*Louis' POV*
What we say behind the door, didn't really surprise me. It was exactly how I pictured it. The boys on the other hand, where all screaming an crying. I I turned around to look at the four frantic people behind me, and screamed, "SHUT UP!" They all looked at me in shock but didn't say anything. "Liam, you need to count all the pills, the ones in the bottle and on the floor. Zayn go pick up the razor that on the floor and flush it down the toilet. Niall help me carry Harry to my room." I say while taking my hoodie and t-shirt off, not even caring that all of my scars where showing, jut about Harry. I grabbed the arm that bled the most, and wrapped it with the t-shirt. "Niall get his legs." I say while grabbing Harry under the arms. He grabbed his legs and we walked to my room. "Lou! there's 39 pills all together!" Liam yelled from Harry's bathroom. "How many were in the bottle to begin with?" I yelled back. desperate for the answer that would determine if we were going to the hospital or not. "45 to begin with." he said walking into the room. When he saw me changing Harry into a pair of pajamas and putting him under the blanket, he got angry. "WHY THE HELL ARENT WE TAKING HIM TO AN EMERGENCY ROOM LOUIS!? WHY ARE YOU COVERING HIM UP WE SHOULD BE PUTTING HIM IN THE CAR, NOT BED!" He screamed at me. "Liam he'll be fine." I said, laying down next to Harry. "How do you know that Louis? he took five piss and sliced his arms and stomach. He isn't going to wake up." I stood up from my position and slapped him. "Look Liam," I said and pointed to my arm. I counted out seven of the at least twenty just on my one arm and then said, "I did all these and took twelve pills, didn't go to the ER because no one decided to check on me in my room. I woke up the next morning. Do you have any idea how upsetting it is when you wake up from what you thought was an endless sleep? No you don't. He's going to want his friends when he wakes up, not strange doctors ad nurses that he's never met. So get the hell out of my room, you and the boys can sleep in the guest room tonight. I'll come get you if he wakes up." I said while going back to the bed and cuddling up next to Harry.
*Harry's POV*
"Okay Harry, it's time to go back." My grandpa said. "But grandpa! I don't want to go! I want to stay here, with you." I said while going to hug him. "Harry he loves you. Louis loves you. He has for a while. You have no idea what your putting him through by not being there." He said and I just nodded, not fully processing what he said. "Time to go Harry, I'll see you when the time is right. I love you." Then everything disappeared an everything was black again, but a peaceful black, like I was asleep. Then I heard him talking. "I love you Harry. Please come back. I promise I'll never leave you! Please Harry." He sobbed out. I opened my heavy eyes and groaned. "Harry?!" he basically yelled right next to my head. I squeezed my eyes shut and mumbled a barely audible "Shh Lou... head ache." He just chuckled and mumbled a 'I love you Harry.'
