Chance meetings (A Louis Tomlinson Love Story)

Chapter 10- Discharged

Maya’s POV

We walked out of my hospital and looked up to remember how lucky I had been, if I hadn’t been rushed to hospital when I was, I would have died. The doctor had told me that if I had been 10 minutes later I would have died. He said I was lucky, I thought so too.

"Hey babe, you alright?" asked Lou as he gently placed his arms around my hips, pulling me in.

I turned around, "I nearly died," I replied a tear ran down my check.

"You’re alive and that’s all that matters," he placed his hands on my back and I felt his draw circle with his finger, he came in and sang into my ear, softly, "I will catch you when if you fall." The memory of what happened in the bathroom when I was crying returned to my mind. I felt safe in his arms, I felt secure, as if nothing could hurt me. I placed my head on his shoulder and I felt a final tear come out of my eye and onto Lou’s shirt. We stood there for a minute, just embraced in a hug. I looked up, Louis was standing there, smiling, and he raised his hand and whipped under my eyes. "I love you, Maya, and I am glad you are safe."

"I love you too," I replied with a smile, I looked deep into his blue eyes, we both leaned in and his soft lips pressed against mine. It felt so right, we went a bit deeper until he placed his hand on my broken rib and I pulled out.

"Ow, I am so sorry," he said I could tell that the look on his face, expressed his emotion so well, I couldn’t get mad at that face.

"It’s ok; it’s not that bad," I bend down a little to grab my bag, but Louis stopped me and grabbed the bag before I could.

"I’ve got it," he smiled as he held out his hand for me to start walking, I didn’t argue and started walking forward, towards the elevator, I wasn’t up for taking the stairs. We headed out to the front of the hospital and Louis stopped me before I could turn the last corner, he was already around but he was frozen and trying to think. It was funny when he was thinking, he slightly stook out his tongue. It was so cute.

"What’s wrong?" I asked, I peeked around the corner, I saw paparazzi outside the hospital door, security was holding them back.

"It’s paparazzi, they’re waiting for us to go out," he got out his phone, and called someone. "Hey Paul, its Lou, there are journalists waiting outside of the hospital and we need to get to the airport fast….ok cool thanks." He turned to me, "Paul is going to have a ride waiting out the back for us, and they are too rough to take you out there."

"Too rough, to take me out there, I have a broken rib not a broken spine."

"I know, I just don’t want you to get hurt," he replied with a smile, as we walked towards the back exit. I kissed his cheek, and I could see they started to go red but it was so cute. We made it towards the exit and saw Paul standing at the door.

"Hey Paul," said Louis.

"Hey Louis, listen its clear this way but I don’t know for how long, so let’s go," replied Paul. He directed us to a black BMW, we got in and in no time, we were at the airport, and it was time to say goodbye. We entered the airport and Louis as usual had his hoodie and sunglasses on. I looked around and I saw four other hooded figures and Alice. We walked over to them.

"Hey babe, how you feeling?" asked Harry, he gave me a hug.

"Sore but I’ll be fine," I replied.

"You gave us all a scare," said Niall, now also gently giving me a hug, Liam was next and then Zayn, they all gave me a hug.

"I’m sorry guys, I try not to do that again," I said with a smile.

"Got a scar?" asked Zayn.

"Yeah, big one, it’s pretty brushed too," I replied with a small smile.