Hostages

twenty seven

- Andrea -

It was nearly midnight and we were told to leave but I was not leaving Louis. I put up a pretty big fight with the doctor but I won. The rest of the boys had to leave though.

I was sitting in a chair next to Louis' bed. I was playing with his fingers and leaning my head and arm on the bed. His eyes were sleepy but he claimed he wasn't going to sleep until I will. I'm not tired though.

"You should really get some rest." I told him standing up to turn on a lamp and turn off the over lights.

"No way," he said, yawning. "I'm not tired yet."

I laughed. "Louis, go to sleep."

"Andrea, no."

I rolled my eyes, returning, to the chair lacing my fingers through his. We sat in pure silence just listening to the midnight rain fall on the window. It was peaceful and enjoyable to fall asleep too.

"Can you get me a glass of water, please?" Louis asked, releasing from a deep breath as his eyes slowly closed.

I nodded and stood up walking across the room over to the water fountain. I pulled out his glass and filled it up. I turned around and walked back over only to find him smirking.

"What?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, cautiously.

"Nothing," he shrugged and I sat down handing him the glass. He shakily took it from me and drank. "You just have a nice ass." He said, pulling the glass from his lips and laughing.

I laughed. "Oh really?"

"Yeah," he nodded with his eyesbrows raised and a giant smile plastered on his lips.

I chuckled, lightly, looking at him longingly. How did I get so lucky? "You really are crazy Louis Tomlinson."

"Crazy for you."

I rolled my eyes at his adorable comment, standing up. "I have to pee, I'll be right back." I said, leaving the room.

I closed the door and went to turn down the hall but stopped dead in my tracks. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I gulped as a knot formed in my stomach. This hallway couldn't look any creepier.

I paced down it slowly, my eyes looking everywhere, cautiously. This looked like a horror movie. Or a thriller where I'm dragged from the hospital and killed. That made me sick.

I finally made it to the bathroom, where I turned on the light. It flickered on and was dim. I walked in and the shutting the stall door behind me.

After I finished my business, I walked to the sink and turned the tap on. I watched as the luke warm water ran over my chilled hands. I shut it off and dried them with paper towel. I went to toss the towel out when a girl walked in. She was dressed in all black and looked vaguely familiar.

I blinked as she locked herself in the stall. I thought no one else was up on this level? I furrowed my eyebrows, confused but brushed it off as an accident and walked out.

I quickly made my way back into the hospital, checking over my shoulder every couple of steps. Louis was passed out asleep. So much for I'm not going to bed until you are. I laughed to myself before walking over and kissing his forehead.

"Goodnight Louis," I whispered to him, setting myself on the couch.

I laid there comfortably, my eyes heavily fell closed and I drifted off to sleep. Thoughts of Louis and I danced through my head as I dreamed.