''Apparently the bullet landed close to his heart, so close that it was a miracle he survived. If it had gotten any closer he might not be here now,'' Liam said calmly, taking a deep breath before continouing. ''He had a lot of internal bleeding, but they fixed him up, so now he's sleeping. He's still very weak, so all we can do is hope. And wait.'' Liam hugged Harry tightly, who was still,as he had been since he met Louis the night before, a nervous wreck. He smiled very weakly at Liam, who clutched him tighter. Darcy sat in Niall's lap, who was telling her a story, and she yawned happily, leaning her back against Niall's chest. ''And the princess fought the dragon, killed it, and saved the prince, then they started a rock band, and lived happily ever after.'' Niall finished, making the other boys chuckle. A few minutes later, the doctor walked in, asking to talk to one of them in private, since it could be a lot if Louis had all of the boys in his room at once.
Everbody knew about Louis and Harry's past, so obviously he was the closest one to Louis apart from his family. ''Okay, Tomlinson is awake, but he is weak, so please be careful.'' She warned, walking him over to Louis' room and opening the door, shutting it behind me when i went in. ''H-Haz i'm glad you're okay," He stated, voice weak. ''You're so freaking weird,'' Harry replied. "You got shot, and all you care about is me. I'm fine, but you're not. And that's-well that's my fault.'' He mumbled, carefully sitting on the edge of the bed. Louis just chuckled weakly. ''C'mere,'' He said sweetly, patting on the empty space next to him. Harry complied crawling over and carefully wrapping his arms around him. They had a lot of problems yeah, but they might just be able to work through them.
