Masked - A Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction

Chapter 16 - Masked

I awoke to the sound of someone crying beside me. I groaned, opening my eyes – I feel like shit. Mentally and Physically.

"Harry?"

I was broken away from my thoughts immediately.

"M-Mum?"

She sobbed harder wrapping her arms around my neck. I buried my face in her hair.

"Mum, I m-missed you so much," I breathed out, against the fragrant scent of her hair.

And by now I was sobbing just as hard as she was.

"Oh Harry," She finally managed. She pulled away from my embrace gently, and pushed the curls out of my eyes. "Why baby? Why?" Her voice had dropped to a whisper, as she shook her head.

I wiped a tear that escaped her eye as she spoke. "I'm here now Mum."

She began to cry again, re-hugging me. "I love you Harry,"

"I-I love you t-too Mum," I said, choking up on my words.

This is what I would've left behind.

"And you still can, she doesn't care about you Harry, no one does."

I bit my tongue forcing myself to hold back from lashing out.

She pulled away at the sound of someone walking in the door, I looked up at the same time she did. There looking as broken as ever, stood Louis, resting his body against the door frame.

"I'll leave you two," My mum muttered, "I'll talk to you later honey."

She kissed my forehead, before gently cupping my cheek with her hand. "I love you Harry," She repeated looking directly into my eyes.

"I love you too." I whispered, looking away as I spoke. She looked so fragile, and it was all my fault. I couldn't bear to see my own mother turn into a mess because I was turning into a monster.

She sighed, nodding before he walked out gently touching Louis arm as she left, he smiled politely at her.

"Hi Lou," I whispered.

I watched him as he walked over to the chair my mother had just sat in. His eyes were sad, and blood shot – deep shades of purple hiding beneath them. His hair was a tangled mess. His skin was an unnatural pale, and the skin on his face seemed to stretch too tightly over his cheekbones. He'd gotten so much worse.

"Harry," He whispered, tears at the brim of his eyes.

"Don't cry Lou," I whispered. "Please."

"I-I thought you were dead Harry!"

"So did I, Lou," I whispered tears forming in my eyes as well. He shook his head, biting his lip in attempt to stop the tears.

I touched his arm. "Boobear please," I croaked.

He shook off my arm.

"Don't you dare call me that," He hissed. "I'm out Harry, I can't do this. I-I'm done."

I watched him as he got up and began to walk out without a second glance.

I shifted my body so my whole back was against the wall behind the hospital bed, my voice only as soft a whisper.

"That's it Louis? You're just going to give up like that?"

He stopped his tracks. "I don't sign up for this Harry!"

"And you think I did?"

He didn't respond; he just looked at me with his tired eyes.

"Lou, please don't leave me when I need you most."

As I finished I began to break into a coughing fit. He didn't move from his spot, he just watched as I pretty much coughed my lungs up.

"A bucket!" I managed through coughs. "Lou, I need a bucket!"

I wasn't quite sure if he was going to move or not. He seemed almost like a statue, his body planted firmly in place. A nurse rushed passed him, a bucket in her hand. She glared at Louis who still refused to move. I began to throw up; she held back my curls as I did. This only made it worse. I began to cry as she held them, it reminded me of the morning I woke up hang-over and Louis was the one to hold back my curls.

Louis must have felt the same, because as I managed to look up at him, though he hadn't moved an inch a single tear had fallen onto his pale cheek.

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