Forgetting you ~ Larry Stylinson

PROLOGUE

You know that feeling when you get up too fast and you feel dizzy, it sort of feels like seasickness in a way. That's how I feel now, I don't know if its because of how hard I hit my head, or because the second I turned my face, I saw my lovers bloody unconscious body.  The Christmas Eve snow was falling down hard, as I tried moving, all I wanted to do was move closer to him. But I failed, utterly failed, the last thing I saw before my mind shut down were the night stars gleaming on the falling snow.

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Usually when you're under anesthetics doctors think nothing is going on in your mind. This isnt the case for Harry right now, not so much as dreams, but memories are flashing in and out of his mind as his pulse quickens and slows. They're working quick on his head and the deep gash on his long torso, but deep inside, they don't know if he'll ever be able to come out of this hospitable with a beating heart. A memory of when Harry first learned to swim came through, but it left just as fast as it came. A certain bright eyed, and beautiful smiling boy appeared more often than that of his actual family. That smile that came forth in Harrys mind multiple times soothe Harry in an odd way. HIs pulse regulated because of the soothing face that he has come to know, and completely love.

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"Thank you Charlotte for that update, can we focus on the fact that in just another six hours, the ball to mark the end of two-thousand and fourteen and the beginning of two-thousand and fifteen. I must say it's been quite the spectacular year and I am certainly positive that everyone else will have a perfect year as well. Thats it for your six o' clock news. I'm Max and we'll see you tomorrow in a new year, for London at night."

Everything is cloudy and I can't move, I hear everything, a beeping sound was sounding through my ears. Is it New Years eve, that's impossible. My mind is a whirlwind of rushed thoughts and I feel like I'm literally floating in mid air. The  beeping became louder and rapid, a commotion went around me and two women's voices came up just as I managed to move my left arm.

"Go get doctor Johnson, I think he's waking up now" A women spoke. I tried opening my eyes but it felt as if they weighed hundreds of pounds. My dizziness hasn't even disappeared my mind is a jumble of thoughts and all I can focus on is trying to move my body. A softer female voice replied with an 'Okay'.

"Harry love, can you hear me" The first woman asked. I let out a sigh and felt my arm twitch again. It took a lot but, after a few moments my eyes opened up. Everything was blurry and it took a few blinks for my eyes to settle on the artificial light. The room I was in had white walls with a purple strip going around, the television I just heard was an older flat screen right above me. I looked up at a plump brunette women that was smiling at me, I opened my mouth to say something but it came out as a croak.

"Everything is going to be okay,okay, stay calm and we'll get the doctor he'll be here any minute" Her voice was more soothing now and-

Louis.

the accident

"Where-where" My efforts to speak were an utter joke and the nurse caught on, and brought a styrofoam cup to my lips.

The cooling liquid helped my dry throat and I licked my lips before attempting to speak again.

"Where's Louis?" I asked furrowing my brows, I remember the collision now, the glass, crashing into the field. The party too, now all I need to know is where's my Louis.

"Is that the man that was with you?" The nurse asked.

"Yea, he' s my fiance" I state.

She trailed her tongue along her bottom lip, just as a tall red headed man walked in. He looked down and smiled at me, while holding a clipboard he came over and checked the machinery I was hooked up to.

"How' re you feeling" The man asked with a heavy scottish accent.

"Fine, where's Louis" I ask again quietly, my throat still hurting.

The plump nurse put her hand on his shoulder and whispered into his right ear. I looked at them confused, he nodded at whatever she said.

"Harry, you hit the back if your head twice with major impact thankfully it wasn't enough to kill you...but, you did lose a lot of blood from your stomach due to a deep impact of glass from the front window. You were in a medically induced come for a while, we expected you to awake yesterday-

"That's great now, answer the damn question" I said my voice sounding more like me.

The doctor exhaled and looked away as the nurse stood there and watched.

" open his sweater and T-shirt.

She licked lips as she focused on a large bleeding o mother should be here soon" I opened my mouth at the doctors words, can you answer the question?!

Right before I could actually voice my thoughts he spoke up again. "We'll be back in just a few minutes"

I rolled my eyes and nodded,  and just like that they walked out. Is Lou in the same state as me with a pounding fucking head. What could've happen, unless he's okay. I've been, asleep, for eight days, we missed Christmas. I exhaled as warm liquid went down my cheeks and I laid my head back. This is my fault, I should've just listened to him. I looked out the window, snow falling down heavily as the night came closer. I moved my hand underneath the thin white blanket and lifted part of my hospital gown to feel a part of my stomach my fingers ran over a large bandaged area. My legs were numb but I moved my right one a bit then placed my hands down and scooted myself up more. The television was playing some old football match that I certainly didn't care about. I looked at the doorway where I saw nurses and some doctors here and there just rushing around. The next face that showed up was one I've wanted to see.

"Harry!" Arms crushed me and I gasped at the sudden contact.

"Mum"

She took her arms off of me and brushed some of my hair back, she had deep bags underneath her eyes and her eyes themselves were completely blood shot.

"Are you okay baby" She asked rubbing circles on my back.

I nodded and she rubbed a bit harder on my back before crying again. I sighed and hugged her burying my face into my neck like I would do so many times when I was younger and couldn't sleep.

"Do you know how Louis is doing?" I asked.

She was full on sobbing at this point and her arms held me tighter. Letting go she sniffed a few times and placed her hand on my cheeks.

"Baby" She started as rubbed her thumb in circular motion. "Oh.God"

I looked away as mire tears stream down my face, and then I looked back at her. "He didn't make it"