Chapter 12- 3:45

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Harry's P.O.V:

it was 3:45 and Louis hadn't arrived. I wonder if he's ok. Laying down in my bed I had a bad feeling about this, I heard sirens everywhere outside. Nothing exciting ever happens here, i guess I should check it out. I slipped in pants and stepped out into the warm summer air. I walked down the street and remeberd this is the way Lou took. Oh my god. I rushed through the crowd standing around and spotted Louis on a stretcher. "LOUIS?" tears streamed down my face. "NO LOUIS, NO. COME BACK, LOUIS..I LOVE YOU!" I pushed through everyone but the police stopped me. "you can't go through sir." , "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN, IM HIS BOYFRIEND ! LET ME THROUGH!" I pushed pass them and arrived to Louis being put in an ambulance, I brushed his soft hair. Touching his face scared me, it was cold and lifeless. "I love you" a tear dropped to his face and I brushed it way. Kissed his lips I knew what I had to do. This way may not be as painful but I was going to be Louis if it was the last thing I did.

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