✔️STRONG [L.S]

[13]

{HARRY'S POV}

   *May 23rd, 2014, 12:37 AM*

   To say that I was scared was an understatement. I was terrified. We had been searching for Louis for hour's on end after Eleanor had called us in hysteric's, saying Louis had run off. It was dark, cold and pouring down rain, so there was a less chance of fan's mobbing us. But to be on the safe side, security was following us.

   "LOUIS!!!!" I yelled, my voice being cut off by the harsh wind. I pulled my hood down lower, and my coat closer to my body. My mind tortured me with thought's of Louis being alone, cold.....hurt...

   'This is all my fault!' I screamed inside my head. The wind whipped my long curl's into my face, and I squinted my eye's to try and see.

   "LOUIS!!!" Paul shouted, his hand's cupped over his mouth. My tear's mixed with the rain as they fell down my face. Suddenly, I saw another alley come into my view, and I rushed forward. I took a deep breath before walking down it, praying this one wasn't a dead lead.

   "LOUIS!!" I called again, my eye's searching every dark corner. I stopped dead in my track's when I heard a low moan. I whipped my head around, my vision narrowing on a black blob by a dumpster. I rushed toward's it to get a better look. I swear my heart stopped in that moment.

   "Louis!" I cried, choking on a sob. My shaking hand's cupped his face, seeing his half-lidded emotionless eye's.

   "Harrehhh..." He slurred, his head bobbing to the side. My throat felt dry as I wrapped him in my arm's, trying to give him some warmth. He was shivering uncontrollably, his cloth's completely soaked.

   "OVER HERE!!!" I shouted, hugging him tighter. I heard pound footstep's on the wet concrete, puddle's splashing. I stood up shakily, picking him up in my arm's. His head lolled back, and he let out a loud groan.

   "Get him to the van. Now." Paul ordered, running ahead. I rushed after him, holding Lou tightly.

   "Where are....wha?" I heard him mutter. The van came into view and I quickly got him inside, cradling him in my lap. A sickening feeling pooled in my stomach as I listened to his ragged, shallow breathing, and stared at his blue lip's. I leaned myself over his body, trying to warm him as much a I could. I felt useless not being able to help him. I could only sit back and watch as he suffered to catch his breath, slurred word's, slurred word's tumbling out of his mouth. Paul hit the gas, as we jolted forward down the road.

   "Someone call Niall and tell him we found Louis." Paul ordered, Liam immediately pulled out his phone. Niall, his family, Eleanor and Lou* had stayed behind incase Louis went back to the hotel. Me, Paul, Liam, Zayn and some security guard's went out to look for Louis. Hour's seemed to pass as we rushed down the highway to the nearest hospital. Although it couldn't have even been close to 10 minute's so far. I couldn't hear anything that was happening around me, my only focus being Louis. Tear's rushed down my face as I stared into his spaced out eye's.

   "You're going to be okay....please please please be okay!" I sobbed onto the last few word's, my hand's running through his wet hair. His mouth was parted open slightly, eye's staring at seemingly nothing past my head, blue lip's, bright red cheek's. This only made my sob's worse, my vision blurry as my tear's fell onto his face.

   "I'm so sorry...." I whispered, even though he probably couldn't hear me. Eleanor had told us what happened before he ran off, about how she asked him about him and I's relationship. About how he got snappy and defensive. None of them understood why. But I did. I glanced up as the car suddenly stopped, realising we were in front of the hospital. I jumped out of the car, not waiting for other's as I rushed inside the emergency entrance.