One Direction- The Larry Stylinson Tragedy (Larry Stylinson and Niam Bromance)

Harry Styles wants to admit his love for his best friend, Louis Tomlinson, once their last concert of the tour is over. Little does he know about the tragic events that are going to happen. Will Harry live or not? Will Niall and Liam also confess their love for each other?

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7. Minus One

Harry POV:

     I have kissed quite a few people, but this one was different. It was like a spark. Nothing I have ever felt before. Louis pulled away after a few seconds. I don't know how long it actually was because I was lost in the moment.

     Louis was about to sit back down and I said his name. "Louis."

     "Yeah?" he replied.

    I scooted over, which was extremely painful, and patted the empty space on the small one person bed. I couldn't leave much room, but it hurt to much to move any more and I was almost up against the side. Louis went to go and turn the light off and came and got on the bed. He lays down beside me with our bodies touching. I was so incredibly happy. He grabs my hand and kisses me on the cheek.

     "Good night Haz." He said. I think he was smiling but I couldn't tell because of the darkness in the room.

     "Night." I said with a grin. Next thing I know, I'm asleep.

Louis POV:

     I finally could kiss him. I don't know how long I have wanted to do that. And it couldn't have been a more perfect time. The kiss was just... amazing! It was like an alarm that went off in my head that said, 'It's him'. It was so great. I was going to sit down when he motioned for me to get onto the tiny bed with him. I gladly accepted. I put his hand in mine and wanted to talk to him, but I was too tired and I bet he was too. He was up all day long. So I decided not to say anything and just went to sleep. I had a dream, but I can't remember what it was. I guess it wasn't too important.

     I get up around ten in the morning and just lay there for a minute. I was still in the same position as I was when I fell asleep. I didn't want to get up, but I had to before anyone came in the room. I woke Harry up trying to get off.

     "Lou, What are you doing?" he asked with his sleepy voice.

     "I'm just getting up. Are you doing okay?"

     "No, not really. Could you call the nurse in?"

   Uh-oh. This can't be good. "Yeah sure." I press a button next to him and almost immediately, someone walks in.

     "How is he doing?" she asks.

     "I don't know. He asked me to call you in here."

     "I'm sure his pain killers wore off. That's all." The nurse replied with a concerned look on her face.

     I knew there was something wrong but I didn't know what. The nurse left the room.

     "What's wrong, Haz?" I ask him.

     "It feels like.... well my stomach hurts. A lot."

     "It will be okay.Don't worry," I said. I actually didn't know what was going to happen.

     "I will be back in a second. I am just going to step into the hall." I said.

     Harry looked at me and nodded with a painful expression. I quickly pull out my phone and call Liam.

     Liam: Hello?

     Me: I think you all might want to come down here. Something is up with Harry.

     Liam:What's going on?! Do you know?!

     Me: No, but the nurse had an extremely uneasy look on her face.

     Liam: Alright. We are on our way.

     I walk back into the room and ask Harry if he is okay.

     "Are you doing any better?"

     "No. The pain is getting worse!" he said, flinching on his last words and shutting his eyes tightly.

     "Don't worry. The nurse will be back any second now."

     As I say that, she walks back in with a bag of clear liquid.

     "This should help subside the pain." She said.

     I really hope it will. I can't bare it when I see him in this much pain.

Liam POV:

     "Come on guys. We need to go now. Something is wrong with Harry."

     "What? Do you know what is wrong with him?" asks Zayn, worried.

    "No, but what I do know is that we need to leave." I rush out of the room and Niall and Zayn follow.

     We all walk to the car and get in. I don't think I have ever been in this much of a rush in my life. It was terrifying. I hope Louis is holding up okay. We get to the hospital within minutes. Parking the car took more time. We all get out of the car and speed walk to Harry's room. I walk in and Louis is standing next to Harry, who is moaning in extreme pain.

     "Louis, how is he holding up?" I ask.

    "I'm not sure. The nurse came and gave him something that should help the pain. But it hasn't done anything yet."

     "I'm sure it will start working in a minute." I say.

     "I hope so."

