Kik (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Where am i? I look on the floor and see a guys clothes. I jerk my head to the right to see a familiar and unexpected person. Louis William Tomlinson. His fore arm is wrapped in bandages but the blood has seeped through. I'll need to change that.
The memories of last night come flooding back to me. The call at 12:30 in the morning, telling me that Louis needed my help. The long car ride to this hotel.
Maybe we should start at the beginning though. I have a feeling things would make more sense that way.