The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 19-

A/N - So I haven't updated in a while, however I've been writing chapters and not uploading them, simply because when I can't update, I can just publish a chapter that I've already written! :)

So yeah...here we go, back to it! *UNEDITED*

*Louis' POV*

The drive to the hospital was the worse thing I've ever had to deal with. My dad has left me, I've been bullied in the past, so many bad things have happened but this...this is the worst.

The second Zayn pulled into the car park, I jumped out and ran straight up to the front desk, a worried Zayn following closely behind.

The second the woman's eyes glanced my way, I quickly asked "where is Harry Styles?!". The tone in my voice must have been harsh as she flinched at my words. Zayn grabbed hold of my shoulders and gently moved me to the side slightly.

"Hi, I'm sorry, my brother has been rushed into hospital and we urgently need to see him. His name is Harry Styles". Even in the harshest times, Zayn still somehow remained calm.

"He's in A & E at the moment, but he should be out in around half an hour. However, only family members will be able to see him." She glanced my way.

Before I even had chance to open my mouth, Zayn was already talking. "I'm his brother and so is Louis. Are we both allowed in at the same time or do we have to go in seperately?"

His manner was so calm and collected that even I began to believe what he said.

"You can both go in, as long as it is only you two then that is fine. Can I take your names please?"

I let Zayn do the talking since my brain was no longer working properly with my lips.

"My name is Zayn Malik, I'm his step-brother. And his name is Louis Styles".

"Ok thank you. If you go to ward 94 he'll be there in around 25 minutes. It's straight down the hall and then your first left, you should see it". She smiled softly at us as we made our way to the ward to wait for Harry.

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Ten minutes had past and yet it felt like a lifetime to me. My mind kept going through all the possible things that the doctor would tell us when he came back.

But one thing kept hooking onto my mind...'Louis Styles'. I must admit that it has a rather nice sound to it, but I've always pictured it as Hary Tomlinson. Yeah, that sounds better.

"Lou?" Zayn's soft voice whispered.

"Yeah Zayn?" I gently replied.

"Are you ok?" His voice sounded so sincere, and in that moment, I forgot everything that had happened in the past with Zayn and Harry. It was almost as if they had never stopped being close siblings.

"I guess so, you?" I whispered.

"I guess so too" he softly chuckled.

I moved closer to him and rested my head onto my shoulder, letting my eyes close for just a moment in hope that the time would pass quicker.

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I woke to the sound of gentle whispers, muffled to my ears. The more I began to wake, the clearer the voices became.

"So he's going to be ok then?" I heard Zayn's voice speak.

"He's going to be perfectly fine. It's a good job that you rang us when you did or else the outcome could've been so much different" someone else's voice sounded.

I let my eyes slowly open to reveal a man in a white coat. White coat? THE DOCTOR!

My entire body sprung up to my feet much to everybody's suprise, including mine. The surprise soon wore off as Zayn stood up to embrace me in an extremely large, tight hug.

His muffled words could be only just be heard, "he's going to be ok Lou! He's going to be fine!" he cried into my shoulder.

I pulled him off me to look into his eyes for security, "did you just say he's going to be fine? Harry is...he's ok?" My voice cracked at the end as I realised that he was safe.

"He's going to be absolutely fine. There will be a lot of bruising and his hand is broken, however, that will heal soon enough" the doctor replied to my question.

"Thank you so much doctor! Can we go in and see him now?!" Zayn asked, just as happy and over excited as I am. The doctor simply nodded and walked away.

Slowly, Zayn walked into the room with me following closely behind. Upon walking in, my eyes landed upon the beautiful brown locks that I have fallen in love with. His emerald green eyes hidden behind his lids, as he lay peaceful.

I took a seat next to his bed, taking his uninjured hand into my own. Gently I allowed my thumb to stroke the back of his hand, tracing gentle patterns on it.

"Lou..." he mumbled. My eyes shot to his lips, his beautiful pink lips that make my name sound so perfect.

"I'm here Harry. I'm here" I placed a kiss on the back of his hand.

"Lou..." he mumbled again, his eyes fluttering open slowly.

"I'm just going to get a drink, I know he's safe in your hands" Zayn spoke up, leaving the room and smiling at us.

I looked back down at the curly haired boy to see a pair of bright green eyes staring up at me, his hand squeezing tighter on to mine, almost as if I would drift away if he let go.

"Louis" he voice was weak but my name still sounded perfect coming from his lips.

"Hey Hazza, how you feeling?" I asked.

"Better now that I'm with you" he managed to smile a little, still clearly exhausted.

"Well I know for a fact that I won't be leaving you alone again, not after this". My eyes scanned his body to all the forming bruises and scars where he had bled.

"I faught back Louis" he spoke.

"Against him?" I couldn't even say his name, just the thought made my blood boil.

"Yes, against him. I would've just let him beat me but he insulted you. He said that whoever my boyfriend is must be a low life and that's when I snnaped" the tears were now forming in his eyes and I could see that he was about to break again.

"I'm proud of you baby" I kissed his forehead. "But let's not talk about that now, right now is just about us".

"I love you Louis" he smiled sincerely.

"I love you too Harry...I love you too". Leaning over him slightly, I stole a kiss. In that moment, I knew that everything was going to be alright.