Cry Cut Hide Repeat [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 15

Louis POV

3 hours later

I waved my hand in front of Harry's face for what felt the the hundredth time, while Dr. Rhodes shined a small but extremely bright light into his eyes.

"Still no response. He has genuinely lost his sight. I'll run some tests to determine hopefully what exactly the cause is. For now, I suggest you contact the other lads that were with you before and let them know. We've already informed his family, but they won't be able to make it down. There are serious storm warnings where his parents are, and it's much too dangerous for them to fly out."

I nodded at everything Dr. Rhodes was saying, and watched him exit to retrieve equipment. I gently rested my hand on Harry's and he flinched, unable to see it was me. I sighed.

"Sorry," he said. I just responded by squeezing his hand. I decided it was a good idea to call the boys, so I stood and left.

My phone conversation with Liam didn't last long. It was something I figured I should tell them in person, so I just told him there was an advancement, and that they should come to the hospital.

After I hung up, I went back into Harry's room and sat down.

"Louis?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's me," I responded. Moments later, Dr. Rhodes walked in.

"Hello Harry," he said. "I'm going to first ask you some questions, to see if you had a head injury when you fell."

"When I fell?" Harry asked. My stomach lurched. Then I realized he didn't know I knew.

"Oh yeah, never mind. When I hit the mirror." Harry nodded.

"Yes," Dr. Rhodes said. "These questions might seem silly, but they really will help me find out what happened."

Harry nodded.

"State your full name."

"Harry Edward Styles."

"The man next to you, state his full name."

"Louis William Tomlinson."

I smiled softly at Harry's confidence.

"There were 3 gentlemen in to visit you while you were still in your coma, they are good friends of yours. Can you give me 3 names that are guesses of who they might be?"

"Liam Payne, Niall Horan, and Zayn Malik."

"3 out of 3, very impressive. Now, can you tell me how old you are, and your birthday?"

"I'm 20 years old, I was born on February 1st."

"Good Harry. This question coming up is the final one, and the hardest."

Harry swallowed, but nodded.

Someone walked into the room. I turned and smiled when I saw who it was.

"Hello Harry!" They said.

"Who was that?" Dr. Rhodes asked. "Who said that?"

"Paul?!" Harry said smiling. I smiled wide too.

"Hey bud," Paul said walking behind me. He reached around me, and ruffled Harry's hair with his huge hand. Harry, still looking straight ahead, smiled even wider. Dr. Rhodes smiled at the three of us. We smiled a lot.

"Harry, I'm going to take some blood tests. I'd like to see if there's anything there that can help us." Harry nodded, and was too happy about Paul's showing to even flinch at the needle.

We talked and visited with Paul until the boys showed up. It was just in time, Dr. Rhodes walked in with Harry's blood test results.

"We've diagnosed Harry's blindness as an effect of the massive blood loss. His body was drained of so much blood, that not enough was reaching the retinas. As the retinas require a large steady amount of blood flow, the lack of has taken away his vision. Our hopes are that as we slowly replace the lost blood, Harry's vision will return. Unfortunately, this may be a long process."

"Wait... blindness?!" Liam asked, panicky. Dr. Rhodes, Harry, Paul and I all nodded sadly.

"Like I just explained, the blood loss has caused Mr. Styles to lose his sight."

Sitting next to Harry, a crazy idea popped in my head. If I married Harry, what would our names be? Would I take Styles? Would he take Tomlinson? Would we hyphenate?

I mentally punched myself.

We aren't dating, Harry doesn't think of me like that. Jeez Louise... well Louis. Ha...

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Niall waving his hand in front of my face.

"Don't tell me you're blind too!!" He joked. I smiled weakly, he had tried to lighten the mood, but it was too shitty to lighten.

"We're going for dinner mate," Zayn said.

"I'm not," I replied. I reached for Harry's hand. He took it willingly, and gently squeezed.

"Louis, you need to eat," he said.

"No, I need to stay here," I said firmly.

Zayn gave me a knowing look. I grimaced, deciding that maybe my spur of the moment burst about my being in love with Harry wasn't such a great idea.

"Please Louis! Go eat! You've been with me for several hours, go have dinner."

He was staring straight ahead still, and I really didn't want to leave, but he was just... Harry. I had to do what he asked.

"Fine," I said. "But I'm coming back after!!"

Harry nodded.

"While he's gone, Harry, you should try and get some sleep." Dr. Rhodes recommended.

Harry nodded again, and closed his eyes.

I sighed as I heard him mumble almost incoherent words about how he didn't really have to close his eyes because it didn't make a difference.

My eyes shut in exasperation. I desperately wanted Harry to get his sight back.

Fast.

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