I Never Gave Up (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 8 - Once more?

IMPORTANT: YOU MUST RE-READ THE END OF CHAPTER SEVEN BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER! IT HAS BEEN CHANGED! SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE CHANGED VERSION OF IT, GO READ IT BEFORE READING THIS CHAPTER! THANK YOU!!

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I think that I'm dead. But if I'm still thinking, then how could I be dead? Oh please tell me that I'm not in a coma again! How long are you gonna make it this time God?! Ten years? Twenty?!

"Alyssa?" I heard a faint whisper call. I could barely hear the person, but I could tell that it was a male voice. "Lyss?" Only five males get to call me that with my ok; it has to be either one or all five of the boys! Oh come on me! Wake up! Now! Open your damn eyes! You can do it! I could start seeing light through a small crack, and the light progressively got bigger. Soon, I could see everything around me, including all of the boys, looking out of the window, except Louis, who was sitting next to me with his head in his hands. He looks so adorable! How could I do this to him? If the stories of us are all true, then he has gone through so much, all because I was stupid enough to not move out of the way of a flipping truck coming right at me!

I looked down and saw that the hospital staff hadn't bothered putting me in a hospital gown, I don't know why though. I also saw the IV's stuck in my arms, and the fact that I had paler skin than any normal skin was not a very happy sight for me.

"Louis?" I whispered quiet enough so the other boys would hear, but he would. His head shot up in surprise and looked at me as his eyes started to water.

"Alyssa." He said in disbelief. "Oh my god Alyssa!" He whispered again while standing up and giving me the biggest hug I have ever received. "I'm so happy right now! The doctors told me that you might not make it, but you did! And you're alive and oh my god I could kiss you Alyssa!" I thought about how I kissed him last night... or was it last night... I don't really know... but I know that the feeling was great. Should I let him kiss me?

"Louis?" I said with a shaky voice. He looked me in the eye and I could see that his smile was falling. "Kiss me." I told him. "Please." He didn't waste another second as his lips landed on mine. I could feel something wet come between our lips, and noticed that we were both crying. He cupped my face, but didn't try to kiss me any harder. He was acting as if I would break if he held me to hard.

"Well then. Are we interrupting something?" I heard a cheeky voice speak from the other side of the room. Louis pulled away from me slowly, but gave me a quick peck on the lips before standing up to look at Harry. I looked over at the boys as well and they were all chuckling, but were trying not to make it obvious. They were failing miserably.

"Haha boys! Very funny!" I said before turning away from their laughing faces. "So, how long have I been here? It doesn't feel like I've been here long." They all went silent, please don't be bad news!

"Well, you've kind of been here for a week." Well that isn't that bad, I guess.

"And do the doctors know what happened?" Louis returned to the spot that I saw him in when I woke up, and the boys crowded around me. They all let out a sigh which kind of freaked me out a bit. It's weird how synchronized they are with each other.

"The doctor told us that when you left the hospital a few weeks ago, you still had a minor head injury, but it wasn't bad, so they could let you leave. I told them about the headaches that you had been getting, and he said that that was just from the injury, and should've been gone within a few weeks. Then he explained that when we had gone out for ice cream that night, seeing all of the flashing lights and being rushed around started raising your blood pressure, which wasn't good for your head. Soon, your brain 'started getting confused' as the doctor said, and cut your oxygen allowed into your brain by half, which made you faint, but since you weren't very high on oxygen in your brain, and your blood pressure kept raising, the doctor said that that's why you were out for a week." I stared at Louis as he explained all of this to me, and looked at the other boys as if looking for confirmation. They nodded at me and I threw my head down onto my pillow. My head actually doesn't hurt at the moment so this is good! After fiveish minutes of sitting there listening to the boys talking about what I've missed in a week, a question dawned over me.