I'm Not Hopeless Just Helpless

Chapter #13

Louis' Point of View

I think I fell asleep at some point because Zayn's head was on Liam's shoulder, me head on Zayn's lap and me feet were Niall's lap as he subconsciously held me ankles. I don't know how long we were in this position for but I was convinced I was lulled by the sound of Zayn's light snoring, Niall sleep talking about food and Liam, when I looked at him he was playing on his phone. He must have felt my stare because he didn't lift his head up, "get some sleep Lou."

"What about you?"

"I'll sleep soon." I nodded tiredly and closed my eyes. I heard Liam sigh heavily, he must have thought I was asleep and thought it was okay for him to follow Zayn's and Niall's lead. I smile as sleep finally claimed me and silently thanked 'X Factor' for putting me with the greatest lads a boyo like me could ask for.

2 Hours Later

I woke up to nothing. Niall was gone and so was Zayn the only one left was Liam who was snoring away. I think him and Zayn move me without me waking because instead of me head being on Zayn's lap it was on Liam's. Sighing heavily, I rolled off Liam and stretched. God I want to talk to Harry so bad. I miss him. I miss cuddling into his back, feeling the warmth through me chest as I breath in his scent. Next thing I knew I'm in Liam's arms and he is hugging me tightly.

"Shh, shh, Louis. It's okay. He is going to be okay. He'll wake up." I buried my head into his shoulder

"Sorry lad I didn't even know I was crying."

"Oh Lou." and he embraced me tighter just then Dr. Hunter walks up to us.

"Hello boys. Where's the other two?"

"Gone to get food and coffee" Liam replied

"Right then I've got some good news and some bad news. What would you like to hear first?" I closed my eyes and removed meself from Liam before reopening my eyes and locking them with Dr. Hunter's

"The bad news please." Liam looked at me like I've gone insane and Dr. Hunter smiled respectfully me.

"Harry's left lung had collapsed due to a tear caused by C.P.R. this happened we believe after the trauma of the seconded seizure. Thankfully we were able to correct the damage and it is functioning as normal but he is still on the ventilator and this is due to airwaves being swollen shut. The cause of this was because of the stress his asthma has previously inflicted and the way his body is reacting to the drug. I'm going to be very blunt and I'm very sorry but there is an 80% chance of him not making it through the night." I gasped. I heard something crash to the floor and as me brain came to terms with what the Doc just said. When I finished processing, I realised that the crash that I heard was me knees hitting the floor. Niall who appeared out of thin air picked me up. "What's the good news? You said there was good news. What's the good news?" I chocked.

"You can go see him now." I said nothing as a thought ran through me head hopefully not to say goodbye and Dr. Hunter wrapped an arm around me shoulders, guiding me towards me Harry. We entered a pale white room in which me beautiful boy was in the middle of. There was so many wires and shit attached to him that I was completely unsure if I could hold his hand.

"Harry." I whispered, and he twitched Dr. Hunter gasped and the lads sobbed. (Where the hell did they come from?!)

"Keep talking to him Louis. If Mr. Styles keeps reacting to you like that. I can say with full confidence that his chances of survival will increase substantially." The doctor explained but I shook my head and went over to Harry and interweave our hands instead knowing full well that Harry was more a physical person. Touch has always worked wonders for him.

"Your bandmates weren't joking. You're indeed soulmates." he whispered as Harry's hand twitched in mine. I didn't say anything I just held Hazza's hand. I smiled and with my free hand brushed some loose curls off his head, I then leant down and placed a kiss on his forehead and lent down to whisper into his ear.

"Oh H. You're scaring the shit of us. Me, in particular and I would love nothing more than to see those emeralds of yours. Though as of right now, I'm going to curl up next to you and wait for you to wake up." So that's what I did. Dropping his hand, I ever so gently and ever so slowly moved Harry over a little so I could get comfortable, since he has to be on his back, I laid on me chest and wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and tucking me nose into the crook of his neck.

"He won't move now." I heard Liam sigh.

"Don't even try." I heard Zayn warn the doctor.

"Great! I'll get the sleeping bags." Niall called.

"I don't want to move him. It seems the physical contact is actually having an effect on the patient." I didn't care I just clung tightly but not too tight as I didn't want to upset his mending bones and prayed that this nightmare will be over soon. "Wait a second! Sleeping bags? Sleeping bags! and where the hell are you getting them from and where the hell are you putting them? This is a hospital not a campsite!" I heard the lads laugh.

"Lou always keeps sleeping bags in his car along with pillows and inflatable mattresses. They're for the rare occasions we go camping or have a beach day. He likes to be prepared." Niall answered the first question.

"We're Obviously putting them on the floor out of the way. Don't worry we've had to sleep in close quarters before, so this is nothing new to us." Zayn added leaving with Niall, I presume since I haven't actually lifted my head up from the bed plus I can't smell their cologne as strongly either which I assume means they've left. However, I can tell that Liam is still here and I hear him go the more diplomatic route.

"Yes, Dr. Hunter we are very much aware that this isn't a campsite but if we were to leave Tommo here by himself, he won't move from that spot at all. This is where we become his conscious otherwise he won't eat, won't move, won't shower, which means the moment Hazza wakes up he'll focus on Louis and forget to take care of himself and then once Lou comes back to his senses he will remember that Harry isn't 100% and overprotective Louis is what we're trying to avoid because he will not even let doctors near Harry and to be frank it'll turn into a shit-fight between Louis and the medical staff and I rather not have him sedated again." Liam rounded off impulsively.

"Just stay out the way!" Dr. Hunter ordered, his footsteps growing quiet. Liam sighs and then falls silent. I smile to meself because even though Harry's not well at least I have him in my arms. You better wake up tomorrow Harry Edward Tomlinson because I will follow you to wherever you are to bring you back baby. We've got the boys and our families to think of plus our girls [the fans]. Which means you're needed. I imagined myself saying as I pressed my lips to his, trying to pore as much emotion as I could so Harry could subconsciously feel how much I need him.