Unexpected Love - Larry Stylinson AU (Mpreg)

15.

Louis;

"Harry will you stop worrying I'm fine."

Harry currently sat in the chair opposite the hospital bed. His legs bouncing up and down. His hands constantly running through his hair. In all honesty he's making me nervous.

"But..." Harry sighed.

"But nothing Haz."

3 weeks ago was when the event happened. A week ago I had woken up. Harry had never left the hospital, I woke up to be greeted with a tired and grumpy Harry. That also means it's been 3 weeks since he's seen Belle.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when the door opened. Dr. Johnson walked into the room and stood at the foot of the bed. He picked up my notes and read through them carefully.

"How are you feeling Louis?" He asked, his eyes not leaving the paper in front of him.

"I'm good." I replied looking over at Harry. He looks so worried.

"Good, I just want to check your chest to see if it's heeling properly then we shall see about you going home." He said with a smile. I'm kind of glad they're considering letting me home, I can't stand this plain room and hard bed any longer. Dr. Johnson walked around the bed and motioned for me to raise my shirt to which I obliged. He slowly peeled away the bandage and inspected the wound on my chest. I looked down to see the mark the knife had left. It was extremely red but didn't look too bad. The swelling had reduced and looked to be heeling right.

I once again looked at Harry, who's eyes had now widened at the sight of my torso. I guess it's the first time he's seen it too. I offered a small smile to Harry who didn't return it, his face sank clearly feeling guilty.

"The wound seems to be heeling nicely. I'm going to let you go however, you are to be very careful Louis. No fighting until the wound had fully heeled." My face dropped. Fighting was like my life and now I've been told I can't. What am I supposed to do with myself. "You take it steady, rest. A lot. Okay?" Dr. Johnson questioned, raising an eyebrow at me. I slowly nodded, agreeing with everything he said. He said something about discharge papers before exiting the room. I saw Harry out the corner of my eye with a smirk lingering on his face.

"What you smirking about?" I asked, turning my head to fully look at Harry. His eyes began to twinkle and the smirk became wider.

"I finally get too look after you." Harry said, never letting the smirk falter. I laughed and jumped off the bed. I walked over to the hospital bag Liam had brought for me 2 weeks ago. I picked out a white and grey 3 quarter sleeve top and a pair of shorts. I quickly got changed and perched myself on the edge of the bed, continuing to put on my shoes.

Dr.Johnson returned with my discharge papers and told me where to sign. I held the pen and signed the paper. Harry was outside shouting down the phone to who I assume to be Liam. I looked through the window as Dr.Johnson left and saw Harry's facial expression changing constantly, going from happy to confused to angry. I walked over to my bag and picked it up, slinging it over my shoulder. I reached round and grabbed my sunglasses, slowly placing them on the bridge of my nose, careful not to hurt my bruised nose before leaving the room.

I walked over to Harry and kissed his cheek as he finished his phone call with Liam. I placed my hand on the small of his back and he relaxed into my touch. He breathed a sigh of content before turning to look at me.

"Ready to go home Tommo?" Harry asked me. I cocked my eyebrow at him.

"Where did Tommo come from?" I asked him with a confused tone in my voice. Harry laughed and kissed my forehead.