Then I met him💗

Hospital

Derek could hear but he couldn't speak or move. He could hear styles comforting him, saying he would be there every step of the way. He was also begging him to wake up, for all of a sudden bright life to come back to his limp half-dead body. He was begging him to wake up, kiss and hug him, tell him everything was going to be okay. It was styles turn to feel alone but right now Derek would give anything to take his pain, emotional pain.

He was lying there still, almost dead. Then Lydia and Scott came in the room looking dreadful. Styles were so..they said. Before they could finish styles interrupted them. Get out. Styles it me said Lydia. I SAID GET OUT!

Styles was sick of everyone, even strangers trying to support him. It was they're fault that Derek, poor Derek was here. He hated everyone and everything except Derek. He's his best friend, his boyfriend, his soulmate, the only reason he wakes up in the morning. Not that he was waking up anymore he hadn't slept since that night, that awful night, he couldn't even if he wanted to. He was struck emotionally and he couldn't handle it (the pain).

Please just wake up please, he said crying. He kissed Derek's cheek. I love you. Styles happy, joyful, funny mind had turned into hell.

Just relax I'm fine and soon will you be. He kept saying things like it will be okay but he knew they were only words. It was hard talking to an almost dead body.

Don't worry you'll be fine soon, I promise.