Angels can Fly✅

Chapter 22

♤Louis' POV♤

My Harry holds me while the doctor sticks the sharp needle through my skin to stitch up the places I cut, it feels like a hot poker being pressed against my soft skin. I try not to watch, but something about seeing the skin being pulled, the blood, it looks so fascinating. "Lou don't look it'll only hurt worse." He rubs the back of my hand with his thumb, it makes me feel so safe when he does that. "I know Haz, I just like to look at it to remind myself to not be that dumb again, the pain reminds me of how stupid I was." His eyes do not move from my face as I watch, he pulls the needle through and knots up the threads. He lools pale for a second, like he has forgotten something. "Did you take your medicine today lovely? You look a little pale." I ask him as the doctor ties the last knot and wiping away the blood. "No..I-I..I haven't Lou. I was going to after I got my hair done but..there want really a chance to. I feel terrible right now, I am so dizzy." He bows his head to look at his feet, he really does feel bad and not just because of his pills. "Hazza, you can take them as soon as we get to the hotel and then we can go get dinner how about that? I am okay I really am, I was dumb and I hurt myself, I am okay baby. Look at me." I pull his chin up to face me, salty water brims his eyes and a wet tear falls from his left. "Look at me, I am okay Harry. Once we get you your pills you will be okay too, then we can eat, then we can go back to the hotel and watch movies okay?" I carress his beautifully chiseled face, rubbing his cheek with my small thumb. His wet eyes make me sad, so so sad. All I get from him is a simple okay and a nod, I really need to make sure that he is takes his pills as soon as he wakes up.

"You two are free to go, make sure to not rip those stitches kid." The doctor hands us my papers and lets us leave, my leg is still numb and walking is hard. When we get to the hotel room I watch Harry take his medicine, and I make sure he swallows it too. I change clothes into a nice dress shirt, a blue button up, and darker black jeans. "How this Haz?" I turn in circles while walking to him, gaining a slight giggle. "Looks great Boobear." He kisses me, putting his hands on my waist while he stands up. "I will never get tired of this babe, never ever. You make me so happy." I stand on his feet so I can reach his mouth, I kiss him back.

After dinner we walk in the night of Paris, the cool wind reminds me of home. "Harry, will you love me forever?" While our arms are locked we walk through the streets, stopping to look at the tower. "What kind of question is that? Of course I will love you forever, I want to marry you Lou, I want to more than anything else in the world. In my head, you are already my husband. I could tell you that I loved you a billion times a day and it would still not be enough to express my love. I love the way you say my name, I love the way you smile, I love the way you sleep, I love the way you sing, I love everything about you Louis Tomlinson. My Louis, my dear, lovely Louis, I will love you forever." He hold my waist close, keeping me safe while telling me these innocent words of love. He is so precious, so pure. I can not help but think of how pretty my boy, My Harry. His skin glows like the morning sun, his eyes glimmer like the stars in the night sky, his smile is wide like the European mountains, his nose is perfectly shaped like a wonderful masterpiece, his stunning white teeth are as bright as a fresh winter snow, and he is my universe. My universe looks me in the eyes and winks at me, even his wink is adorable. "I promise." I say, resting my into his muscly chest, he is warm like a summer sun. "I promise Boobear." He says it back, making me sure I made the right decision by purchasing his ring today. "Do you think you'll always call me that Hazbear, I love it." I lift my head to look at him again, his emerald eyes make me fall in love again. The deep pools of jade consume me, the make me feel like I am flying in a sky of clouds and sunshine. "You will always be my Boobear, my sunshine, my star, my lou, my baby, my Louis." He speaks such great words, such amazing things that I love to hear, I am safe with him. "Harry, Harry, Harry." I press my forehead to his collar bones with my arms wrapped around his torso, I am in love with Harry Styles.