Why They Buried Louis

Now's Not The Time!

Within a few minutes the ambulance arrived at the hospital. The doctors rushed Louis to the emergency room, shoving Harry out of the way. He cried and reached out to Louis but Niall, Zayn and Liam held him back. When the doctors had disappeared through the white double doors with the red stripe in the middle, the boys let go of Harry. They all sat and waited anxiously.

The sadness in the waiting room, was quickly interrupted by the flash and clicks of dozens of cameras.

"What's going on?...What happened to Louis?..." they all called out, mobbing the four tear filled lads.

The boys tried to ignore and stay calm, but the events leading up to this were so horrible nothing held them back.

"STOP! " Niall yelled, "GO AWAY!"

"OUR FRIEND IS HURT, " Zayn cried out, "LEAVE US ALONE!"

"THIS IS NONE OF YOUR CONCERN OR BUSINESS! " Liam added, "WE HAVE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS ON THE LINE! "

"Get out..." Harry whispered, drowned out by commotion.

The paps ignored him and continued to mob them. "Is he going to be okay?..."

"...leave..." Harry tried again, but still no silence.

The mob covered Niall, Liam and Zayn and continued to ignore Harry. "Can we have the details?.."

"...GET THE FUCK OUT!" Harry screamed, silencing the room.

The cameras stopped clicking and listened.

"...LEAVE US ALONE!" HARRY continued, "WE CAN'T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT YOU FOLLOWING US! When we eat, Where we get sick, our houses, if we go to take a piss, when we sleep, now this?! This is not a time to be taking pictures. You should be worrying about him, not snapping photos of him. You show up out of nowhere and mob us. Get out of here!" he pointed towards the door. 

"We just want to know what happened." one of the paps whispered. 

"And you think THIS is the way to find out?" Niall asked, angrily. 

"It's our job." a second pap sassed.

"Get a proper job you dick!" Liam yelled, "Fucking paps."

"What happened to "Nice Direction?" another pap asked, still taking pictures. 

"OUR BEST FRIEND AND BAND MATE IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE!" Harry screamed, holding back his fists, "Nice Direction doesn't exist right now. Even more so with you dicks around." 

"If you want to leave in one piece," Zayn added, angry but trying to calm Harry, "I suggest you leave. Right now." 

"How are the fans going to find out about this if we leave and don't take pictures?" a fourth pap asked, standing up to Zayn.

"Maybe the fans don't need to find out!" Harry yelled into his face, standing in front of Zayn, "This will only make them worry." 

"They don't need to know anything, until there is something to know." Liam added, pulling Harry away. 

"Louis' in the hospital." a fifth pap added, "That's something to know." 

"Why?" Niall asked angrily, "Is it because he's in a band? So what! He's a human. Being "famous" doesn't make us invincible. We get hurt, sick, and eat just like everybody else. Being famous doesn't give us super powers. Louis fell off a fucking cliff, okay? Of course he's going to be in the hospital-anybody would! The fans don't need to hear about it right now. Once we know what is happening, then WE will inform the fans. Not you. It's our job to tell our fans things that happen. You jerks always change the story and make it worse than it is. You assume things. Add your own side to the story, when you have absolutely NO IDEA what actually happened. When we know something, you'll know something, but only because WE told the fans, who told the world. I don't want to see anymore of you. Go bother another gullible band and fandom..."