Island Boy (Larry Love Story)

9-1-1 What's Your Emergency

Louis' POV

My ears were ringing after hearing the gun shot, I ran towards the doorway over to Harry, "Harry no!" I cried out. The bullet had hit him in the shoulder. "Lou..Lou.." He spoke weakly, it only broke my heart, this was all my fault. My dad walked over prying my away from him, "no! He needs me!" I cried out. Harry was weakly trying to put his arms around me, but my father had already ripped me off and glared at me. "You are going to listen to me! Weather you want to or not!" He yelled at me. I was trembling but then realized, he didn't have the gun in his hands anymore. I looked around frantically for it, seeing he dropped it beside his desk. Quickly I crawled for it, and grabbed it. I got up to my feet and shakily aimed the gun at my dad, who only laughed at me, "you? Your going to shoot me?" He asked. "You hurt Harry.." I said coldly. I had never felt so much hatred for my dad, "I need to get him help..And you won't let me do that..So I'll have to do this," I said tears were rolling down my face, "don't make me laugh!" He said and took a step forward, my adrenaline couldn't keep up with me, and I pulled the trigger, it shot him right in the head. I dropped the gun and then ran over to Harry thank god he was still awake, but his breathing was getting heavy. "Harry, I'm going to save you," I said as I cried, Harry looked up at me wiping away my tears, "LouLou is safe.." He said, why must this boy tear my apart like this? I then jumped up and ran to my dad's lifeless body pulling his phone out of his jacket.

My shaky fingers put in the numbers 9-1-1, and then put the phone to my ear, reaching out taking Harry's hand. "9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The voice spoke. "I..I need help..M..My dad shot my boyfriend.." I spoke, my voice was shaky, I looked at Harry as I said this holding tightly onto his hand, I couldn't lose him now. I gave the woman my address, and she said that an ambulance would be there right away. After hanging up, I put the phone on the floor and laid beside Harry hugging him, "help is on its way Harry, your going to be okay, I-I promise," I spoke looking up at him. He smiled weakly at me as I held him, brushing some of his beautiful hair out of his face. "We never should've left the island, I'm so so sorry," I spoke to him. Suddenly the ambulance could be heard coming into the building, "We're down here!" I called out, their footsteps could be heard down the hall, when they got to the room I got off of Harry so they could help him, two people helping him onto a gurney, another person coming in the room seeing my father's body. "Did this happen after the phone call?" They asked. I pursed my lips nervously shaking my head. "n-no..It didn't," I said, "Why did you regret to inform us about this on the phone sir?" They asked me, "he tried to kill my Harry.." I said, my voice cracking as I said it, looking over at Harry who was being rolled out of the room now. "He was threatening us..I was scared, I'm sorry," The person let out a sigh, "I'll inform the department about this.." They said and helped me up, "lets get to the hospital for now," they said. "Thank you..Thank you so much," I sobbed. We all went down to the ambulance truck, piling in the back, and I took Harry's hand again, "He's going to be okay right?" I asked looking up at the people. "I-I can't lose him, he's all I have left..All I care about." I spoke. "We'll do the best we can. One of them spoke, I simply nodded looking down at Harry taking my other hand to hold his one as well. When we got to the hospital the people rushed out, getting Harry out as well and I climbed out right after, "You'll have to wait in the waiting room sir," the one said to me and I nodded watching as they rushed him to a room to work with him on, and I took a seat in one of the chairs, shaking my leg frantically. Two hours had gone by since we arrived at the hospital, I was now pacing back and forth nervously, starting to think that he wasn't going to make it, I was trying to calm myself down running my fingers through my hair, when suddenly one of the medic people who came to my place came out to me and I stopped and turned to them. "Is he okay?" I asked, fiddling nervously with my hands. The person nodded, "We got the bullet out, he's okay, and he was looking around the room when he woke from surgery saying he wanted someone named 'LouLou'?" I blushed lightly, "That would be me, It's uh, a nickname he has for me," I explained, the person simply nodded and led me to Harry's room when we got there, I saw Harry sitting up in the hospital bed smiling "LOULOU!" He yelled happily, I teared up seeing him and ran over practically jumping onto the bed to hug him, "I was so worried about you!" I spoke hugging him tightly, never wanting to let him go.