HeartBreak (Larry Stylinson)

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I get out today. I know that there will be lots of questions about why I was in the hospital for about five days and I'm scared I will have to answer them. Paul and Simon did say I get a week off, but then who's going to stop everyone from talking and making up their own story to past around. No one. There will always be a rumor getting thrown around.

Harry never left my side until a nurse came into the room yesterday telling him she needed to check my IV and such. He moved from the bed sadly but when she left he moved right back onto the bed with me. He was acting like a kid that didn't want their mum or dad to leave them for work. It was cute.

But as that night went on he had to go because of visiting hours and stupid clocks telling us that they were coming to a close. I smiled down at him in encouragement because that was the only thing I could do to tell him I will be fine during the night alone. But I wasn't to sure about that. I need my cuddling buddy sometimes, you know?

But, today is the day I leave the nasty food and white rooms with nothing on the TV's they have. I thought hospitals helped people get better, but hey feed us shit that looks like pudding even though it's not. I miss the junk food at the house. The life.

I'm laying on the bed listening to Niall ramble about something that I forgot he was talking about along time ago. Something to do with cats and Harry wanting one to take with him on tour but then Liam's telling him no and Harry went into a little fit and such. Rolling my eyes at the childish behavior.

I really do think there's cameras in this room because I felt alone in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep and then I got really bad thoughts about different things mostly involving Harry and I was about to get out of the bed and yank the IV out of my arm but a nurse came in with consern written on her face. Sighing I laid back in the bed and she checked everything. I think she kept making excuses to stay in the room longer. Made me smile knowing someone was there in such little time, I was going crazy alone.

"Louis, were you even listening?" Niall asked with a pout on his lips, setting his hands on his hips. I chuckled shrugging apologetically.

"Sorry, I drifted off." He smiled down at me with an unreadable expression. I don't know really he's been trying to talk to me as long as possible since I woke up yesterday. He's talked all morning when he was aloud in my room for visiting hours. Harry, Zayn, and Liam also were sitting in the room looking at me cautiously.

I swear if they give me one more sympathetic look I will cry. I get that I tried or kill myself and that they are worried about me. It's just, I'm alive and healthy, but I'm not going to get better if they won't get past that one time I decided to be stupid and let my brain tell me what to do.

"I'm happy to talk to you right now."Niall spoke up after a few minutes of him in deep thought. That's when I let go. I cried once again. I'm such a baby. I've cried so much and feel so sorry for myself when I don't deserve it.

Liam and Harry stood up comeing over to me. I moved so they could pull me into a tight hug. Niall and Zayn joined in shortly after. I really don't deserve them as well. My best firends that seem to care for me so much. I hope they never change. But I know when I get out of the hospital they won't be like this.

Zayn will go and visit Perrie. Yes he's my partner in crime so he will talk to me often. Liam will go with Niall out around the town and shop, eat, talk to millions of fans till they get tired and come back to whichever hotel we are at for the day and night. Then Harry, he will be talking with his girlfriend on the phone, face timing her, or even seeing her. She flys in often to see him. It really does hurt.