✔️STRONG [L.S]

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{LOUIS' POV}

*December 25th, 2014*

After a cup of hot tea, my mind had cleared, allowing me to remember everything that actually happened. After we left the Horan's house, I didn't run from the plane. I boarded. It had been late when we got back home, and my mind had been filled with thought's of Harry, so I just went to bed. Which is when I had the dream. I sighed, setting my cup in the sink.

"Merry Christmas baby." I turned my head at the voice, giving my mum a weak smile.

"You too Mum." She walked over to give me a hug, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I laid my head on her shoulder and closed my eye's. She hummed to me quietly, running her finger's through my hair. I enjoyed these moment's I had with my mum. I rarely got them since the X factor, and not to mention how many people she had to take care of.

"I love you..." I croaked, squeezing her tighter.

"I love you too boo bear..."

"MUMMY!!! LOUIS!!! HURRYYYYY!!!" We both chuckled at the twin's cries for us to hurry, and walked into the living room, seeing everyone gathered around the tree.

"Merry Christmas."

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{HARRY'S POV}

*December 25th, 2014*

I shot up in bed, panting heavily as my heart pounded against my chest.

"Louis?" I whispered, glancing around. I didn't see him...But he... he was here. He was in my arm's...

"Hey how are you feeling?" I jumped, turning my head to see a nurse standing above me.

"W-Where's Louis?" I whispered, tear's welling behind my eye's. My finger's dug into the mattress, and my breathing was beginning to pick up again.

"Who's Louis honey?"

"I-I...My boyfriend! He was here in the visitor room but then he passed out because he saw the blood on my arm and... and..." I took in gulp's of fresh air, silent tear's falling down my face.

"Let me go check the visitor sign in." She said before leaving the room. I ran a shaking hand through my hair, but then something caught my eye. There was a white bandage wrapped tightly around my arm. There was a doctor walking around the room attending to other patient's, so I called him over.

"What happened to my arm?" I whispered, eyebrow's furrowed together.

"You were scratching it open, and two nurse's found you passed out in your room and carried you here." He said, clearing his throat. What? But that's not what happened... Was it?

"Harry, there was no Louis ever here." The nurse from before said, walking back into the room. My finger's clenched into my hair, and I took a deep, shuddering breath. It was all a dream?

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{NIALL'S POV}

*December 25th, 2014*

I groaned quietly, blinking my eye's open as they adjusted to the light. The headache I had pounded furiously at the continuous beeping somewhere near me. I turned my head to the side, seeing several machine's around, wire's connecting into my arm's. Confused, I looked down, seeing myself dressed in what looked like a hospital gown. Panic raced through me, and the beeping sped up. I looked around quickly, everything adding up quickly. I was...I was in a hospital?

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BECAUSE ANY WORLD WHERE I DON'T LOVE YOU IS A WORLD THAT DOESN'T EXIST.