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Chapter 5

Harry's POV:

Nothing. That's what I could see. 

Nothing. 

But I could hear. And it was the worst. 

There was screaming. There was yelling. There were things being broken. 

But even worse, the voices.

People were yelling but so were the voices. 

Go kill yourself.

Worthless.

Faggot.

You will never be loved.

My hands went to my ears, the voices wouldn't stop. I can't hear anything all of a sudden. Only the voices. Nothing I do will drown them out. So, I do the only thing I can think of. Scream. 

I couldn't hear it but I could feel my scream. My vocal cords felt like they were ripping. 

Someone was at my side in seconds. "Harry!" I hear way off in the distance. Then all of the noises stop. 

I welcome the darkness. Darkness seems better than this.

...

I wake up and try to force my eyes open but the pain is too unbearable. My head hurts, my arm feels like it's burning, my legs are numb and my abdomen feels like death. So I lay there, but I hear sniffling.  

I force my eyes to flutter open. I squint at the bright white light above me. Where the hell am I? This isn't my home. Then it all comes back to me. Home, Derrick, when I blacked ou-

"HARRY! YOU'RE OKAY! NURSE, WE NEED A NURSE IN HERE NOW!" A high-pitched voice says next to me. I know that voice. The one that sounds like honey. I turn my head to the left to see bright blue eyes rimmed with red starring back at me. 

Louis.

Even crying, I can't deny he looks beautiful. A nurse and a doctor come rushing in and start asking me questions. 

My head is swarming. So many people. Too many people. Too many voices.

I wish the darkness would come back. I wish. I close my eyes to drown them out. Someone screams and I look up at the speed faster than light.

"NO! Harry!" Louis screams. I look at him for answers but he's not looking back at me, his blue eyes are closed tight with tears flowing out of his eyes.

"Please don't close your eyes again. Please Harry I can't lose you again." Louis sobs out and is now hysterical. The nurse notices and makes him look back at me. His eyes light up and he runs over to me, taking my hand into his own. I get butterflies in my stomach, why does he have this effect on me?

Again? Lose me again? What? Almost reading my mind, one of the nurses answers my question.

"Harry, you were stabbed 3 times in the abdomen, you have kicks and scratches all over you, and you are covered in bruises." 

"You died for 3 minutes when you arrived." 

I do the worst thing possible. I gasp. A sharp pain surges through my side. I start to have a coughing fit and can't catch my breath. My lungs feel like they're on fire.

The nurses and doctors rush over and put a mask over my nose and mouth. After 5 desperate heavy breaths for air, the medicine in the mask kicks in.

Finally, I can breathe.  

My mind clears after around 2 minutes of breathing through the mask. The questions for myself swarm my mind.

Why does Louis care so much?

Why is Louis here?

Where is Derrick?

Do they know what happened?

Will Derrick get in trouble? I hope so. I'm not in love with him. He did this.

"Okay Mr. Styles, you must be a little confused now." The doctor says, making my head snap up. "Harry, you have 30 stitches and a collapsed lung." I look over at Louis who looks at me with sad eyes, he's so beautiful.

Woah, beautiful?

Everyone but Louis and one nurse go and leave the room. "Ring the red button on here if he starts coughing blood or can't breathe okay?" She says, directing at Louis and hands him a remote. His eyes go wide and he looks at her with fear in his eyes.

"Wh- what? Coughing up bl- blood?" He says, his voice shakes and sounds filled with tears. 

"Don't worry, it's normal, his lung is trying to drain the fluid." She says, walking towards the door. Then she turns around, and says:

"Oh, and don't kiss him too hard." She says and leaves with a wink.

My cheeks turn red at the comment and it looks like Louis' do too.

No.

He's just embarrassed that she thinks that.

He doesn't like you.

"Harry?" Louis says, I must have zoned out again. Ugh, this happens too much.

I go to face him, only to see tears running down his face once more. He's pretty when he cries. 

"I'm so sorry Harry." He chokes out. What is he sorry for? The next words are the ones I've feared to hear.

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oh louis.. he's so sad about harry..

why does he care so much though?

what is louis sorry about? 

haha jk i already know.

- Lillian xx