So here's an important note. I've had lots of people commenting and telling me that my chapters are too short. If that's all you have to say, don't say anything.
I've told you all multiple times hoe busy I am and how stressed out I get. You should be happy that I update at all. Would you rather u just leave you hanging for several weeks? That's what I thought.
Oh hey guys!!! Look at who's p.o.v. it is to start the chapter. Heehee!!!!!
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Louis p.o.v.
"Guys stop staring at me," I said, sighing for probably the thousandth time today.
"Sorry," the boys all echoed, mumbling and looking down at their feet.
Harry just gripped my hand a little tighter and scooted a little closer to me. He laid his head down on my shoulder. I smiled down at him.
"You were unconscious for over a month Louis its just weird," Niall said, snapping me out of my fond gaze.
"Yeah, I know," I whispered. Now it was my turn to stare at the floor.
"I think we need to talk," Liam suggested, sitting up in his chair.
Harry whimpered beside me and I shot Liam a look. He just nodded patiently.
"Look, no one has to answer anything they're not comfortable with, but I think we all have some questions," he explained.
"Alright, fine," I said, sighing again as I squeezed Harry's hand.
"We're brothers guys, no secrets," Zayn said quietly.
"Alright first off, Niall?" Liam asked.
Thats a very vague question. Niall seems to understand though. I guess you miss a lot when you're in a coma.
Niall sighed (join the club) and scooted to the edge of his chair.
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(Flashback)
Niall's p.o.v.
"You can see him now," a nurse said, poking her head out of the door.
In an instant, Harry was on his feet and in the room. I got up and followed him.
I almost started crying at the sight that greeted me. Harry was sitting on the bed, with his arms wrapped around Louis. Louis was resting his head on Harrys shoulder, tears streaming down his face. His eyes were OPEN.
I smiled at them, then turned and walked back into the hallway. They need some time alone.
I pulled out my phone and saw that I had 12 missed calls and 10 text messages. Shit!
I quickly dialed Liams number. It didn't even ring once before he picked up.
"Niall where are you?" he yelled as soon as I'd answered.
"Im at the hospital," I told him.
"Where's Harry? Is he okay?" Liam practically wailed.
"He's with Louis and he's fine, now," I explained.
"Now?" Liam demanded.
"He tried to kill himself with pills but I stopped him and he's okay now, but Liam," I said, pausing.
"What?" he asked.
"Louis woke up. He's awake and he's fine," I said in one breath.
"Holy fuck," Liam cursed. "Jesus, I'm on my way, I'll be there in like 10 minutes," he said.
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Empty {sequel to Broken}
FanfictionNiall's alive, but still broken. Not to mention shipped off to a rehab center. Louis is in a coma, maybe to never wake up again. Zayn start having problems dealing, and doest handle it in a very good way. And Harry... Is just empty