The One Who Changes

Harry reached his hands towards the heavens as his eyes fluttered open prettily. He sits up slowly, rubbing his frail fingers over his eyes, trying to get the sleep away so he could see.

As soon as he could see clearly, he saw a panicky Niall sitting on the edge of Harry's bed.

"NIALL!" Harry flinched, grabbing the bedsheets around him. "Jesus Christ, Niall! You scared the hell outta me!!" Harry chuckled, smacking Niall's arm playfully. Niall didn't laugh back.

"Niall...?" Harry slowly said, turning wide-eyed.

"Now, Harry... Don't freak out.." Niall cautiously said, accent heavy.

"SPIT IT OUT NIALL..!" Harry grabbed Niall's shoulders angrily. "Saying don't freak out makes me wanna freak out!!"

"Okay, okay!!" Niall flinched, putting up his hands. "Louis is in the hospital.." Niall's voice got quieter and quieter until Harry could barely hear where Louis was.

"Lou...is where?" Harry stuttered, tears welled in his eyes.

"Louis-got-in-a-car-crash-with-Zayn-because-Zayn-thought-it-would-be-a-good-idea-to-smoke-weed-and-drive-at-the-same-time-and-Louis-is-barely-alive." Niall said extremely fast, not taking a breath.

"WHAT?! HOW COULD ZAYN DO THIS?!" Harry ripped the blankets away from his legs and he leaped towards the door to his bedroom.

"Harry! You need clothes!" Niall called lightly. Harry turned around and glared at Niall.

"Do you think I /care/ about who sees me in my boxers?" Harry glared harder at Niall, pure hate bubbling in his eyes. "Your boyfriend could've /killed/ Louis because he's a messed up druggie. Get out Niall." Harry pointed at the door, tugging on shorts regardless of what he just said.

"Harr-"

"Niall. Go." Harry firmly said, watching Niall slump out the door.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Harry picked up his phone and phoned Liam.

"What's up?" Li picked up the first ring, thank god.

"Did you hear about Louis?" Harry sniffled bending over to grab his belt, cell cradled between his ear and shoulder.

"Harry. Of course I heard. Where do you think I am right now?" Liam could barely be heard because he was shuffling around on the other end.

"Liam..-"

"Harry, I can't talk right now. Zayn just walked in." Liam shoved something heavy on the other end. Harry heard yelling and then a thud.

"Lia-" The other line went dead before Harry could finish.

"Bloody hell!" Harry exclaimed, tugging on one of Louis's old "The Fray" shirts. He used the tracker on Liam's phone to find out where the hospital was. (Paul was a bitch about security.)

Harry ran out the door, not caring who saw him.

*at le hospital*

Harry burst into Louis's hospital room, throwing himself towards the bed.

"Oh, God. Louis.." Harry bent towards the unconscious Brit, tears sliding down his cheek. He whispered many loving things before kissing Louis's head.

Harry stood straight up, wiping the warm tears off his cheek and turned towards the group of boys. He narrowed his eyes and scanned their faces. He landed on Zayn's contorted face and scowled.

"How could you do this, Zayn?" Harry whispered harshly, eyes shut. "Why did you let him do this?!" Harry's voice got louder and louder until he was screaming.

"Harry I think you need-" Liam reached towards Harry but Harry yanked back quickly.

"NO!" Harry smashed his fist unto the table next to Louis's still body.

"I don't /need/ anything, Liam." Harry scowled at the gentle man, making Liam tear up.

"That's it. I'm leaving." Niall put his hands up in a surrender and moved past Zayn towards the door.

"No...Niall, please." Harry softened and reached towards Niall.

"No! Harry, stop! You're blaming Liam for something he didn't do! You're blaming people for things that fate decided to let happen! It's not Zayn's fault Louis accepted to drive! It's not Louis's fault for other person's faulty car!" Niall broke into tears. "The person they got into a car crash with is dead, Harry. But no one cares about her because she is not a world famous pop star! She doesn't have three million fans willing to pay for her treatment!" Niall closed his eyes and left the room, taking deep breaths.