everything // LarryStylinson

31.

Harry's POV

My eyes are closed, but the bright hospital lights burn through my eyelids, making my head hurt.

Almost immediately, the pain hits me like a fucking mack truck.

I blink my eyes open, and notice Louis' bed next to mine.

"Lou," I cough out, earning an immediate reaction from him.

"Oh my god, Harry," He leaned over to see me, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand.

Liam and Niall got up from where they were sitting and stood at the edge of my bed.

"I'm really happy to see you," Liam rubbed my shoulder, I gave him a small smile in return.

Niall broke into a full sob, leaning down to hug me.

"Fuck, man," he cried into my shoulder, gently hugging me.

"Hurts," I whisper, looking up into Louis' perfect blue eyes after Niall pulled away. A single tear rolled down my cheek. I feel like such a fucking pussy.

"I know, baby," Louis pushed my hair out of my face, leaving a small kiss kn my forehead.

"How's you're heart?" I ask, remembering he had gotten a transplant.

"It's good baby, I'm alright. I'm really glad it isn't yours," Louis admits, tears welling in his eyes.

"Harry, nice to see you again," Dr. Shepherd entered the room, followed by Lexi and Callie.

"Hello," I respond, Louis lays back in his bed.

"How are you feeling?" Dr. Shepherd asked, empathy in his voice.

"Back is killing me, bit of a headache too," I admitted.

"Dr. Grey, start an I.V., morphine," Dr. Shepherd ordered, making me nervous.

Just as I'm about to speak, Lexi whispers in my ear.

"I'm going to give you a low dose. It'll numb your physical pain, but you won't feel loopy or anything," Lexi informed me, knowing that drugs make me nervous.

"Thank you," I look into her eyes, she gives me a reassuring nod in response.

"Can you try to wiggle your toes for me?" Dr. Shepherd asked, lifting the sheet off of my toes.

Using all of my effort and strength, I try to move me toes.

"Am I doing it?"  I ask when no one says anything.

"You did good, Harry. We will be back in a little bit," Dr. Shepherd left the room, face neutral.

"Oh my god I'm fucking paralyzed aren't I?" I feel my heart rate accelerate, anxiety building.

"You just woke up Harry, we're going to try again later," Callie said, sympathy laced in her tone.

I feel tears stream down my face, and I don't make any effort to stop them. Louis wipes them away, moving in closer to me.

"It's going to be okay baby, shhhh. Breathe Harry," Louis gently pushed my hair back and continued to wipe my tears in an effort to comfort me.

"What am I going to do?" I ask through tears.

"We'll figure it out Harry. I'll always be here for you," Louis grabbed my hand in his, brought it to his mouth and dropped a kiss. He continued to hold my hand in his, and I put all of my strength into trying to squeeze it.

Suddenly, Louis looked like he saw a ghost, "Did you just squeeze my hand?" He spoke quick.

"I tried to, did you feel it?" I question in response, tone alert.

"Yes! Do it again," He encouraged me, and I focused all my energy into squeezing his hand again.

"Harry! You did it!" Louis exclaimed, happy tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Oh my god," I breathed out, and Louis pressed his lips into mine.

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(A/N Super short, but I need to leave you hanging :) A/N)