Push Me (BoyxBoy)

My happy little pill, take me away.

It's all over?

How is it even remotely over? I don't understand? What's happened, and how long have I been out?

"Over?...Everything? How is-" Harry cuts me off by putting his hand beneath my chin lifting my head up.

"Shh, Lou, you need to rest.." Dizziness over takes me as everything goes black.

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"So how long have you been here, officially?" I hear a hoarse voice croak out. I look up to see Louis, blue eyes looking drowsy and not as bring as usual, but still beautiful.

"I've been here for six and a half hours, but most of that time, I was asleep too." I stand to walk towards his bed, reaching hot I press the back of my hand to his forehead. His head feels cool, and as I turn my hand over to place my palm down I slide the pad of my thumb across his eyebrows. He let's out a sigh, a comfortable silence has begun, and is soon interrupted by a talkative nurse.

"How are you doing Louis, feeling better? I noticed you were a asleep for a while, we'll get you out of here soon if you're up for it. I think the police want to question you about what happened, but we can get to that later I guess. Hello Mr. Styles! How are you? Feeling better now that he is awake and coherent?" I blink at her for a minute wondering is she is going to follow up on the question.

"Um. Yes?" She chuckles a bit, glancing at me out of the corner of her eye.

"You don't sound so sure. Louis your mother said she'll be here in thirty minutes." His eyes went wide at that statement. The nurse walk out of the room as Louis turned to look at me in horror.

"My mother? Did you call her?"

"I had to or else you couldn't stay here without me having to pay a lot of money I don't have...?"

"So you called her?"

"Yes, to make sure you had insurance." I pause for a moment. "I would have paid either way though Louis."

"I just don't want to see her.." The brightness in his eyes is decreasing by the second and there is a very prominent frown on his face. I wish I could do something to brighten his eyes again, but there is nothing can do, but hope that she doesn't bring her husband. It's bad having his mother here, but the both of them will only upset Louis more.

"Something happened while you were out though...it's really good news." His eyes widened in eagerness.

"What happened?!" I bite my lip so I don't blurt it out to quickly.

"Troye Sivan released his EP." (A/N:not even sorry) I squeeze my eyes shut bouncing up and down slightly. I open one eye peeking out at Louis. The stunned look on his face is enough to go off of. A smile breaks out on my face as I grab his hand.

"Do you have it downloaded?" He asks his eyes still wide.

"Pfft, this is ME we're talking about." Pause. "Of course I have it downloaded, Troye is the bae." He pouts a bit at that; playfully.

"I thought I was the bae." I roll my eyes at him, glad we're having this moment of happiness between us, even if it is just because of an awesomely hot youtuber. I hand Louis my phone and my head phones in the hand I'm not holding, and he slides them into his ears. I see him move the beat as Troye's voice shimmies through the bass. His eyes are practically rolling to the back of his head and I giggle turning to look in the other (one)direction. At the moment and woman that looks like an older, women version of Louis walks in, and I assume it's his mother.

A coldness washes over me, and I don't know what to do. Do I greet her? Louis has his eyes closed, so he has no idea that she is in the room, but on the upside, she's alone.

"You must be Harry? You called correct?"

"I am and I did." I stand there awkwardly."

"Did you say something?" Louis asks loudly for still having the earphones in. He takes one of them out as he looks up. His expression changed drastically. "I guess you did.." He whispers.

"Louis..." His mother speaks.

"I'll give you two some time?" I ask Louis seeing if I should leave or not.

"Yes"

"-No!" Louis and his mother speak at the same time. Louis protesting against me leaving, means that I know I'm staying. He needs me. It's silent for a few beats. The moment intensifying every second.

"You left." She states matter-of-factly. Louis blinks at her, his face passive.

"I did."

"Why?" I grunt to myself, squeezing Louis' hand. He stares at her taken aback.

"Why? Are you really asking me why? Because I was being tortured there! I could hear Chris talking about me, calling me a faggot and calling you a whore all the damn time! Who wants to hear that? And to not see you stand up for yourself or me? Why would I want to stick around to see that?"

"I left him." Louis is left speechless, as I whip my head around to look her dead in the eye.