Larry One Shots

Louis: Paralysis (1)

A/N - Haven't seen anyone else do something like this, so I thought it would be cool. If you have any requests that you want me to do, please put them in the Update! Chapter. Also did quite a lot of research for this story, as I don't know what it feels like to be paralyzed. If there seems to be anything off or you want me to turn this into a full story, let me know. Enjoy!

Background:

Louis and Harry were in a car accident and Louis' spinal cord was severely injured, so he is now paralyzed from the waist down. They arrived home from the hospital about a week ago and are now learning to readjust to life with Louis in a wheelchair and work on rebuilding their relationship after the accident.

Louis POV

I arrived home from the hospital about a week ago after spending nearly a month there. I needed lots of rehabilitation to build my upper body strength, as my lower half was no longer in use. Me and Harry haven't talked much as he feels guilty for what happened, as he was the one driving. I told him to stop feeling guilty as we were hit by a drunk driver, but he still feels that way and I feel terrible.

He's been a huge help though. Lifting me from bed to chair, and chair to couch, and so on and so forth. He enjoys helping me and I love his help, but I do want my independence. The nurse that comes every week to check my progress has suggested using the slide board to get me from my chair to the bed or couch, as it gives myself independence and I wouldn't have to rely on Harry for everything. It's definitely a lot harder than just being lifted, but I'm trying.

This morning I woke up and Harry was downstairs already. I was really sore today and just couldn't use the slide board. The nurse was coming around noon today, so I had time to get myself ready. Harry left me clothes like he always does at the end of the bed. I dressed my top half, but needed some help with the bottom half. I struggled to lift my legs as they just felt like dead weight, not that I could feel them anyway.

"Harry!" I called and waited until I heard footsteps coming toward the bedroom. He came in smiling, but it seemed forced and there was definitely something bothering him. I could tell. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Ready to get up?" He asked, sitting beside me.

"Yeah, but I need help with my pants, socks, and shoes." I said pointing to my folded pants at the end of the bed.

"Of course." He smiled but when he started to help me, his smile faded. He then lifted me bridal style and put me in my chair. My ankles are strapped to the chair to prevent them from spasming. I don't feel my legs, so they are prone to muscle spasms. I've kicked Harry or some of my other friends by accident because my legs just kicked out without warning.

After I get myself situated, I wheel myself to the kitchen where Harry has prepared breakfast. I usually wheel myself unless I'm feeling super sore, which I kind of am today, but I didn't want to bother Harry. I begin to eat before Harry stops me, handing me all kinds of medication.

"Don't forget your meds Lou." I roll my eyes but take them anyway. The medication ranges from blood thinners to keep the blood flowing from the surgery I had to blood pressure medication to muscle relaxers. I usually take a muscle relaxer to help my muscle spasms and sometimes it helps and sometimes it doesn't.

"Haz can I have a pain pill too?" I asked shyly.

"You sore? Why didn't you tell me?" He said handing me some pain medicine.

"I just didn't want to burden you and have you push me around. I like independence." I said beginning to eat my breakfast.

"You'll never be a burden darling. Just tell me next time." He said smiling then frowning again. I decided to wait till later to talk about what was bothering him. We finished our breakfast in silence and we headed to the living room after. Harry puts me on the couch and he brings us some tea. We scroll through the tv channels until we find a movie. Then around 12 the nurse stops by and Liam and Niall come in behind her.