my angel l.s

chapter #40

harry wakes up a good hour later, him wearing a hospital gown. he opens his eyes slowly, blinking them and looking around the room.

"where am i?" he whispered softly, looking around, "harry!" zayn gasped, "baby, are you alright?"

"head hurts, want something to drink." he mumbled, "chest hurts too, and ankle." zayn hit the call button, "got it."

the nurse came in, getting harry some apple juice with a bendy straw, due to request, and some medicine to help him feel better.

"wanna go home. zayn. already patched up and everything." he turned his head, zayn shook his head with a sigh. "gotta wait till we can, just let's let you rest for a few, okay? liam is coming—"

"louis? is he?"

"do you—"

"no, he got me in this stupid hospital." harry frowned, sipping some of his apple juice as the nurse placed it down. "but harry, louis probably didn't even—"

"i don't care, don't want louis here." he reclined his bed forward more, liam walking in the room.

"hey, harry you feeling alright?" he walked over to him, giving him a small hug with a kiss on the cheek. "i'm okay, head and my chest hurts, and my ankle." he sighed, liam putting the bag by the bed.

"got the bag here." he told zayn, zayn nodding. "thanks.. harry, want anything?"

"want my bear." he frowned, moving in the bed, "okay, let me get it."

harry has this bear his dad got him, it being one of the best things his dad has ever got him.

it's helped him through hard times, panic attacks, hospital visits, family problems, anything.

harry loves the bear so much.

he held it to his chest as it was given to him, "got some bad news for you.. unfortunately."

"what?" harry asked, straightening up in his seat.

"well, the veterinarians did tests on sadie, and apparently he has rabies.. they're going to have to put him down because he bit you and it'd be better if he was put down now then die shortly later." liam frowned, sniffing. the dog meant a lot to him too, his mum getting sadie for louis for his birthday.

"what? oh my gosh, i can't believe this." zayn frowned, harry shook his head, mumbling no's under his breath.

"it's all my fault, it's all my fault." he got out, tears slipping down his cheeks. "if i wasn't such a nuisance he wouldn't be getting put down, this is all my fault." harry started balling, rocking back and forth, his breathing starting to quicken.

"harry, no.. no it's not your fault. calm down, baby. let's breathe, yeah?" liam rubbed his back, but harry shook his head once again. "i'm a dog murderer. all my fault, louis' gonna hate me so much, i killed his dog." he wailed, hands covering his face as he rocked.

liam wrapped his arms around him as best as he could, whispering things to him that'd try to get him to calm down.

"harry, baby.. you didn't kill him, you didn't at all. sadie wasn't feeling well anyway." liam told him softly, rubbing his back. harry buried his face into his neck, sobs still being heard.

liam heard his phone ring, "zayn get it please.." he continued shushing and comforting harry, soon sniffles and small coughs are the only things heard from him.

"what do you want?" zayn sighed, "no, harry's-"

the nurse entered the room, "harry, we're going to have to give you stitches, and you'll have to stay a day or two due to trauma and all." zayn quickly hung up the phone, harry starting to cry again. "i hate stitches! they hurt so much, please, i don't want them!"