My Life For Hire (Larry Stylinson AU)[ON HOLD INDEFINITELY]

Chapter 9

Harry's POV

I couldn't see a thing, I heard Louis' and Zayn's familiar voice, they sounded so far away and frantic. Louis sounded like he was crying. My chest ached at the sound of his voice, it sounded so hopeless, and broken. It was agonising to hear, if I could cry, and move right now, I would. I'd hug Louis as tight as I could, and I'd cry into his shoulder, I'd cry for him. Definitely.

I tried to open my eyes, but they felt like they were glued shut, like they'd never open or anything. I tried to move my fingers, but it was much harder than I would have ever thought, I tried to force my fingers to move. Force my brain to demand my fingers to move, but my bloody brain had other plans. Other plans like having me stay here, unable to move. I bet you my brain found this hilarious.

When I had regained control over my own body, I groaned and rolled over. Oh Lord, it felt so nice to be able to move! I felt sore all over though, my limbs ached, my head pounded and I felt like I was hit by a truck a million times over. Jesus Christ, I felt terrible! And a little hungry too...

When I had made noise, and moved, all Louis' and Zayn's talking had stopped. The room was totally quiet, and it was annoying, I needed noise. Like now.

I opened my eyes, my vision was a bit blurry for a couple seconds before I blinked the blurriness away. When my sight had finally cleared, it was like someone was lighting my eyes on fire! I groaned at the pain and covered my eyes with both hands.

"Harry?" Louis asked in a gentle voice. I heard him shift his weight in my direction. I heard him. Should I have heard him move? I don't think I was suposed to, what is wrong with me? "Harry? How do you feel?"

I groaned in response and rolled over onto my stomach. The simple movement sent pain through out my whole body. I wanted to scream, it hurt so much. So, so much.

"Zayn, what's happening? He should have woken up this early," Louis asked, his voice going high at the end as if he was going to cry. "Zayn! He's in pain! He shouldn't be in pain anymore!"

"I-I don't know! You're right, he shouldn't have woken up this early!" Zayn sounded frantic. The pain was worsening with every passing moment.

The pain was just turning into burning, the burning was turning into numbness. Pretty soon I felt like I was burning again, the pain throbbed through out my body. The burning, and the throbbing. I wanted to scream out, I wanted to.

"Liam!" Louis yelled, the loud sounded had my hears ringing painfully. I groaned again and slowly moved my hands to my ears, I nearly cried out at the immense pain it brought.

It had started at my arms, and then rapidly spread out through my whole body.

"Liam!" Louis yelled again.

"Louis!" Zayn snarled, "Shut up! You're causing him more pain!" I heard a smacking noise.

"Harry," I heard Liam's gentle, concerned voice say beside me, "Harry, I need you to roll over." I didn't move, or give a response, I stayed on my stomach with my hands over my ears and my eyes shut tight.

I felt gentle, but strong around wrap around my body and slowly roll me over onto my back. I cried out in agony at the movement. I couldn't hold in my screams after that. With each breath I took, pain seemed to highten. I cried out again.

"I don't know what's wrong with him!" Liam yelled frantically, I felt hands on my face. I shook my head.

"Don't touch me!" I growled. I would have frowned at my harshness, and the sound I had made. I don't growl. Do I? No, no I don't. I shouldn't!