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Chapter 39: Panic vs. Pain

*Friday*

~Harry's POV~

I gazed down at the blood stained blankets while tears came rolling down my cheeks.

This isn't happening.

But it was happening and I don' know what to do. The last thing I want is to get Louis worried.

I'm okay. Everything's okay.

I slowly made my way out of bed and into the bathroom. I didn't even bother on closing the door, I turned on the shower and then got in. I relaxed once the hot water hit my cold body. The water turned red rather quickly. I moved my hands over my tummy then to my chest. The tensed muscles began to loosen. Water continued to do little skips off my tummy then they meet the rest of the water on the ground. I glanced down and all I saw was red.

Something definitely isn't right. This isn't normal and I knew it. I needed help.

~Louis' POV~

I raised my hands to my face when Dancaster lost once again. I exhaled and stood to my feet. I glanced at the stairs and walked towards them. I have made it a regular thing to check up on Harry since he onlt has one more month left. When I got to the bedroom. I gasped. Harry was gone and there was blood everywhere.

"Harry?!" I began to freak out. What was going on?

I heard the shower turn off and walked in, "Harry?" As soon as I said something I heard him slip and hit the ground. "Oh god! Harry, are you all right?!" I rushed over to him and he waved me off.

"I'll be okay." He replied as I helped him up.

"I'm taking you to the hospital. This blood everywhere is noy normal, i'm getting worried about you." I replied as I handed him a towel. Harry was shivering, something is terribly wrong, "Are you still bleeding?"

He looked down and then back at me.

I walked into his bedroom and picked his clothes out. Of course, it was something huge, warm, and comfortable. At this point no one cares about how well you look. Once he was dried off well enough, I quickly slipped his shirt on following his boxers and lastly jeans.

"Let's go Harry. How are you feeling?" I asked.

"I'm feeling sleepy and pained..."

"C'mere baby." I picked Harry up bridal style and walked him down stairs then to the car. Once I placed him in the back seat I got in the driver's seat and drove to the hospital.

I was having those moments the first time dads have. At this moment, I was feeling everything from worry to happiness. But more frustration than anything. I wanted to know what was wrong with him. I glanced in the mirror and Harry was trying to stay awake.

"Stay with me Harry." I said getting more worried that he was dying or something.

"I-I'm trying.." He moved around trying to get comfortable and I felt bad for him. He has been through so much these past months and all I thought about was having another. I reached my hand back to him and grabbed his leg, rubbing up and down slowly. I gave him a reassuring smile and he returned. "I-I love y-you Lou.."

"I love you too baby. Just hang in there, we're almost there."

Harry squeezed his eyes shut as the pain became more intense. "J-Just h-hurry.." He stuttered, clenching his stomach, wanting the pain to stop.

A tear fell from my eye as I pulled into the hospital, swiftly I parked and got out of the car. I closed the door and then got Harry out. I carried him into the hospital and everything that could happen was happening. I was freaking out. All the possibilites were hitting me like rocks.

I didn't mean to but I literally yelled at the poor recpetionist who listened to me when I told her how urgent the situation was. They placed Harry in a wheel chair and I held his hand through it all. Tears rolling down both of our faces. He looked up at me with blood shot eyes. Then the next thing I knew, Harry's hand was released from mine and they wheeled him farther into the hospital. I stopped walking as I saw him turn down the hall way. I ran my hands through my hair and sat down.

All I could do was wait to see what happens.

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