Crashing Down |L.S|

Chapter 8

*In this chapter, you get to see Louis' POV, but remember he is in a coma, so they can't actually hear what he is saying. His thoughts will be in Italics*

2 Days Later

Sunday 11:34 am

Niall

Niall had already passed by Harry's room that morning. He was still asleep, unable to get out of bed. He was getting his staples removed the following day, so hopefully he would get to see Louis.

Niall walked through the halls of the neuro ICU, watching all the patients who were hooked up to tubes and wires and breathing with the help of a machine.

He approached Louis' private room. He was a VIP after all, so he needed his privacy. He saw two nurses walk out of his room, causing Niall to get nervous that something happened.

He walked in and saw Louis peacefully resting on his bed. He had his hospital gown on, with his bright green leg cast. A few nurses had already signed it, so Niall did the same. Taking the sharpie, he wrote on the bottom of Louis' foot, so he would never know what it said. Of course. Niall was funny like that.

Louis was hooked up to everything. He had a tube down his throat that was breathing for him, as he was unable to currently breathe on his own. He also had two IVs, one in each arm, just like Harry. He also had a tube in his chest, assuming to help with his collapsed lung. He was also bruised from head to toe, with a few small scratches along his arms and neck. He had multiple medications running into his IVs, assuming to help keep him from having any pain. Soon a nurse came in to check on him.

"Umm.. Is he okay?" Niall swallowed, holding back tears. He was nervous to ask that question.

"Yes darling. It may look a little scary, but he is peaceful at the moment. All the tubes and wires are helping him stay alive." The nurse checked his vitals and meds, and then began to walk out of the room, but Niall stopped her.

"Can I touch him?"

"Yes of course, just be careful not to move him or any of the wires. But you can hold his hand if you want." The nurse left and it was just Niall and Louis.

Niall took hold of Louis' hand. It was cold, almost like there was no life left in his body. As a tear fell down his cheek, he spoke.

"Hey bud. You've looked better. Harry is worried about you. He takes the blame for what happened." Niall gently lifted his hand, holding it with both of his, trying to warm it up. "You're so cold Louis. You're never this cold."

Niall left for a minute to tell the nurse, as he didn't think this was normal. He was quickly back with the nurse, who had a warm blanket for him. Then she left and Niall just sat with him for the rest of the afternoon.

Louis POV

FLASHBACK - Friday 1:03pm

I could hear people all around me. I was moved from one bed to another, and was then connected to machines. I could hear everything, but I couldn't move. I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn't. A nurse was speaking to me.

"Hi honey! I'm Sarah, I'll be your nurse for the coming few weeks. We are just getting you comfortable." I could only barely make out what she was saying. I went to say something, but I then realized I had a tube down my throat that was helping me to breathe. I couldn't speak, see, or move anything. I started panicking, but they couldn't help me.

"Hey doc! His heart rate is fluctuating, should we give him more pain meds?"

So what he did, they could see it. But then he felt numb, and he could no longer hear anything.