Fairytale (l.s) ✔️

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A/N: sorry for the wait, I have so much on my hands rn, but here's the chapter you've all been waiting for.

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"He's flat lining."

Louis falls down, knees colliding with the tiled flooring of the hospital hallway. He feels insane, as his mind is spinning, causing him to feel increasingly nauseous.

He shakes his head, trying to get the thought of Harry dying out of his head, but that seems to be the only thing he can think about.

Louis keeps his palms rested on the cool floor, not caring that he was in the way of people. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't survive without Harry.

Louis hears a gasp from above, lidded eyes slightly looking up as he sees Niall standing there, immediately bending down to help Louis up.

And Louis feels pathetic. He feels pathetic as Niall picks up his limp body, helping him to the chairs, leaving and soon returning with a cup of water, helping Louis drink it.

Louis feels helpless, but what else could he do? He could be losing his only source of happiness.

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Louis wakes up to a nurse asking him if he needs any help. Almost immediately, Louis asks her about Harry. She looks at his pleading expression, in pity, before saying that she'll go check for any updates.

The middle-aged nurse soon returns. "Sir, Mr. Styles is in a very critical condition right now. We have managed to get him stable and are hoping for a response soon. You may go see him, but please be careful." She says, startled by Louis' hasty run to the room.

Louis enters the hospital room, sitting down on the plastic chair next to Harry's bed. And Harry already looks better, there is a faint rosiness back in his cheeks, and the oddly satisfying pink color of his lips start to return, and Louis starts to feel reassured.

He looks at Harry, deciding to talk to the man, regardless of whether he can hear anything he says or not.

"Harry. God, Harry I love you so much. Yesterday, when they said you were flat-lining, you don't know how much I wished that we could switch places. You don't know how much I wished to take your pain away and make it mine. Oh, Harry. If, no, when you wake up, I'm probably going to slap you, and then kiss you." Louis says, laughing slightly, ushering his tears away.

"Anne is so worried about you, as are all your employees, Harry. They all respect you so much, they look up to you, and once you're better, they'll probably be thrilled to get away from Mr. Larsson. Perrie says he's a real pain in the arse." Louis says, softly squeezing Harry's hand, to reassure himself.

"I always wonder why I'm always in the hospital, even when I'm not the one getting hurt. And I've decided, that I don't want to be in the hospital anymore, except for y'know, happy occasions." Louis says, now rubbing circles on the back of Harry's hand.

"Niall thinks I'm going insane, which is probably true. I'm going crazy without you, Harry. So you better wake up before I get enrolled in an asylum." Louis jokes, mood dropping as he doesn't get a reply, but he doesn't really know what he should've expected.

"You know, Harry, I'd really appreciate it if this was like a cheesy romance movie and you'd suddenly wake up," Louis says, with the smallest bit of hope in his voice, which soon gets stripped away as the hospital room remains quiet, the constant beeping of the heart monitor being the only sound echoing the walls.

"It was worth a try," Louis says.

"Okay, I'm going to get a coffee, don't go anywhere," Louis says, rolling his eyes as he realizes what he just said.

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Liam and Zayn walk into the hospital room, both looking extremely tired.

Zayn waits by the door as Liam walks to Harry's hospital bed, sitting down on one of the chairs surrounding the uncomfortable looking mattress.

"I never thought I'd be saying this, Harry-" Liam starts off. "But I really hope you'll be okay. With you here, I haven't really got any good competition." Liam jokes.

"No, but really, Harry. I genuinely hope that you'll get through this. I know how strong you are, I've seen it, and always aspired to be like you. No matter what I say, you're always going to be an amazing businessman. And I hope one day, I can have the pleasure to be as elevating as you. I just wanted to make a quick stop to make sure that you're okay because I would never admit this to you when you're awake." Liam says, standing up with a sigh.

He then interlocks his hand with Zayn's, content, as he walks towards the exit.

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"Stupid machine tried stealing my money," Louis complains, returning as he sits back down on the seat, placing his coffee on the side table.

He takes Harry's hand into his once more, just a habit now.

"I love you." Louis reminds, surging forward to press a kiss to Harry's cheek, but freezing in the process as he feels a faint squeeze on his hand.

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A/N: yeah, this chapter was mainly people talking to Harry, just to show you guys how they are feeling. And I promise the next chapter isn't going to be as boring as this one. Please comment how you feel about Liam's sudden change of heart and don't forget to vote! ❤️❤️🏳️‍🌈