Harry POV:

    The pain was unbearable. I didn't know what was going on. I wanted to scream but that would make me look weak. I can't do that. I wanted to tell Louis how much it hurt, but that would make him burst into tears. I was relieved that he called the others in. I could feel the pain starting to calm down and I started to relax. The tension in my body calmed itself and I layed still for a minute to make sure it won't come back.

     "I am starting to feel a little better."

     Louis and the others looked so relieved. Louis was squeezing my hand so tightly that I had to tell him to ease up a bit. I could tell he was stressed.

     "Sorry," he said.

     "I don't know what that was but I don't want it to happen again. Ever." I said.

     Everyone except for Louis sits down in one of the chairs. It was quiet for a little while, but we started to talk about everything and we all got to video chat with our families back home. That was nice and calming. No one would dare tell them what has just happened. A couple hours pass and Liam goes to get everyone some food. It was around 4:30 when he returned. I asked for a bite but Liam strictly said no because it could mess something up. I did miss eating food. It has been a couple of days since I have had anything.

     "Hey Liam?" I asked.

     "Yeah?"

     "How long until the doctor said I will be out of here?"

     "Probably more than a week. It depends on the recovery."

     "Oh, okay." That was actually sooner than I expected it to be. I was thinking a month or more.

     We talk some more and I have this weird feeling in my stomach.

     "Louis, there is something wrong." I say panicking.

     "Wha- What do you mean?!" He started to get all red.

     "There is something wrong with my sto-" I scream the loudest I have ever screamed before in my life. There was no holding it back this time.

     "IT FEELS LIKE I'M BEING STABBED!" I scream.

     I can't concentrate on anything. The pain was so intense. I can't leave him! Not now! Please, no! I am rolled out of the room and into the OR. That was the last thing I remember until everything went black.

Louis POV:

     They didn't even have to call a nurse. Four or five of them came running into the room and pushed me back as they surrounded him. I stand there, not moving an inch. It was like I locked up. Several tears ran down my face. Harry was still screaming. It was the type of scream that said, 'help me'. It was agonizing to watch this. I can hear Liam yelling:

     "ZAYN, TAKE LOUIS OUT OF HERE NOW. NIALL, GO GET THE CAR AND GO BACK TO THE HOTEL. DO NOT LET HIM OUT OF YOUR SIGHT!"

     Zayn grabs my hand and I yank it away in fear and frustration. I start running towards Harry but Zayn caught me. He grabbed my left arm and struggled to get my right one. He was pulling me out of the room and I was kicking and screaming, trying to go back. Harry was still screaming.

     "Zayn, GO!" Liam said.

     "I'm trying! NIALL!" Zayn called for him.

     I didn't want to put them through this, but I needed to get back to Harry. They roll Harry's bed out into the hallway yelling 'move!'. I see him and break loose from Zayn's incredibly tight grip on my arms.

     "HARRY!" I scream.

     I start running to him when Niall comes up behind me and puts his arms around my waist, using all his strength to hold me back.

      "Zayn! A little help?!" Niall said with a struggling voice.

     I look over and see some of the staff crying. I don't know if it's because of me or Harry. Probably both.

     "HARRY!" I scream one last time.

     I fall on the floor and just lay there and cry for what felt like hours. I couldn't bare not knowing what was going to happen to him! Zayn picks me up off of the floor and stands me up. I didn't want to move or go anywhere so I fall down again but Niall caught me and lifted me up. I could see tears running down their faces.

     "C'mon Lou," Zayn said. "We need to go."

     "Do you think you can get him down stairs?" Niall asks.

      "Yes. Go and get the car."

      I stand up and try to walk, but I couldn't. I just can't.

     "Lou, come on. You can do it." Zayn said.

     I nodded and started to walk. I couldn't see anything or where I was going and ran into several things so Zayn grabbed my hand. I am crying all through the hospital. Everywhere I look, I see people crying. That only makes it worse. We pass Niall, still in tears, and he is asking if there is a back way to.the parking garage so he won't be seen by several people. The sniffling nurse takes him to the back door to the garage. We decide to go the front way because it will be quicker once Niall has the car.

     We are in the lobby waiting for Niall.

     "Uh-oh." Zayn said.

     I looked at him without speaking and he knew I wasn't going to say anything so he pointed at the window. There were news vans, SEVERAL fans, reporters, and anything you can think of.

