Can't Let Him Go Larry Stylinson BoyxBoy On Hold

Chapter 9

The medical stuff in this chapter is NOT accurate. Although VS does exist, people do not go into vegetative state due to emotional turmoil or depression.

Zayn POV:

Louis is still not responding to anyone. We're all gathered in his room and he is taking absolutely no notice of anyone. He didn't even blink while I was checking his vitals. Jay is out of her mind with worry and Niall is trying to comfort her. I'm grateful for his support, to be honest. Lou and I never had anyone else before him and right now, I'm on the verge of breaking down but Niall's the one encouraging me to keep it together and complete my diagnosis.

I've got a bad feeling though. Of course, Louis will need to have a MRI testing, CT scan and some other tests to confirm but it is getting clear to me that possible, Louis has gone into a vegetative state, which basically means that while he is aware of his surroundings, he cannot respond or even understand much of what's happening. Louis is trapped inside his own brain. Psychologists are still trying to make sense of why this entrapment occurs but as of now, the only patients who got better were those who snapped out of this state by themselves. Louis has to face his demons alone, we can only wait.

I need to make arrangements for him immediately, Wolverhampton Crown Place Hospital is the closest hospital to provide care for Vegetative State patients and that's almost 2 hours' drive from here. I turn to Jay.

"We have to move him to Wolverhampton, Jay. It's the best place to help him right now. I'm gonna call the hospital there and inform them about his condition. Niall, please help Jay get her things together." They both nod and leave the room with lingering concerned glances at Louis.

I sigh and grab my cell to make the necessary calls.

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Harry POV:

After those two left, I decide to go talk to Taylor. I don't think it's a good idea for her to stay here anymore. All this is just going to hurt her even more now that my sexuality is also out in the open. Plus, it's awkward being in the same room as her. I mean, I did take her virginity but I don't remember that and I couldn't ever bring myself to touch her in that way even when I'd convinced myself I didn't love Louis anymore. It just never felt right. I take Taylor's hand and lead her to the dining table, pulling her chair like a gentleman before taking my seat.

"So..." she prompts, staring pointedly at my now crooked nose.

"So, nothing. Louis' being a drama queen and his friend is a protective dick." I say snarkily, playing with my hands.

She puts a hand on my shoulder. "What happened, Haz? You know you can trust me."

"Yeah, I just...it's just that you were helping me and that idiot just blew up on you and basically ruined our get back together. Now he's over reacting as always and his friends are jumping to conclusions, blaming you when it was MY entire fault. I'm so tired of this bullcrap, Tay. I just want it to be over now. I've made a decision and I hope you will respect that unlike Louis." I look up at her.

"Harry, you know I'm okay with whatever makes you happy. I love you and to see you happy makes me happy." She smiles and I'm once again hit with remorse at how wrong Lou is about Taylor. He will never know what a sweet and generous person she is.

"Please don't take this the wrong way but I want you to leave Taylor. Things are already bad enough and since you came here with me, everyone is going to blame you for this shit. I also want to apologize for Louis and his behaviour" She looks shocked but recovers quickly.

"I don't mind, Harry. You need someone with you." I don't need someone, I need Louis. But I can't have him because he hates me and I won't hurt you any longer as well.

"Please, Taylor. I'll be fine. I just don't want anyone hurting you like Louis did. You don't deserve such filthy words. You are beautiful and sweet and deserve someone who can love you truly."

"I just want you, Harry." She replies and something flashes in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Taylor but I cannot change the fact that I'm gay even if there was no Louis in the picture. I love you but it's just not enough." I tell her with a tone of finality in my voice.

"Ok Harry, I respect your wishes. I'll call up my cousin and go stay with him. But can we still be friends? Ed doesn't live far, just over in Everton. We can still meet up and stuff. I don't want to lose you completely, Harry." She has tears in her eyes and I feel like a shitty person all over again.

"I'd like that as well." I give her a weak smile which she reciprocates with a hug.

"I'll go call Ed now." She pulls away and I nod. Well, that's that then. If only Louis was so understanding as well... I shake my head to clear my thoughts. I've got to stop thinking like that. Louis hates me and I will hate him as well.

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Taylor POV:

I go out into the yard to call Ed, my step-cousin. We might not like each other but he's my only hope to remain close to Harry and ensure he doesn't get with Louis or anyone else for that matter. Harry's mine.

*Ring Ring* *Ring Ring*

Pick up, you redheaded freak.

*Ring Rin- "Hello?" a sleepy voice answers.

"Why're you still sleeping, freak?" I say.

"Oh, look, the wicked witch of the west is calling." Ed answers.

"Cut the crap, I need a place to stay, let me stay at yours or I'll tell your mum about that time when you and Grimshaw-" he cuts me off before I can complete.

"That was one time, and what is this, fifth grade or something?" He whines. Ugh, annoying bastard.

"Fine, you can stay as long you don't get in my way." Yes!

"Stay out of mine and I'll stay out of yours." I say. "Deal!" I cut the call and just stand there, thinking about the talk I had with Louis the other day. He slaps like a bitch but it's all worth it. Harry and Louis won't be able to get back together. Harry belongs to me and that slut had the nerve to try and steal him. Obviously, I had to teach him a lesson. Trying to steal my Harry. He better stay away from now on.

Soooooo....Louis the vegetable...any comments? no? oh well, not like I can force anyone, hehe:) I'm so weird though, I go from seriously inspired on what to write to suddenly zero ideas and then everything flows back in just as suddenly as it left.

I'm listening to Alive right now and Niall's voice is sex.

Vote, comment and sleep

Nida