Harry
Me, Niall and my mother watch Williams class perform a play about Humpty Dumpty and other nursery rhymes. By the end, my back is killing me, probably sitting in this seat. I keep texting Louis telling him he needs to hurry, but his photoshoot is running late.
I pop a pain killer for my back, and figure that maybe I need to stretch my legs. I excuse myself to walk towards the hallway. My legs feel extremely weak. I dial Niall's number.
"You're about to miss the finale," Niall whispers.
"Hallway, ASAP," I croak. I begin to be hobbled over in pain, something's not right. Maybe a pinched nerve or something, or a pulled muscle. Niall comes rushing out and assist me to a chair.
"Is the pain just in your back?"
"It's everywhere, but mostly my back, it hurts so bad, I can't even hardly walk."
"Okay, do you think you could make it downstairs to the car?" He asks.
"Maybe," I say, struggling to get up. An intense nausea hits me and I start to feel faint.
"Okay, sit back down, I'm calling an ambulance," Niall says.
"Fuck! Ouch fuck! It's getting worse, my back is tensing up," I shout, tears filling my eyes.
"Hang on dude, I got you!"
"Hey guys!" Louis shouts, happily, but he turns white.
"Harry, what's wrong?" I ask.
"I think I threw out my back or something," I whine.
"Okay, we're going to get you help, here drink some water," he says. I start to take a sip but drop the water when a sharper pain shoots down my back.
"Okay, I'm gonna carry you down the steps," Louis says, sweeping me into his arms.
"FUCK!" I cry. "Make it stop! Make it stop!" I shout.
Louis goes to put me on my feet and then all I see is darkness.
Louis"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I shout as Harry faints.
The paramedics quickly arrive, I'm in full panic mode.
"Sir, we need to get him to the hospital, what symptoms was he having?"
"Back pain, um nausea, and pain just all over his body, so much pain."
"Okay," they say pulling me into the ambulance.
"Niall, check on Harry's mom and William, bring them to the hospital okay?"
"Gotcha," he says as the EMT's shut the doors.
"Why isn't he waking up, what's wrong with him!"
"We aren't sure, let's run a portable ultrasound to his spine to see if it's clear."
They turn him on his side and start scanning his back.
"Holy shit," one of the paramedics say. "Are you seeing this?"
"Oh my god," the other one says.
"What is I ask?"
After they tell me, I'm stunned, shocked.
"STEP ON IT!" A paramedic shouts to the driver.
My heart is racing, a million beats a minute.
"Harry please wake up, you have to wake up from this, please wake up!" I cry.
"Fuck! He's seizing," the paramedic says. Harry's body starts shaking, foam starts exploding from his mouth.
"Epi! Epi!"
A million things are happening but I'm frozen, crying, confused.He was fine just an hour ago.
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Fanfictionbook # 2 of 40 weeks - - I can already tell you that this isn't going to make sense unless you read 40 weeks, but anywho back to the description: After breaking up over family lifestyle differences, harry and louis strain to raise their son together...