This chapter is dedicated to destielOTP73 because DAMN you're fast, holy hell. Anyways, hope you enjoy! Also, I'm sorry about this...
(January 8th)
HARRY
"Zayn, I know that you're in love with Liam, but can you pay attention to me for five minutes please?" I huffed.
He sighed. "He's just so dreamy, you know?"
I shook my head, amused. "No, I don't know. Jesus Christ this is going to be a long day. I miss Lou already."
He rolled his eyes. "Oh shut up. I am fantastic company. Also, I need help with this question. What the hell does ebullient mean?"
We worked for about another half an hour before Zayn's phone started ringing.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Um, Liam."
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, pick it up. But no more than five minutes!"
He stuck his tongue out at me, and picked up his phone, walking away. Within seconds he was rushing back to me, and I looked up surprised as he shoved the phone in my face.
"Louis' hurt." was all he said.
My eyes widened, and I pressed the phone to my ear. "Liam? What the hell is going on?"
Liam's voice was rough, as if he had been crying. "Lou's at the hospital Harry. He's in a coma."
I dropped the phone in shock. Zayn looked at me, biting his nails nervously. "What's wrong?"
"It's Lou," I whispered. "H-He's in a coma."
"He what?!" Zayn shrieked, rushing to pick up his phone. "Come on, we gotta go!"
He grabbed my arm, leaving all our stuff in the library.
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When we got to the hospital, we met up with Liam and Niall in the waiting room.
"How did this happen?" I demanded.
"I-I found him," Niall spoke up quietly. "He was lying in an alley near our dorms all bloody and bruised and he was unconscious, so I called an ambulance and they brought him here. I don't know who did it to him."
I breathed out heavily.
"Can I see him?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.
"Um, yeah, we already went." Liam put his arm around Niall's shoulder as he let out a sniffle.
Zayn put his hand on my shoulder. "You go first. I'll go in there later."
I gave him a smile as a thank you, and hurried to the receptionist. "Hi, I'm here to see Louis Tomlinson?"
She looked up, giving me a kind smile. "Name and relation?"
"Um, Harry Styles, and I'm his boyfriend."
She nodded. "Okay, 3rd floor, Room 371."
I thanked her before rushing to the elevator.
I reached the room quickly, and knocked quietly on the door with shaking hands. A young nurse opened the door with a smile.
"Hi, is this Louis Tomlinson's room?"
"Yes, come in," she opened the door wider, allowing me to come in.
I entered hesitantly, and gasped at what I saw. Louis, my Louis, was lying on the hospital bed, frail and bruised, tubes up his arms and nose. I couldn't help it. I took one look at him and burst into tears.
"Fuck," I wiped them away. "Lou."
I sat on the bed beside him, holding his small hand.
"What happened to you, baby?" I sniffled. "You were fine this morning. We woke up together, we were laughing and happy. How did this happen?"
I leant forward, kissing his forehead. "Please wake up soon my love." I begged him. "I don't think I'll be able to last long without you."
So that was a pretty short chapter, but there you go!
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