[23] Any change?

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Louis' POV

What am I gonna do? Mum is going to hate this.

Today is her twentieth birthday, everyone is coming down soon to... What are we even doing?

"Lou?" I look up to see Harry in the door way.

"Hey mate." I say quietly.

He waves to someone and all the boys walk in, including Calum and Ashton.

"The girls'll be here in a minute." Zayn tells me and Eleanor walks outside. Calum and Ashton take seats next to Braeden's bed and Calum grabs her left hand before kissing it.

"How's she doin'?" Harry asks quietly like if he speaks to loud he'll get in trouble.

"No change." I explain and Calum looks over to me, like he was expecting me to say she'd gotten better.

"Where's Luke?" Cal asks and stands up.

"Where do you think?" He nods before walking out.

"He seriously just stays in the waiting room all day?" Liam asks like it's mind blowing. I nod.

"He doesn't like the sound of the machines and being so close to her... body." Ashton explains and cringes at the last word. He's holding her hand now and tracing patterns on her pale arm. "Happy birthday Bee." He whispers and kisses each one of her knuckles.

"Happy birthday." Harry says quietly and each one of the other boys say it too. Ashton smiles at them all and tears prick his eyes. His face is constantly sad, like he'll never be happy again. I hope he will be, he deserves it.

Calum's POV

"Hey." I whisper when I get to the waiting room door.

Luke turns his head slowly to look at me. He looks like shit, he's pale, his eyes are puffy and bloodshot and he just looks... Dull.

"Any change?" He whispers back and his voice sounds broken and sad.

I shake my head. "No. All of them are here." He looks away and back to staring at the wall. I take a seat next to him and stare at the wall too.

"I like to... I like to remember all the stuff we did, all the memories. That's what I do all day here." I nod and he takes a deep breath before continuing, "I wish I could stay in the room for more than five minutes, maybe I could talk to her about it instead of thinking it to myself, you know? Vent to someone who can't hear what you're saying." I nod. "God I love her. I always knew it, but now... Now it's like this constant pain in my chest. Like an aching sadness that is trying to eat me alive. It fucking sucks." I nod again. "I'm so sorry man. I'm so sorry." He starts sobbing into his hands and all I can do is pat his back.

"Me too." I whisper and he nods.

He looks up at me and we both stand up before hugging. At first we pat each other on the back, but then we both start crying and holding on to each other tight so we don't have to see the other cry.

"How can we do this without her?" I whisper and he shakes head.

"I don't think we can."

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