy day and it was in the afternoon. I sat beside his bed, watching his angelic face, when his eyes opened wide and he began to stutter "L- Louis ? Louis ? LOUIS?!" He yelled and looked at me with an euphoric expression. "Hazz, you're awake oh my god you can't imagine how I missed you you fucking litte-" then he closed his eyes and his heart stopped beating.

The first thing I felt was confusion. Wait, what? Why did that just happen? Is he joking?

I shook him "Harry? Hey!" ,but soon I got pushed aside by a doctor and three nurses. I was out of mind. Zoned out, so I didn't heart the nurses yell at me. "BACK AWAY" I shook my heard furiously to concentrate what's just going on and stepped away letting the people around me do their work.

"PREPARE THE REANIMATION! NOW!" The doctor yells

"I NEED THE DEFIBRILLATOR! 400 1,2,3 back away!!" Then a shock went through Harry's body. His chest bulged and then fell back to the bed. "WE LOOSE HIM! AGAIN 400 1,2,3 BACK AWAY!" They repeated the whole process 2 times until I saw his heartbeat steadied. I didn't noticed I was crying until I felt that my cheeks were completely wet and I was sobbing like mad.

The doc took me aside.

"Mr. Tomlinson well as much as I hate cliché sentences, I have good and bad news for you." I tried a smile but failed badly. He continued "Yor boyfriend is steady and he will wake up any time soon but also he was a long time with no oxygen in his brain and it could be damaged which can cause temporary amnesia or even worse. He has also maybe no oriantation or one of his 5 senses could be highly affected." No oxygen, highly effected, damaged. The words repeated over and over again in my head. "Uhhm.. He isn't my boyfriend..." I stated quietly but then turned my gaze to Harry who laid there eyes closed and shirt ripped. The doc patted my shoulder. "Maybe you should stay here until he wakes up. You two seem to be pretty close." I took a seat beside his bed and rested my head on my crossed arms which lay on the hospital bed.

~three hours later~

I woke up by Harry shifting in his bed uncomfortably. Suddenly he sat up and looked me dead in the eyes.

"Who are you? And where am I?"