When Everything Goes Wrong (One Direction Love Story)

7.Friends, or more?

<Louis P.O.V>

"And he wants it so much!" Zayn forced out and then all the boys laughed harder. But I was furious. Why did they all have to keep teasing me? I stormed out and into my room. Slamming the door hard behind me.

I was so pissed at the boys. All of them. Except Niall, he was nice. But the others were mean and I was livid. But mainly at Harry and Zayn. Okay, Liam didn't do anything except laugh. I was pissed at Harry and Zayn. But now that I think about it, all Harry did was laugh and make that joke about showering with Clio. And the joke was his usual flirty cheekiness. Nothing else, I could tell. So basically, it was Zayn who's breathing was about to get interrupted by a fork. Only Zayn. Because he was the one who was teasing me so much and being mean.

Just then a knock at my door interrupted my thoughts. No one but Harry would be brave enough to come see me while I was in a mood.

"Lou?" I heard. Man, Harry sounded high pitched today.

"Can I come in?" And then the door opened. But just as it did I heard Zayn say:

"Careful Clio, it's his time of the month."

But my brain was too angry to process that Zayn had said "Clio", not "Harry", and that a person who laughed at Zayns mean joke had a laugh exactly like Harrys'. So I yanked the door fully open, pushed Harry to the side, and stormed across the polished floorboards of the kitchen to where Zayn was sitting, looking absolutely terrified. It was only when I heard a shrill scream from just behind me on my right that I stopped and turned. Facing who should be Harry but was actually...

"CLIO!" I yelled, horrified that I hadn't looked before I pushed who I had thought was Harry. I rushed over to pick her unconscious body off the floor. But Niall got there first. I could see blood dripping off her forehead where it had obviously hit the cabinet. There was a deep cut that looked like it needed stitches. "Louis, stay here" Niall said as Liam and himself carried Clio down to the van to be driven to the hospital. He had used such an angry tone that I was too surprised to argue. So I sat down and cried.

***1 Hour Later***

I looked up as Niall entered my suite, using his copy of the key.

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT??!" He yelled at me in a furious tone,

"SHE HAD TO GET THIRTEEN STITCHES!!" I was shocked, how could he blame me? It was an accident!

"I-" but as I tried to speak he cut me off.

"I WAS FINE WITH YOU AND HER BEFORE BUT NOW, IF YOU SO MUCH AS TOUCH HER I. WILL. KILL. YOU. UNDERSTAND?"

"but-"

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR PETTY EXCUSES! I DON'T CARE IF YOU LOVE HER! YOU WILL STAY AWAY FROM HER!" He raged, cutting me off so...

"ithoughtshewasharry" I said quickly, before Niall could butt in.

"What?" He said, caught off-guard.

"I thought she was Harry!" Then the guilt washed over me. Again and I started crying. Again.

"Oh" Niall said awkwardly!

"Um, sorry about that mate. I didn't realise. Would you, um, like to come see her at the hospital?" I nodded. And then, being the emotional guy that I am, I stood up and gave him a big hug.

At the hospital Clio was dressed in a hospital gown and lying inside a narrow hospital bed. She had a big plaster over what I'm guessing were the thirteen stitches. But she was still beautiful. And still unconscious. Thinking that I did all that to her, even as an accident, made me break down for the third time today. And I sunk into a chair in the corner of the ward, crying heavily.

<Clio P.O.V>

I woke with a dizzy feeling in my head and a queasy feeling in my stomach. I could hear voices outside my head but they were all jumbled up so I couldn't understand what they were saying. I guess the ringing sound in my ears didn't help either.

Slowly my senses sharpened and I could smell the sickly scent of disinfectant and I could hear someone - Niall, I think - say,

"Lou, it's okay, it's not your fault" my heart raced when I heard Louis' nickname. Louis is here! Wait, where is here? I thought for a few seconds before remembering what had happened in Louis' suite. How he had gotten angry and stormed into his room, how I had went to comfort him, how as I opened the door Zayn made a teasing comment, and how Louis had stormed out, accidentally nocking me into the cabinet where I banged my head.

And lastly, I remembered Louis' pained voice as he called my name, the last thing I heard before the world faded into blackness.

Actually, the world still was blackness, as my eyes were shut. Why didn't I open them? Okay, here goes. And I opened my eyes.

"Oh!" I gasped with pain as the movement of my eyelids caused movement in my forehead, causing the cut where I hit my head to burn. Ouch. Looking around I noticed that I was in a hospital ward. And looking down I noticed that I was in a hospital gown, lying in a hospital bed. Because I was in so much payne. Lol. No. I meant pain. What was I thinking before? Whatever. Even when I'm hurt I manage to make myself laugh inside.

That thought made me actually laugh, out loud. And the four boys whose heads had turned to face me when I gasped, stared at me like I was crazy. They have good reason.

But the face I was most hoping to see was not there. The brown-haired blue-eyed extremely gorgeous Louis Tomlinson was not there. Sigh.

Niall and I can read each others faces like books so I guess he already knew I was in love with Louis and I guess when he saw me sigh he knew what was wrong.

"Come on over Louis" Niall said softly. Have I ever mentioned how much I love my brother? Well I do. And as the boys said hello and asked how I was feeling, I was barely listening. All I was doing was looking at the devastated boy in front of me who had tears falling freely down from his angelic blue eyes. That was, until Zayn, who had came to hug me like the other boys, whispered in my ear

"It's rude to stare" and I cracked up. But I stopped immediately as it hurt my head when I laughed.

The other boys looked at me like I was crazy but as Louis stepped forward, they all muttered different things about cups of tea and needing a walk and buying some milk, before rushing out the door of the hospital ward. I guess Niall told them about my temper. But I wasn't mad with Louis. Only in love.

Niall patted Louis on the back and said:

"I'll leave you two alone, and I'll go tell the others you didn't mean it."

"Thanks Nialler." Louis replied, wiping tears out of his eyes. As soon as Niall left, Louis looked me in the eye and said

"I'm sorry"

"It's not your-" Louis cut me off and then went into this big long rant about how sorry he was and how he could never make it up to me. I decided to give him the chance to let it all out and so I zoned out and just listened the the amazing sound of his voice. He mentioned something about stitches in my head. Thirteen, I think? Wow, I didn't know it was that bad. Oh well, too late to change anything. And on the plus side, at least I would have a cool scar on my head like Harry Potter. Just mine would be straight, not zig-zaggy.

Eventually Louis' rant blew off and I touched his hand, feeling electricity jolt through my hand at our touch.

"It's okay Lou," I said softly, using his nickname in an attempt to make him feel like I meant what I was saying,

"I forgive you."

Then he leaned down and kissed my cheek. Before, hugging me tightly. He kissed me! Even though it was only on the cheek he still kissed me! There was no doubt about it. I was in love. With Louis William Tomlinson.

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A/N:

Aww! I love this chapter! Its so cute! Please tell me what you think of it in the comments. Sorry its a bit late but i still did what i promised and posted a part today :) i will probably start posting parts every 2 or 3 days. Also, i have decided that Danielle will still be with Liam in my fanfic even though they are apart now in real life :( anywayz hope you enjoyed this!! Bye :) i luv yous :) <3