finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day four part three✈️

{WEAVES FLOWS IN WIND} "CAN'T SEE DEM HATERS"

{may have mistakes}

day four part three: inked surprises and phone numbers

"zayn! zayn malik, where the hell is he?" niall bursts through the hospital doors with harry pacing behind him, almost out of breath. few doctors and nurses give them weird looks but then shrug knowing that they see people like niall who yell in the lobby everyday as soon as they enter the doors.

niall reaches the desk where a brunette headed woman in all white, chews loudly on her gum as while she types fast on her macbook. niall sighs in frustrated, tapping his black conserves rapidly on the black carpet floor. harry sees niall's reaction and pats his shoulder calmly, assuring him that zayn is probably alright but niall shrugs off his hand, still waiting attention to the lady.

harry faintly clears his throat causing the woman to raise her head, her teeth chewing on the end of her blue pen.

"who are you? his brother?" she says rudely, slightly eyeing harry behind niall with a smirk. she winks and harry literally chokes on spit, coughing slightly. niall rolls his eyes, snapping his fingers.

"no, i'm his father, of course i'm his brother! now tell me where he is, woman!" niall points his index finger. harry snickers quietly causing the woman to roll her eyes.

"room 69, second floor," she mutters, ending the sentence with a smack of her gum. niall scoffs, not even thanking her as he takes harry's hand and drags him away to the elevator but before they enter the elevator, harry mouths 'call me' to the brunette and she giggles, biting her lip.

the walk to zayn's room was quiet because none of them knows what fate is holding for them. is zayn dead? alive? harry glances at niall to see him staring right back at him with his dark blue eyes but moments later, niall looks away.

"whatever happens or what we see when we enter zayn's room," he starts, his steps becoming slower. " just remember, i'll stick together alright? just al-always be there for me,"

harry nods his head, "niall, no matter what happens to zayn, we'll find our way through the dark,"

niall smiles. they both take deep breaths before harry places his fingers around the cold steel knob and turning it. the door clicks and ajar slowly as if time was taking its sweet time.

"whoever you are, you may come in," an unfamiliar voice says calmly. niall shrugs and pushes the door further, coming into the room with harry who's still holding his breath at the sight in front of him. niall gasps loudly, covering his mouth with both of his pale hands as he sinks to the tile floor and as for harry, he just stands there with complete utter shock racing throughout his body.

"hey aren't you that harry guy?"

harry's eyes move away from the bed to a guy with questioning look upon his face but then he squints his eyes at the figure, exactly knowing who it is.

"liam from the pharmacy?"

liam nods as he wraps his large white lab-coat around him, "yeah, pretty much."

harry stammers, "h-ho--"

"i'm just a replacement for tonight, s'all."

harry's lips form an 'o' and liam nods again.

"so you're niall horan then, right?" he points at niall who's still silently crying on the floor. harry raises his index finger indicating that liam should give them some privacy before telling them how all this happened. liam obeys and exits the room, closing the door gently.