Can't Let Him Go Larry Stylinson BoyxBoy On Hold

Chapter 15

Hello! Here's the next chapter! 

Chapter 15

Louis POV:

It's still dark, it's still cold but there's this strange warmth around me. And this warmth is giving me a good feeling. I feel like I'm safe, I feel protected, I feel like I can finally break free of this terrifying place, like...like I can finally move on from here.

Harry's POV:

Even as Louis slept, he didn't let go of me. It was like even his subconscious wanted to keep me close. I don't understand how I was even able to act so callously against this man. I love Louis, how could I ever stay away from him, how could I think for even a moment that I didn't love him? This man owns my heart, he resides in my very soul, how could have I been so blind to what he means to me?

I press Louis closer to myself, stroking his hair as he slept soundly, though there was the occasional "Harry!" slipping out of his mouth. I reach down and pull my cell out my pocket, dialing Gemma's number. Someone needs to inform the docs about Louis' movements. Since Louis' holding me back from reaching the nurse call button, who better than my sister to get up here and sort this mess out. As it is the room is still locked, I never heard the door unlock so it's not like someone's going to come in anytime soon. Though I have my doubts on Gemma, I think she may have planned this whole thing; she's certainly capable of such stunts. I should know after all, I've been the unfortunate victim of her devious deeds plenty of times...

Haz? Why're you calling me? Weren't you bringing me coffee, it's been quite some time since you've wandered off, lad, is there something you want to tell me" I feel like there's something teasing about her tone but I can't put my finger on it.

"Gem, listen to me. I'm with Louis, he needs me. But I need you to come up to the psychiatry ward and tell the doctors to unlock the door and check on Louis because he is moving and speaking. I think my presence may have shocked him into coming out of the daze he's been stuck in. Hurry!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Why didn't you say so earlier, fool, this is AMAZING news! Liam, get your ass in there, Louis might just be recovering already! Hurry and open that door, that's a good laddie!" Who's Liam? Why is Gemma telling him to open the door?

I hear the door click, signaling it's been unlocked and Gemma barges in, followed by Zayn and the doctor that shoved me in the room. They all freeze as they see me staring at them wide eyed, all the while cradling Louis to myself protectively, with my phone still clutched in my hand.

"Sooooo...anyone care to explain what just happened?" I drawl, ending the call and dropping my phone on the bed.

They all start speaking at the same time.

"You see, Haz, what happened was that..." "Well, desperate times call for desperate measures you see and..." "I'm sorry I was really rude before, I'm not usually like that but you're sister had threatened me and some of her threats are really graphic, if you know what I mean and I'm not sure if she's mentally stable or not…"

Gemma gives the crazy doctor a death glare for his words before turning her stare onto Zayn, effectively shutting them both up. Then she turns back to me with her hands placed firmly on her hips, in that typical pose of a woman who is about to hand your ass to you.

"Well, dear brother of mine, none of this ingenious planning would've had to be done if you'd done your job as a love-sick puppy properly and come running to see Louis the moment you knew he was sick. However, since you're an idiot who loves to make life complicated, you go and do the whole martyred lover drama with same old "I'm no good for him" bullshit shown in every third class soap opera." Gemma does some exaggerated hand gestures to show just how illogical she found my words to be.

While I wholeheartedly agree with her, my face still flushes with embarrassment and I look away from her. My gaze falls on Louis, and I tenderly brush a stray strand of hair away from his face. How could I ever stay away from him?

Whilst Gemma cleared up my confusion, Liam, he's the doctor, bustled around the room, checking Louis' vitals and various other machines. The news he gave was bittersweet - Louis' brain activity had increased significantly and he would be drifting in and out of unconsciousness. However, he would only properly wake up when he was ready to face his demons.

I'd cried again then, cried for Louis, cried for myself, cried for us and for what had become of us. Zayn consoled me and maybe it was the fact that he was Louis' best mate but he still found it in him to support me that really encouraged me. I'd found the strength to bear this test of time and wait for Louis. Well, for now, that is.

Liam has gotten me special permission to stay with Lou because I seem to help majorly with his recovery and I've spent every single moment holding Louis in my arms. I don't have it in me to part with him anymore. I just can't let him go...

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Sooo...Harry's mind is working again. Bloody duffer! But Louis is still out of it. Anyways, sorry for the delay in updates and the short chapter but my little baby is like a mini-Ronaldo inside me with all his kicks! I blame my husband! Go get the pitchforks and torches, folks, we'll get the evil man:)

In other news, I can't go to OTRA anymore because my baby is arriving on 17 March and my concert is on 18 March. To think of all the sexy dreams i had of that bloody concert:( hehe pervy face...btw is there a pervy face emoticon??

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