Secret Lovers *not finishing*

Chapter 4, Waiting

3 hours later

I hear 3 familar voices and slowly start to wake up. I open my eyes to see Niall, Liam and Zayn in tears, well actually Niall looked like he was bawling. I turn in panic but only see my Harry fast asleep and breathing at a nice, steady pace. "Louis, your awake!" Niall shouts and runs over and hugs me. I yawn "how long was I out?" "About 3 hours or so" Liam tells me, I yawn again. I look to see all the boys staring at something. "What?" I hiss. Zayn chuckles and I follow their gazes. My hand was still grasping onto Harry's, only my fingers intertwined with his.  I blush and gently lay his hand on his chest and look down in embarrassment. "That was" Niall says but get cuts off by Liam "Cute!" I roll my eyes "yeah, whatever" I mumble and turn to no longer see Harry's smile. "How long have you guys, errr been here?" I ask and finally look up. "Well we got the call about 30 minutes after the accident, and we rushed over here but got stuck in traffic for 2 hours and we arrived about 3 hours ago. " Liam tells me and smiles, I couldnt help but smile back. "We got a hotel room right across the street" Zayn says and points out towards the window. "We were waiting for you to wake up, so we can all go back together" Niall says and walks over to Liam. 'I'M NOT LEAVING!" I yell to the boys, probably louder than necessary. They all look at each other and finally Niall speaks up. "But you need to eat, and get some real rest out of this muggy room". "No, I'm not leaving this room, I'm not moving and I'm not leaving Harry." I say and try to make myself clear to them. I look over to Harry and sigh. "Well, we'll be back tomorrow morning, call us if anything happens." I just nod to Liam and give them all a hug and whisper goodbye. They all walk over to Harry and say bye, but Niall lightly hugs him and kisses his cheek. I wave bye and sit back into my chair. I look out the window and see them leave to the hotel. "Oh Harry, please wake up" I murmur. I sigh and grab his hand and began to trace circles onto it. I look down to Harry's feet and I see his toes twitch. I gasp "Harry?" I ask. His hand slips out of mine and his body starts to move. "Harry!" I shout excitedly, "your awake!" I pull the string to tell the nurses and wait for them to arrive. Then I noticed his eyes were not opening and his whole body started to viscously shake. "Harry!?" I scream. I run outside and yell "Please someone help me!" A nurse runs in and drops everything she was carrying. "He's having a seizure! Quick get a doctor!" I see about 2 other nurses run in and the same doctor sprints in as well. Yet again I get shoved out of the room. It seems as if I was getting pushed away from Harry no matter what. "His body is reacting to the medicine and not taking it well!" "His heart rate is shooting up" they all say to each other. "Not again, please no!" I scream. I look in through the window and see his body furiously shaking. I watch in horror as he twitches and watch as his heart montior goes out of control. I dial the Liam's number, my hand sweaty and shaking as i do so. But I drop my phone to the ground as I see Harry's eyes shoot open. I then hear a blood gurgling scream escape his mouth. I gasp "HARRY!" I yell. His eyes flutter to mine. I look for the beautiful green orbs but their blood shot and rolled to the back of his head, he lets out another scream. "Whats happening?" I yell and drop to the floor. I put my head bewteen my knee's and begin to sob. "No Harry, please" I scream and ball my fists up and pound the floor. I throw my phone at the wall and it shatters. I hear another dreadful cry come from Harry. I try to ignore them but this time "LOUIS!" He chokes out. I pop up and see him throwing up and his body covered in sweat. I run in "Get him out!" a man screams. "No!" I yell and run to Harry and grab his hand. He was shaking and sweating like crazy and his body was warm, to warm. "Shh, shhh I'm here" I tell him and begin to cry. He pukes again, but I keep my hand on his. A women grabs his arm and shove a needle in it, along with a liquid. About 10 minutes later it's calm. His heart starts to slow and my grip tightens around his hand. I look at his beautiful eyes and I see him flash a smile. His head falls back and his eyes shut. I begin to panic but the doctor says he slipped back into the coma. "He never really was awake, it was just his body reacting to the medicine." I nod but I'm still confused. The boys immediately showed up and hugged me, trying to comfort me. I tell them he's okay now and I'm fine. I sigh and look at the angel that should not be laying there. "It should have been me" I tell myself over and over. "It should have been me."

3 days later

I never left, I rarely slept, I havn't eaten anything either. I just couldn't function right knowing my curly haired boy once filled with smiles and giggles now lays in a bed, wires everywhere and perfectly emotionless and it was all my fault. I cried and cried hoping he would open his eyes, but he never did. I waited all day and all night but nothing. The last glimpse I got of his beautiful green eyes was 3 days okay, when he had his seizure and they flew open. They look horrid, panicked and fear was filled in them not happiness and love. It scared me. The boys visited everyday and would stay for a few hours, but I always stayed. I grabbed his hand and put it to my cheek, I sighed as his big hands cupped my cheek. I leaned in and breathed in his smell. Even though with all those wires and hospital smells and his sweatiness surrounding him, I could still smell is cologne and foresty smell. He still looked beautiful.. Whoa there Louis what are you saying, I begin to think. But now I don't even care. I just wanted Harry's safe, reassuring arms around me and him telling me he was alright. I would apologize every night to him, for making him in this condition. For making him unable to move and speak for making him practically lifeless. It was all my fault to. "If only i saw the car earlier" I screamed. I buried my face into my small hands and let the tears fall. I cried a lot, but I couldn't help it. Harry was my best friend, the cheeky one who would always make me laugh, smile, talk to. Now he couldn't do that and I couldn't do the same. "He probably hates me, wishes I was dead because I did this to him. Wishes it was me, instead of him" I told myself and looked down at the pale, stiff boy. "I wish it was me, because Harry, your way better than I ever will be, your more successful, the fans love you more, I even love you more than myself" I whispered to his frozen body. I sit on the floor and take his hand and lay my head into to it, hoping he will wake and let his fingers fiddle with the greasy strands. I sigh "I love you Haz, I really do and I miss you, so much." I just sit there on the floor, thinking and wishing it was me in his position, I would risk my life for this boy. I need him, the fans need him, everyone needs him more than me. No one would care if my body laid on the small, hospital bed. My petite frame a pale color and my face looking sorrow. I know I wouldn't mind at all because that mean't Harry was safe and okay. I close my eyes and let all my thoughts take over.