Fighting For Love

Chapter 17

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Harrys POV

Jay and I had been snuggled up in the waiting room for what seemed like an eternity. We didn't speak nor did we move. We just stayed, bundled up in our own thoughts, regrets and hopes, when I began to feel guilty for not ringing the boys and telling them what had happened.

I unlocked my phone and nervously scrolled through my missed calls. The most recent person that tried to call was Liam, so I decided that I would ring him first. But, as my finger hovered over the call button, my phone started vibrating. Liam's caller ID was flashing on the screen. Coincidence huh!

I answered the phone to Liam's voice, full of panic "Louis. Louis. He's in trouble ..." A lump began to form in my throat knowing that the boys had no idea what was happening . "I know... I'm here, at the hospital." I said with a shaky breath, not knowing what Liam's reaction would be like. There was complete silence on the other end for a solid 60 seconds. Only the sounds of my heavy breathing could be heard.
Then Liam seemed to miraculously come alive again. His confused voice shot back with a loud "What?!! You've known for how long?! Why the hell didn't you tell any of us!"
"I'm sorry" I shamefully replied.
"Sorry doesn't cut it Harry!" He snapped. "I don't know what has gotten into you, you've been abusive and hurtful, and now you're keeping secrets from the band! You're friends Harry! I thought we were you're friends!!! I thought you loved Louis but obviously not since you full on slapped him across the face! And for what reason! WHAT FUCKING REASON!!"

This hurt.

Like every one of Liam's words was a knife stabbing me in the chest.
He didn't understand the feelings that I had bottled up inside.
But I couldn't belive he was yelling at me, I had a legitiment reason for being angry at the time. Yes I regret hitting Louis but.....
"Liam just take a moment to stop being the good guy for one fucking moment and just think about things from my point of view. Louis was literally dating Eleanor right in front of me! It wasn't just a few lovey tweets to each other either! They were kissing and everything. RIGHT IN FROUNT OF ME! In front of ME Liam! And there was nothing I could do about it! Think about that! How would you feel if that was happening to you!"
"But that is no reason to PHYSICALLY ABUSE someone Harry!"
"He's still in recovery Liam" I said in a monotone voice.
"What?!" He yelled
"HE'S STILL IN RECOVERY! HE'S NOT AWAKE!" I yelled back. "At least I don't think....." I trailed off.
"So you haven't seen him"
"No Liam I. Have. Not. Seen. Him."
"So all this time you were..."
"Crying in the waiting room of ward 37 with Jay"
"So you told his....."
"Yes Liam. What type of person do you think I am!"
The line fell silent again.
"I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too!" I burst into tears yet again. You'd think I would all out of tears by now but they keep falling. Like a waterfall of regret and sorrow.
"I'm coming to the hospital" Liam announced through my sobs, which were now beginning to increase in volume.
"Yea.... Okay...." I sniffled.
"I'll tell the other boys for you.......And I'll be there soon okay"
"Yea...... Ward 37" i said, my lips quivering.
"Ward 37" he confirmed
"Bye..... Sorry.... Bye" I stumbled upon words
"You hang in there buddy! And look after Louis mum, that's what he would want okay"
I nodded like an obidient child, even though I knew he couldn't see me.
"I'll be there soon okay. Bye"
And with that the line went dead