Broken [Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction]

Chapter 5

Rose's POV

Louis burst into my room, smiling like a fool. I smiled my goofiest smile.

"Can I ask you something?" he says as his smile fades.

"Of course." I say as I pull myself up.

"Um, Rose, I don't know about you, but I, uh, I, kinda, um, like you." he finishes quickly at the end after stuttering out the rest of the words.

I smile again and pull him close, our faces inches from the other. "I like you too, carrot boy." I say as my smile got bigger.

"What?" he asks, looking hurt.

I laugh as he nuzzles his hurt expression in my neck.

He sits back up, a good, 3 or 4 inches taller than me. He leans in real close...and Niall walks in. Of course.

I dive under the covers and Louis stands up, bravely walking toward Niall and slamming the door in his face.

He laughs as he sees me in a bundled mess of blanket. He gently pulls me out.

He lays down next to me, and I lay my head on his chest. "Louis?" I ask as he strokes my hair.

"Hmmm?" he mumbles sleepily

"Don't you care that I'm paralyzed, does it bother you?" I ask quickly

He gets up on his elbows and looks at me.

"Rose, I don't care if you're paralyzed, I care that you're you and like me for who I really am, not for Louis Tomlinson from One Direction." he finishes and kisses my forehead and wraps me up in a hug. I fall asleep in his arms.

Louis' POV

I wake up with Rose in my arms, and her hair in knots. I chuckle silently and brush a stray hair from her face. Her green eyes flutter open, dark, but bright. I smile, thinking how lucky I am when, of course, Harry walks in and informs us breakfast is done. Rose is reaching for her wheel chair, but it's out of her reach.

I get up (grudgingly) and prod it toward her, knowing she wanted help, but only to the point where she could do the rest. She looks up and flashes me a brilliant smile. We walk/wheel down the hall to the elevator, specially made for Rose. And press F1.

As we reach downstairs, Niall is wolfing down 3 muffins and 4 hot cakes. Liam is drinking tea and a muffin. And Zayn is enjoying himself, an American drink. Coffee. We had it in England, but we like our tea. Coffee is like American tea I suppose.

I walk to the counter, Rose close behind, and grab two muffins and two teas. I give one of each to Rose, and we roll over to the couch.

"No crumbs on the couches, Tomlinson." Liam says, joking around. Rose laughs and Liam replys to that with a, "You too, Styles."

Both her and Harry look up at the same time and say, "What?" simultaneously. Every laughs and Harry smirks.

"Guys, we better get ready if we want to make it to the doctors appointment." Rose reminds us.

"Crap." I say as I get up to take a shower upstairs.

Rose follows me. "So, uh, Louis, should we shower in Harry's bathroom?" I look at her, but she winks at me, and I catch on.

"Oh, yes, let's go love." I say as I push her toward the elevator.

"NO,NO,NO THERE WILL BE NO VIRGINTY LOSING IN MY SHOWER!" as Harry storms over. I can see the guys trying to suppress wild laughter.

"Losing?" Rose said "Maybe I've already lost..." she says

Harry's eyes buldge. "Wh-what?" he says in a weak voice.

"Just kidding, Hazza-Bear...maybe..." she says "Okay I'm kidding!" she says as he storms up to her. "I shall take a shower in my bathroom, and Louis in his." she says, calming him down.

The guys can't help it and are cracking up. On the ride to the second floor, I ask her, "Have you really lost?" I ask her.

"Oh, no, guys apparently don't date girls in wheelchairs." she says in a weak voice.

In an effort to cheer her up, I say, "Well, they are stupid, and missed out on the most amazing girl I've ever known."

She smiles as we part ways, she goes to her door, and I go to mine just across the hall. I take a quick shower, get out, dry off, let my hair dry naturally so it's all messy and tousled, and grab a pair of red skinny jeans rolled up, grey TOMS, a white shirt, a pair of red and white striped suspenders that hang on the sides of my jeans, and a grey and white striped beanie.

I walk out of my door, just as Rose does. Only one word: B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L. She had on dark short denim shorts, a black cami with a white silk tank, high cut in the front, low in the back, with red words that spelled HEY in bold letters, ankle high stilettos that we're covered except for the toe peeps at the front, lightly wavy red blonde hair, and bright green eyes. No make up, she didn't need any.

"Wow, you look stunning." I say the words before I can stop them.

I blush bright red, but she saves me by saying "Not so bad yourself, Tomlinson." she says and smiles. She wheels down the hall, with me in tow.

I grab the keys and we all pile into the car. We didn't have the van anymore. Oh no we had a Prius. A powder blue freaking Prius. Good gas mileage and all, but seriously. What guy wants to drive a powder blue Prius?

"I think you look great in a Prius, Louis." Harry says with a smirk on his face. I know not to look back at him while driving, so I just keep driving.

When we reach the clinic, the doors were closed and guarded by security. I sigh as we walk into the room, I can feel Rose is nervous. I walk over to her and smile, while holding her hand, I felt an electric shock, but it felt pleasant, like the way when your scared, but have that person you feel safe with there with you. That kind of safe feeling.

The doctor comes in, performs a few tests, conducts a few procedures, and has us wait for a while. He comes back when the tests are done.

"Alright, good news, and good news only." he smiles.

"What?" Harry asks questionably.

"Well, your sister here, will be able to walk again." he smiles.

I look up to find Rose lighting up brighter than a thousand houses on Christmas.

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Alright, this is dedicated to jellybean_queen for sacrificing a chapter of her story to publish mine on her book. Thx so much! Sometimes I forget how nice people can be, but, alas you can always find it in them. Thx again to jellybean_queen. Check her out! So real amazing books! ;) xoxo