Broken [Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction]

Chapter 9

Louis' POV

I walk out of the elevator, to talk to Rose, but she wheels quietly into the elevator. I didnt pay much mind, until I saw the big clouds rolling in.

I nudged Harry, and pointed. He nods. I walk upstairs, to get Rose, only to find her door locked.

"Rose, there's a storm outside, unlock the door, love." I say gently. No reply. I kept knocking until I was pounding on the door, and screaming "ROSE!" I couldn't let anything happen to her again. The thought of her in danger, or hurt, tore at my heart and soul. She NEEDED to be okay.

Harry and the guys notice my screaming, and rush upstairs, followed by the girls.

"Lou, calm down, what's wrong?" Zayn asks me, holding my shoulders firmly.

"Harry, she's not opening her door, and I've been up here for half an hour." I say, "She needs to be okay, Harry..." I sob "She needs to be okay..." I barely whisper.

"Rose..." Harry says, knocking. "She always opens her door to me." he says, his brow furrowing.

"Move." I say.

I run at the door, shoulder first, bursting in her dark room.

I see, nothing, and am terrified when I see her wheel chair lying sideways on the ground.

I hear a tap, and look up to see a wet, drenched, cold Rose, with purple lips.

I rush over, and try to open the door, only to see Rose shake her head weakly and pass out in the rain.

No, no, NO. I scream inside, and kick the door, and as it flings open, I catch one side of it so it barely escaped hitting Rose.

Her strawberry red hair plastered to her face, her lips blue and purple. It was freezing outside, and raining? It's a surprise she hasn't died from the cold. Shes strong, I tell myself and head inside with her frozen, limp, cold body in my arms.

I set her down on the couch, and feel her neck. Her pulse is faint. I grab all of the pillows and blankets I can find and wrap them around her. I was so worried.

I feel her neck again.

Beat.....beat.........beat........beat........nothing.

"No, Rose!" I say, and pump her chest, with Harry and the others looking terrified.

I pump harder and harder and harder. I breathe in her mouth, forcing her to breathe.

Good thing I was a lifeguard, and knew CPR.

I feel tears streaming down my face, faster than the rain falling outside.

I push and push and push, while praying she would wake up. She had to wake up... "Please don't take her from me." I say, almost silently.

I push again, untill I feel my arms almost give out, but the thought of Rose, lying dead in my arms keeps me going.

She can't die...she just can't....she's the best thing that happened to me...please.....please....please....

I put my head to her chest, and I feel a ever so faint, thump.........thump.....

She was alive. That feeling was indescribable. She was alive. The flower of my life was alive.

"Thank you." I say, pulling out my cross necklace for a quick kiss and a thank you.

"Louis..." she mumbles

"I'm right here." I say grabbing her hand.

"Don't hate me." she says and looks at me with weak green eyes.

"Hate you, Rose, I could never hate you, I--I love you." I whisper in her ear, and pull my warm body over hers as a giant warm blanket, keeping her safe from whatever lays ahead.

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Hey guys! Sorry this one is so short and sucky. Alot them have been lately. :/