Just a dream||L.T

prologue

He walked up the stage as all of the other boys followed after him. Fans cheered as they sow five of their favourite boys walked on stage. That was when it took a turn , he felt the world starting to roll around in his head.

The curly headed boy kneed down beside him shaking him '' Lou , Louis are you ok, man?''

That was all the boy heard heart before it all blacked out.

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All he heard when he opened his eyes was machine piping sound in the white room with a single window and a nurse standing by his bed noting some information down. he tried to lift his body weight with his arms but soon fell. His arms was numb just like the rest og his body. It seamed like he hadn't moved it in a centuries. 

As the nurse made eye contact with his , she gasped and ran out of the door moments later a a doctor and to other nurses walking in staring at him in amusement.

''Mr.Tomlinson'' The doctor said to him nodding '' we almost lost hope''

''What , what do you mean'' he tried to say but his voice felt like it hasn't been used for years and it all came out like a old man on drugs.

''Mr.Tomlinson you've been in coma for 4 years we almost lost hope'' The doctor said ''We were going to turn off the life support today''

With those worlds his entire world crushed , what about One direction? His only passion. Was it only a dream? All the fans , awards , interviews , albums was just his dream?

''It can't be'' he mumbled , his horse voice starting to recover.

'' You airplane crashed in 2010 in your way to x-factor'' one of the nurses started to explain as the doctor started checking the machines ''We've called your parents they will be here in an hour''

''Mr.Tomlinson I have to go make your files look ok'' the doctor said pointing to the nurse '' Charlie will explain everything''

He eyed the nurse up and down ,taking in her features. Her dark brown hair tied up in a tight pony tail , a white outfit with dark blue skinny jeans and grey converse shoes , she couldn't be very old maybe 22 or even 23 at top. Her face held no feeling expect for the made up smile she had to put up for the patients. Brown eyes with bags under them produced by many sleepless night.

''How?'' he breahted out looking up at the girl.

'' Your airplane crashed you were the only survivor '' she said reading from the papers in her hand '' you've been here for four years , yeah plus minus some time''

''Its not possible'' he mumbled again.

'' Having this exprien-'' 

''Nono'' he said starting to raise his voice '' One direction , we were famous, I was someone''

''These dreams'' the girl said sitting on chair beside him '' is normal. When they are in coma a lot of people make their own reality , yours is one of the most real cases''

'' Do you have facebook'' he asked the brunnet with still a still horse voice.

''Uhm ,yeah'' she answered a bit unsure.

''Do me a favour and search some people for me'' he said as the girl took out her phone '' Harry styles''

'' Bartender , single and living in holmes chapell'' she read from his facebook page.

''That can't be true'' he sighted out running a hand trough his now long hair '' Zayn malik''

''English teacher at Tong high school'' she read out 

He felt a part of him break as she said all these ''' Liam payne''

'' Working in a airplane fabric'' she said now looking at him raising a brow '' Mr.Toml-''

''Niall Horan'' He said the name of the last boy hoping this one could be different that is stood something about all of the boys pranking him but no.

'' Student at dublins music university and plays in the band 'boys next door'  '' she said and smiled '' I like that name'' but sighted and looked up to him '' Mr. Tomlinson , this peopl are real people from around the UK  I hope you realese that I have to talk to a psycologist about this right?''

''No, please just no'' he said wawing his arms in the air '' just trust me , I will prove it to you''