Long Live Us

Chapter Ten

(Harry's POV)

Im running.

I'm running so fast.

"I'm gonna get you, ya little shit!"

I run faster. I run as fast as my two legs can go.

"Dad, please, stop!" I yell back

I come to a dead end, and next thing I know, I'm pinned against the wall.

"I'm gonna make you forget the pain, ol' Hazzabear" my dad slurs in my ear.

He rips off my pants, and takes off his.

"Harry" an unfamiliar voice says.

"Harry, Harry!"

I sit straight up in bed, sweat dripping from my forehead, shaking uncontrollably.

I let out a sob, thanking The Lord to have woken up so I wouldn't of had to relive that awful tragedy.

"Oh Harry, it's ok honey. It was just a dream." My mother pulled me into a tight hug. I wrapped my lanky arms around her and embraced the feeling of safeness.

"Mommy?" I hiccup before I let the tears just fall.

"Shhh, do you wanna talk about it" she ran her fingers through my hair.

I shook my head against her shoulder. I pulled away and looked at my nightstand clock.

"Mom, why didn't you wake me for school?" I jump out of bed, but soon experience a wave of dizziness and sit back down on my bad trying to regain balance.

"Honey, take it easy. You're sick. You were running a fever all night and you haven't woken up once. I figured I'd just keep you home for the day." She said while pulling the covers back over my body.

"How are you feeling, though?"

"I dunno, I guess I have a headache and all." I was trying to process how I didn't wake up even once they whole day yesterday.

Wait.

Louis.

"I'll get you some medicine and I'll be right back." My mother said while kissing the top of my still sweltering forehead.

"Wait, Mom. Can you get my phone? I think it's on the floor over there." I pointed in the direction of my cellular device.

"Sure honey. Alright, here you go. I'll be back. Yell if you need anything." And with that she was gone.

I unlocked my phone and saw messages from Louis.

5:32am- "Hazza, I'm sorry I never called you last night. Had to watch the munchkins for my mom and just didnt get around to it. We'll talk later. Love you"

6:37am- "be ready for school, I'm coming by in like, ten. Love ya."

7:12am-"your mom told me you were sick. Are you really? don't try to just avoid me. Please Hazza. I love you mate."

10:01am- "Hazza. Third period absolutely sucks without you. Please text me back."

"11:18am- har, I'm coming by after school to make sure you're ok. Love ya bro."

I looked at the time, noon. Great. I'm still insanely tired.

"Here Hun." My mom reappeared with two aspirins and a glass of water.

I sat up and tossed em in my mouth.

"Thanks mum." I mumbled sleepily while she helped pulling the covers over me again.

"Try and rest. Lou said he was stopping by after school to check on you. Feel better, baby" she turned the lights out and I was instantly pulled into sleep.

"Haz?" I was being shaken.

"Hazza, mate, c'mon. Get up for a sec."

Groaning, I sat up trying to make out my surroundings. I groaned again as I tried to stretch out my sore muscles.

"Easy there tiger." Louis said as he help me lean against the headboard."

"Thanks.." My voice scratchy.

"Damn, you really are sick." He chuckled. I gave him questioning eyes as to why he was laughing to me being ill.

"Oh, not laughing at that, silly. I just, I dunno, nevermind.

"No, Lou. What's going on?" he wasn't backing out now. I wanted to know what he was gonna say.

"I just thought maybe you were trying to avoid me or something. Yanno, cus of what happens yesterday and, well yeah..." He said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

I patted a seat next to me, and he wasted no time to crawl under the covers and cuddle me.

"I would never avoid you, Lou." I mumbled, embracing his strong arms against me.

We sat in a comfortable silence, hair cuddling under the warm blankets.

I suddenly thought it was too got under them and through them off me.

"You ok?" He asked confused as he sat up.

"Ugh, Lou it's like, a hundred degrees in here." I said stuffily. Great, now my nose. Blahhhh.

He chuckled at me as he placed his hand on my forehead.

"Haz, your fevers probably got you all messed up. How'd you get sick so fast? You were fine yesterday morning?" he questioned.

I sat thinking about it for a minute.

"I've always had a weak immune system I guess."

"Well, let it be you to get sick on the second week of school" Lou Laughed at my misery.

"Will you stop making fun of me and just come cuddle. I feel like shit, and you're not helping." I mumbled tiredly.

He smiled and got in bed with me. He pulled the covers over both of us and flicked the bedside lamp off.

I was falling asleep, but the last words I heard were "feel better mate, I love you"

I love you, too, Lou. More than you'll ever know...

And then I was out.