The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 18-

So I'm sorry that I broke my promise! It's still Friday somewhere...I hope! Yesterday was 4 months for me and my friend knowing each other! I hope she knows that I love her loads!

Enjoy the chapter, I know it's not long but I will update soon! I won't leave it another month and that is a legit promise!

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*Louis' POV*

The evening was going absolutely amazingly. I hadn't realised how much I missed my mum until now. She decided to cook us some spaghetti bolognese, although it wasn't as nice as Harry's, it was still amazing.

I chose an old classic Disney movie, settling on Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs because its my all time favourite.

We are currently sat on the sofa, cuddled up (don't judge), watching a great film and everything is perfect.

It was perfect, until my phone decided to ring half way through the film.

My eyes flew to my phone, the caller ID reading "Hazza", a smile quickly grew onto my face.

I swiped the screen to answer the call, cooing into the phone "Hey babe! How's my gorgeous boyfriend?!"

The line went silent for a minute before a voice finally came through the phone, "L-Louis?"

I stopped in my tracks, leaving the silence to fall heavy. That voice, Zayn's voice, caused so many questions to fly around my mind. Why is he at Harry's house? Why is he on Harry's phone? Where is Harry?

"Louis!" I snapped out of my thoughts, "I need you at Harry's now! P-please L-Louis!" He sniffled on the end of the line.

"I'm coming! Just-just stay there!" Hanging up, I grabbed my jacket and keys, shouting bye to my mum and left for Harry's.

My hands gripped the wheel until my knuckles turned white, my face paling like a ghost as thoughts crossed my mind.

I have no idea what's going to happen when I arrive, what sight I will see. Maybe Harry's ok? Maybe this is all a joke or a surprise?

Who am I even kidding? I can't even begin to imagine what is going to happen, no one would hurt Harry! No one except his da-

I stopped in my tracks, car still rolling but my mind stopped. His dad was home now. His dad that beat him. His dad that hurt him. His dad that crushed him.

Right then I realised the harshness of the event. And with that, I was speeding down the road and slamming my brakes on once I reached his house.

Tears sprung to my eyes as I spotted the ambulance outside. My legs somehow managed to carry me inside, slowly but surely.

I heard the paramedics upstairs, and so I slowly made my way towards the noise. It took all my strength to reach the top, my legs no longer in tact with my body.

One step after another, travelling at an agonisingly slow pace, I headed towards his room.

The first thing I heard was the crackling of the paramedics radio as they contacted the hospital. Snuffling could be heard in the room on my left, my head snapping round to see Zayn on the bed crying.

"Z-Zayn?" I whispered, still loud enough for him to hear.

His head snapped up, eyes locking with mine, "L-Louis" his voice cracked.

I headed towards the door and he ran to me, embracing me fully, crying into my shoulder.

"Z-Zayn I n-need to s-see him!" At this point the tears were flowing fluently out of my eyes, matching those of the boy in my arms.

Zayn lifted his head, his eyes flickering towards Harry's bedroom door then back to me. I let go of Zayn and slowly turned around, heading towards the room.

Stopping at the door, I managed to tear my eyes away from the wall to slowly move down towards the ground. That's when it hit me.

There he lay, covered in blood. His nose could hardly be seen under the dark red substance. His eye, black as midnight. His lips, swollen and blood splattered. His arm, dislocated.

I sprang forward towards him, knees hitting the ground as I pulled him closer to me. He had no response. No giggle. No smile. No laugh. No life.

"HARRY! HARRY PLEASE!" At this point I was screaming, hoping that if I screamed loudly then he would hear me. But nothing.

"Excuse me sir, you have to move. We need to take him to the hospital" the lady spoke.

"I WON'T LEAVE HIM!" The tears were streaming, dripping onto Harry's frame.

"L-Louis please! He n-needs to be taken c-care of!" Zayn called out from behind the paramedics.

"I WILL NOT LEAVE HIM!!!" I screamed. My mind now focused on Harry and only Harry.

A pair of arms snaked around me and pulled me up. I kicked and screamed and tried to loosen the grip but nothing worked. With all the energy drained from me, I stood still.

The paramedics all gathered around Harry and carried him out of the house. Me chasing after him once the grip on be let go.

"Let me go in the ambulance please!" I cried.

"Are you a relative?" The same lady who spoke before, asked.

"I'm h-his boyfriend" I spoke as my eyes glanced towards the ambulance.

"I'm sorry but only family members are allowed into the ambulance. If you make your way to the hospital by car, you won't be far behind us" she explained, sympathy crossing her face.

With that, she got into the ambulance and drove away with my boyfriend in the back.

"ZAYN! Take me to the hospital...now!" I snapped. At this point I don't care how rude I'm being. I NEED to see my boyfriend. I need him to be ok.

The one bit of hope still flickered inside of me as I thought back to his pale face. He HAS to survive this. I can't live without him!