Tired.

Chapter 4

LOUIS' POV

I'm almost asleep when I look up to see Harry's nurse coming our way. I shot straight up. I haven't seen her for almost 11 hours.

"Is Harry okay? Is he alive? How is he doing?" Questions began flying out of my mouth.

"Yes, he's doing fine. I actually came to tell you that he woke up."

"Wait, he's awake? I need to see him. Now." I demand.

"You can't." She stops me.

"What do you mean? Why can't I?"

"He said he doesn't want to see anyone."

"What the hell do you mean he doesn't want to see anyone? I don't believe you. You're a liar. You're lying to me." I shout.

"I'm not lying to you, Mr. Tomlinson. I'm required to go by patients' orders no matter what. I'm sorry, but you can't see him right now."

She walked away from me after she said that.

"Did you hear that?" I snap, waking up Anne and Robin.

"Mm? What, honey?" Anne asks, her voice tired.

"Harry's nurse just came and told me that Harry is awake but-"

"Wait, he is awake?" Robin interupts.

"This is the best news ever, oh my God. My little boy is awake. He's okay!" Anne adds.

"Yes I know! It's amazing! But the thing is, Harry doesn't want anyone going in to see him.." I say.

"That's impossible.. Of course he wants us in there. Why wouldn't he?" Anne says, confused.

".. Because of me. That's why. He doesn't want to see me. Just you two."

"Don't say that, Louis." Robin says.

"Why not, it''s true and you know it. Go ahead and see him. I'll be out here waiting."

"Louis, honey, we can't do that.. You know he wants to see you too. C'mon, we'll all go. together." Anne motions her hand to come with her.

"No, you two go. It's okay."

"Are you sure?" Anne asks.

"Yeah, I'll be fine here." I say.

"Okay, well, let's go, doll." Robin says, placing his arm around Anne's waist.

"Okay.. We'll see you soon, Louis, alright?" Anne asks.

"Wait." I say quickly before they go.

"Yes?" Anne answers.

"Don't let Harry know I'm here. Don't tell him I'm in the hospital, okay?"

"Okay.." Robin says.

I watch them walk down the hall quickly. If only I could see him too.. Then I'd know how he's doing. But I can't. Harry hates me and I know it. But the thing is, I can't accept the fact that he does. it's hard.