My Famous Boyfriend

7

Niall's P.O.V.:

I watch Louis carefully. Ever since Adam, he hasn't really been the same; he jokes around less, and there is always a sadness behind his eyes. Even just bringing up his name makes us all shudder. Liam and I have been Louis' best friends since Year 2, and we care a lot about him. It worries us to see him like this, especially since he has been doing so well.

Louis has been sitting on the couch staring into space for some time, so I nudged him lightly.

"Louis? Are you okay?" I asked him.

He jerked back into reality. His face was paler than before and his breath was slightly shallow.

"I don't know if I can do this anymore Niall." I heard him whisper before he fell into my arms, unconscious.

I caught him and laid him down on the bed, panicking slightly.

"What do we do?" Liam asked.

"I- Call Harry."

"But-"

"Just do it Liam!"

Liam nodded and ran to get his phone.

10 minutes later, Harry arrived, looking confused. "Hey, why did you want me to come so fast- Oh."

Harry's P.O.V.:

I was currently sitting on my couch, ranting to Zayn.

"I just don't understand!" I whined. "I don't know what I did, but he's just not talking to me anymore, it's like I don't exist. And unless I'm wrong, we were getting along just fine in the beginning!"

Zayn hummed on the other side.

"I just can't seem to stay away from him, you know? His beautiful eyes, and jaw, and his angelic laugh..." I rambled on.

"Harry." Zayn interrupted me. "Why don't you try asking his friends? If he won't talk to you, find out what is wrong, and then try to fix it."

I sighed. "It's not that simple, Zayn. I still talk to them, sure, but at the mention of Louis, they always say they have to be somewhere and just leave."

All of a sudden, my phone started to ring.

"Um... Zayn, I'm going to have to call you back." I said before quickly hanging up.

I picked up the phone again. "Hello?"

"Hey, Harry? It's Liam."

I frowned. Liam never called me. "Uh, hey? What can I do for you?"

His voice was low and he sounded stressed. "I can't explain quickly enough, so I just need you to come over to Louis' house. You know the way. Please, it's an emergency."

I shot up from the couch, instantly worried. I grabbed my coat and ran to my car. When I arrived, Liam let me in.

"Hey, why did you want me to come so fast- Oh." I looked at the couch, where a pale Louis was lying, his breathing shallow, and hands clammy and trembling. 

"We need you to take him to the hospital." Liam told me.

"Me? Why me?"

"Because you are the only one that has a car and can drive. Please?" Niall looked at me pleadingly.

I sighed. "Alright get him in. But, you two are both coming, and you have some explaining to do,"

They looked at each other. "Fine." said Liam. "Let's go."

Louis' P.O.V.:

Worthless...

Useless...