Miss You

Six

-Chapter Six-

-Miss You-

Louis awoke in the middle of the night to a repeating shove at his shoulder.

He slowly peeled his eyes open, slightly sitting up and rubbing the sleep away from his eyes.

The shoving continued.

Louis glanced over at Harry, and what he saw made chills run down his spine.

He was lying there in a pile of his own sweat and tears, rocking himself back and forth in his sleep.

His eyebrows were creased, his face looked downright unpleasant.

Small whimpers escaped his lips.

Louis' eyes widened.

"Harry? Harry?", Louis spoke, gently trying to shake Harry awake.

He noticed the sweat above Harry's lip and on his forehead.

But when he went to feel Harry's head, it was incredibly warm, Louis couldn't keep his hand there for longer than a few seconds at a time.

Louis' heart raced.

What was happening to Harry?

"Harry? Harry! Wake up!", Louis shook him a bit more violently now.

Harry laid still for second, only seconds later he began to have what looked like spasms, but then his eyes rolled back into his head.

Louis quickly realized what was happening and turned him over so he wouldn't choke on his tongue.

"HARRY! HARRY!", Louis screamed.

He was in tears now, he couldn't bare to see Harry like this.

Louis tried his best to get Harry to stop, but he couldn't.

Loud, fast footsteps were heard coming down the hallway before the bedroom door flung open.

"Louis? Louis, what's happen-", Lou began to ask, but quickly rushed to Louis and Harry's side.

"Oh my god! What's happening!?", Lou quickly asked, panicked.

"I don't know, it started as rocking in his sleep...", Louis said.

He could barely keep a thought process.

"ADAM! CALL 911!", Lou shouted.

Adam ran past the bedroom door, not even stopping to ask what was wrong.

He appeared in the doorway a few seconds later.

"He's having a seizure. He's rocking violently, his temperature is up. It's been going on for a few minutes", Adam said, the phone up to his ear.

He was chewing on his thumb.

Harry was still unresponsive, his shaking had died down a bit, but not enough.

His normally plump lips were now red with blood from the cracks and hard bites on his lips.

His face was pale, not its normal olive color.

Who knows what his eyes looked like, Louis couldn't catch a glimpse of them for long enough to see.

Adam had returned quickly, Mitch and the rest of the band were still out of L.A. on other business.

"They dispatched while I was on the phone, they should be here in ten minutes max", He said, quite out of breath from running back down the hallway.