Chapter 9: strong

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Louis' p.o.v.

I wasn't able to fall back asleep. I wasn't used to being the one people depended on. I was stressed our cause of the whole situation.

"Lou - oh Haz," Zayn said from the other side of the bed.

"He's asleep," I told him.

"He okay?" Zayn asked, reaching over to ruffle his hair.

"Okay as he can be I guess," I shrugged.

"So in other words not okay?" Liam said from the chair on the other side of the room.

"Pretty much," I sort of laughed, forcing a small smile at Liam's attempt to humor us.

"You know we have stuff we need to do?" I asked, sighing.

Liam sighed... so did Zayn. We had all been dreading this part.

After scooting the sleeping Harry off of my lap, I ended up calling Paul, not really caring about the rest of management. Zayn called Harry's parents, just because Anne was fairly involved with us all. Liam couldn't get ahold of Niall's parents, which I think we were all sort of happy about. None of us really wanted to tell them.

When I came back in, Harry was awake, and crying once again. I pulled him back into my lap and wrapped my arms tightly around him.

"You're okay Haz, shh love," I whispered softly.

A nurse walked in the room just after we finished calling people. She sighed when she saw us.

"Go home boys. He's going to be okay, I promise. You all look like you haven't slept in days. Go home, get some rest, and come back later," she said, looking genuinely concerned.

Zayn looked up at her "We can't go home. He's our best mate. What of he wakes up? He doesn't like hospitals and he would freak. We need I be here for him," Zayn sounded close to tears. Out of all our time as a band, I'd seen Zayn cry maybe twice, so this was rare.

She made a face. "Well, suit yourselves. Let me know if you need anything," then he walked over to the bed. She looked at Niall and ran a few tests before sighing and walking out of the room.

Zayn's p.o.v.

I don't understand how Louis is handling this so well. He's just siting there holding Harry and holding Niall's hand, with this face that says 'everything is under control'.

I mean, no, I wasn't crying, but I was freaking out on the inside. I know it's best not to think about this, but I mean, he just tried to kill himself. I want to know fucking why.

Stop thinking about it. Just stop. Be strong for Niall. And for Harry. I sighed, glancing at Harry. He was a mess.

I stood up. "I can't take this anymore, I need some fresh air," I said before walking out of the room.

Liam's p.o.v.

"Should we go after him?" I asked Louis, because he seemed to have things under control.

"He just needs some time alone," he said. I just nodded, sighing for what had to be the hundredth time in the past hour.

Time had been pretty funky ever since I picked up my phone during my interview.

I usually don't even look at my phone during interviews, but I knew that something was up with Niall, so I opened it.

The first message I saw was from Louis saying that He was with Niall on the way to the hospital and that I needed to come get Harry.

Then there was a message, sent earlier, from Niall, about him killing himself basically.

I'd dragged Zayn out of there, and raced back to the bus, finding Harry passed out on the concrete in front of the bus.

We'd gone straight to the hospital, where I'd seen Niall, then went back out to the waiting room to sit with Harry.

I sighed... again. Then I stood up, breaking the silence. "I'm going to go get some food. You two want anything?" I asked.

"Just grab me and Haz a little something, yeah." He said.

"Not me," Harry sniffed. "I'd puke if I ate anything right now," Harry said.

"Hang in there Haz. Lou, I'll be back in a bit," I said.

As soon as I got away from the windows leading into Niall's room, I let the tears that had been so desperately wanting to fall, out. By the time I reached the lobby, I was a mess.

How is Louis still keeping his shit together. God knows I tried, and I'd been doing good so far, but Louis still fine. He's being so strong about the whole situation.

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