Troublemaker(Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 44

Louis' POV:

I left Ariel's room with a large amount of shock. After closing the door behind her, her mother burst into tears, leaning on my shoulder for support.

I couldn't support her, though. My brain never got to process the thought of Ariel's mother crying beside me, all I could think of was Ariel's words, going through my mind every second and consuming me.

'A spine transplant. It would give me a 56 percent chance of recovering, but it could be a fatal surgery.'

Tears formed in my eyes as I gritted my teeth together, looking down at the floor angrily. Why? Why of all people, why does this have to happen to Ariel? MY Ariel??

Finally, I gain enough sense to put an arm around Ariel's mother's shoulder, letting her lean into me and cry some more. My body was shaking at the thought that Ariel may not make it through this surgery, and if she did, she may never be able to walk again.

Is this my fault?

The question posed in my head and I felt my body weakening at the thought. "Ariel..." I whisper, trailing off as a tear escapes my eye. "W-we have t-to go home." Ariel's mom sobs, and I numbly nod to her.

We forcefully walk out of the hospital, knowing that in less than 24 hours, we would be back here and praying that Ariel would make it out of her surgery okay. The drive home was completely silent, me deciding to drive since Ariel's mom was too much of a wreck to do so.

When we reached our houses, both of us gave each other a nod before heading into our separate homes. I walked inside my house, immediately met with a hug from my mother.

"Louis! It seems you haven't been home in ages! What's been taking up all your time?" she asks me with a bright smile, but as soon as she notices my dull expression, her face falls.

"Louis, what's wrong?" she asks me and I shake my head, tears coming to my eyes. "Ariel...she's having a surgery tomorrow. She may not make it." I whisper and her eyes widen, her hands covering her mouth as she releases a gasp.

"What? How?" she asks me and I let out a sigh, telling her the story of how I saved Ariel from him, and to her in the hospital, to her telling us the news.

My mother was crying at the end of it, but I don't blame her. I was crying too. The tears that escaped my eyes without my permission stained my cheek, my body still shaking as I thought of what Ariel must be feeling right now. She's probably alone in her hospital room, crying and fearing the coming day.

"I'm sorry Louis. I'm glad that you're going to be there for her, though. She needs you." she whispers to me and I give my mother a doubting look. "No matter how much that girl may deny it, she needs you Louis. I saw it in her eyes whenever she came here, and I know it was in her expression whenever she watched you fight. She needs you, terribly. So you have to be there for her." my mother says and I feel my heart cracking slightly.

Maybe my mother was right. Ariel did need me, just like I needed her. I need her more than she could ever imagine, and if she doesn't make it through this surgery, I don't know what I will do.

I nod to my mother, walking away from her without another word. I should've thanked her for telling me that, but honestly, I just wanted to be alone. I needed my one night of grieving and preparation to what may happen, so that, if Ariel does indeed die, I can be the one people lean on.

That's how it's always been with me, so that's how it's always going to stay. I think to myself bitterly, memories of when someone in my family died, I would always appear strong in front of everyone, but behind closed doors, when I was alone, I cried myself to sleep.

I don't want that to be the case this time. I want Ariel to make it out alive and well, so that we can all smile together and remain happy. Even if she is crippled, even if she can't walk or move for the rest of her life, I will promise to never leave her side.

She's changed me for the better, and I never thought that it was possible for someone to affect me like she has. But Ariel has flipped my world around, making me see the beauty in things that I haven't before. Now, all I want to do is return that to her, so that she never has to worry about anything ever again.

Staring out my window, my fists ball up as my body begins to shake, tears in my eyes as I stare out into the evening sun. My teeth were gritted together and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that the tears would go away. 

None of this was supposed to happen. Ariel was supposed to recover just fine, she wasn't supposed to have surgery. I was planning such a big welcome home for her too...

My eyes shot open at the thought of the party I was going to throw her. "Crap." I mutter, my thoughts completely distracting me. I had told Harry that we were going to set up for this party in three days, and that was yesterday. There was no way Ariel was coming home tomorrow or the next day. Even the next week.

I sent out a quick text to Harry to tell him that the plans have been postponed for now. His response was expected, a simple 'why?' to expose his curiosity.

I couldn't tell him everything...no, that's not something I could do. Instead of telling him the full reason, I replied to him saying that Ariel was having trouble and would be staying in the hospital for a while longer.

Telling Harry would definitely break the small amount of trust I just gained back with Ariel, if there even was any.

Leaning against the windowsill, I let out an agonized sigh as my mind went back to Ariel. She must be so alone, so afraid, and so scared. I'd give anything to be by her side right now, but I know that can't happen.

I have to wait until tomorrow morning until I can see her. It's complete agony to wait for the hours to pass by, but I know sleep won't come to me easily.

"Why do you have to live like this?" I whisper, wondering why Ariel seemed to be cursed with horrible things happening to her. I cringed, knowing that at the beginning, she saw me as another horrible thing. I was pretty awful to her in the beginning of our relationship, but I know I did that to put on a show.

Now that she's seen the real me, there is no going back to the person I was before. I've seen the real her, as well. She's shown me the vulnerable side to her, the adorable, embarrassed and unsure person she is. She's a fiery one, that's true, but she's also loving and gentle. Most people only see the façade she puts up of being a fierce and confident girl, but I've seen the truth behind the matter.

I know why she does what she does, I know why she's acted like she has. And she knows me, too. We've figured out each other, and if she doesn't make it through this surgery, I will be completely lost without her.

Looking out at the darkening sky, a frown falls upon my lips as I stare at the rising moon.

"Please, please let her survive. I need her."

Kind of sad, isn't it? I just wanted everyone to know how Louis is feeling about this! Haha, please continue to Comment and Vote!! xx