Too Young

11:) Close Call

Anne was by Louis' bedside, she didn't have a clue as to how everything happened so fast. How could she have not known about Louis being with Robin? That was deception in Anne's book, and after everything that had happened, all the heartache of losing her very best friend, and where Louis was.

Not even realizing it she wrapped her arm around his small hand and because she felt like he could hear her she began talking to him.

      "Everything is going to be okay, Louis, I know it." She didn't know if this was true for sure, but something told her that after everything, Louis still had a fighting chance. 

As she held onto him, she heard a knock on the door, followed by a gentle voice.

     "Mum, when are we going home I want Mac and cheese as you promised."

Anne could only sigh, she felt a tugging at her heart telling her to stay with Louis but she did have other children that needed attending to.

All things considered, he did have doctors who would be here all night to care for him, many were well-qualified for the position that they were in and Louis was probably just in shock from the electric waves hitting his little heart.

    "Gem, Mum will only be a few more minutes." Anne,  exhaled when Gemma finally gave her a minute, only for the night Anne wished she could spend time with Louis.

 "Louis, everything will be okay, I-I just know it."

She tries to smile, as a tear falls, and she wondered if things could possibly be normal again. By any means, all she really wanted was for Harry to reach out to Louis once more. The memories of them as little children entering her mind as if it was just yesterday.

Saying goodbye to Louis for the night felt like the hardest thing to do. Of course, he was going to have someone look after him, but at the moment Anne wasn't just trusting anyone. Especially Robin, who had the least amount of trust with her. 

   "I'll watch him, Anne, I can promise you." Robin tried to defend himself, he knew what had happened during the night was a complete accident, but it was also a close call for Louis. He could've lost his life and he was under the supervision of Robin. 

Logically, the facts could only point to Robin being responsible for the incident that occurred.

Anne was now on her way to meet with Des and Harry, they had all agreed to go to Little Napoli, it was actually Gemma's favorite place due to their incredible Macaroni and Cheese.

Anne mostly enjoyed it due to the salad and breadsticks, and both of the guys, Des and Harry loved the pizza.

Anne and Des were enjoying the salad and breadsticks when they began to pick up on their children's pitiful mood. They wouldn't even touch their food despite it being their absolute favorite things to eat.

    "Kids, what's going on?" Des inquired, hoping to get a decent answer from at least one of them.

Gemma turned to look at him and with a soft voice, she asked "Can we go back to the hospital, in case something happens to Louis?"

Anne's mouth dropped to the table, completely taken aback by her own daughter's words. She had no idea that Gemma had taken an interest in the twelve-year-old.

   "Nothing is going to happen to him, Gem, he'll be okay after a few nights at the hospital."

Harry looked up with teary eyes, his pizza not even touched as he remarked  "Boobear is my best friend, how could we let this happen, mum, he doesn't deserve this."

Anne obviously knew this, hell, everyone knew this. Even Des, who was the one who had found him on the worst of all days. He was the one who truly initiated a conversation, to begin with. Why he didn't keep Louis instead? Why did he have to give Robin the authority to take care of the young boy who needed support and possibly even guidance in his life?

"Desmond, I said is that okay?" Anne spoke implying something may be wrong, or maybe he just wasn't paying attention. "Do you think the children could go back up to the hospital and see Louis? I know it's getting late, but they are both afraid to lose him. As am I..." She whispered the last part, not wanting to show her emotions too highly if she really did show her emotions it could get ugly in front of an audience.

    "Of course, I'll drive us there. He divulged, grabbing his coat. He wasn't really feeling hungry either despite this food costing probably costing a fortune. He paid and gave the waiter a tip before leaving, the roads were burning hot as he made his way to the hospital.

"Alright kids, stay with your mother while I get the room number and hopefully a faster way than on foot." Staying to hear a response was out of the question, he really wanted to know the 411 on Louis, even though he had been here a month and remained the same. Things could really turn for the worse and he wouldn't be fast enough, or that's what he thought in his mind.

Louis was still in his bed, machines hooked up to monitor his body as he lay in a coma. Nobody was quite sure if he would ever truly get out of it. However, Robin seemed convinced that since he made it this far he would make it out of this. Nobody he knew of was a strong as Louis.

Louis looked at his own body, lying there in the hospital bed,  he couldn't understand what was truly going on in the moment. It could've been hours and he wouldn't have known. His figure looked fragile and almost pale. What happened to him? He remembered Anne saying something about lightning and electric shock, but that couldn't have happened. He had no memory of it, he should have a memory of at least one thing from that night.

As Louis turns to see a man rush towards his room, everything becomes clear.

That was Des, the man who found him in the bathroom that day he ran from home, and instead of him taking him to his home, it was actually Robin. Was Robin a bad character? Louis didn't really think so, except for getting bothered by him being outside while he was at his job.

Louis shook his head, not knowing how he should feel anymore. Was he going to die, he felt so young, he couldn't die this young. Not without seeing Harry just once more, he realized that maybe Harry was more than a friend, or he could be in the future. 

     "Dad? Dad is he okay? Gemma whisked around the corner, the elevator not too far and Harry was right behind her the little guy seeming all too excited to see Louis finally.

Louis gasped as soon as he saw Harry, no one really making an effort to look at his figure in the doorway. They were all turning to look at him in the hospital bed, his tummy rising and falling. His breathing was unwavering, a small smile appearing on his face when Harry made his way over sitting on the bed. I guess that was it, the expression said it all, even though he wasn't conscious.

Author's note:

 This took forever, literally all day, and I'm actually really proud of it! Comments are welcome as well as votes. Thank you for all the support, I really do enjoy writing so the readers do matter when it comes to this :)