     "There's Niall!" Zayn says.

     We get up, not knowing how we will survive the crowd. Several of the staff members ran in front of us.

     "What are they doing?" Asks Zayn.

     I didn't reply in any way but I was thinking the same thing. The man at the front desk motioned for us to come out.

     "They are helping us!" Zayn said.

     We walk out as I am still crying and I notice that our fans aren't cheering, they are crying!

     "Zayn," I said.

     "I know. I see it too." he said.

     The staff wasn't holding back our fans, they were holding back the news crew and the reporters! It didn't look very easy. They were pushing the staff around everywhere. Niall rolls down the window.

     "Hurry up!" He shouts.

   Zayn starts running and drags me behind him. I didn't have a choice but to run because he wouldn't let go of me. He rushes me into the car and shuts the door. He runs around to the other side and gets in. We literally speed off to the hotel. Zayn was in the back seat with me, trying to help me calm down. He hugs me several times. The hugs helped, but not by much. There were more reporters and fans at the hotel, but no one to help us. Our fans are sobbing and giving Zayn, Niall, and I hugs. We all had tears streaming down our cheeks and our eyes are red. Reporters really didn't care about anything but getting answers.

     "What's the status on Harry?" one asked

     "How are you coping with this, Louis?" asked another.

     Zayn has had just about enough and pushed them all out of our way. We run into the hotel and the staff was waiting on the inside and locked the door, unless someone was going out. We get to our floor and I break loose from Zayn's grip. I run as fast as I can down the hall as Zayn and Niall call and yell my name.

      "LOUIS!" They both yell.

     I unlock the door and slam it shut behind me and lock it. Zayn and Niall are banging on the door and screaming my name. I go lay on the bed and cry my eyes out. I think back about Harry telling me about his dream. No, I would never do that. He wouldn't want it. The banging on the door and screaming stopped. All I remember is crying myself to sleep.

     I woke up the next morning in my hotel room expecting Harry to be laying next to me. He wasn't. It was completely silent. I just laid there on the bed. Not moving or anything. Did all of that really happen? I get up and walk around the room. I probably walk around for ten to fifteen minute.

     I should probably go spend some time with Niall and Zayn. I open the door and Niall is sleeping on the floor right outside the door. I start to cry. He wakes up and stands up.

     "Shhhhh Lou, it will be okay." he said.

      No it won't! How could I put them through this?! I go up to him and hug him for the longest time.

     "Let's go see Zayn, alright?" he said.

    When we walk into Zayn's room, he is just waking up and I run up to hug him. It took him a second but he hugged me back and started crying. We all sat down on the beds and turned the TV on any channel but the news. I walk over to the window and there are still fans standing at the front. They weren't crying as much but they were all sitting down on the ground. I walk to the door hoping that one of the boys didn't notice.

     "Louis, where are you going?" asked Zayn.

     "I will be back in a minute." I replied.

     "Let me go with you, Lou." Niall said, concerned.

     "I'm not leaving the hotel area. I promise I will be fine. I just need to clear my head."

     "Lou, I don't thi-" Niall said as I interrupted.

     "Niall, I will be fine. Trust me." I said, forcing out a smile.

     "Alright, but be back in an hour." Niall said.

     I nodded and left the room uneasy. I calmed down since this morning and decided to go outside. I wanted to go spend some time with the fans and say hi. I wanted to do this because I really think that they are hurt by what happened and maybe I can help cheer them up. I walk to the first floor because the elevator was taking forever to get to my floor.

    I walk outside and I am immediately hugged by one of the fans. There was no screaming, asking for autographs, or anything of that sort. Our fans really did care! I decide to sit down in the middle of the group and listen to what people had to say. Most of it was 'I am sorry about what happened' or 'Can I have a hug?'. I got several hugs. This actually felt good, listening to how dedicated our fans are and how much they care. I realize it has been over an hour and Niall and Zayn were probably worried. I pull out my phone to call them and see 13 missed calls. They are probably worried sick! I call Zayn's phone and he picks up on the first ring.

     Zayn: WHERE ARE YOU?!

     Me: Look down out of your window.

     Zayn: What?

     Me: Just go look.

     I can hear Niall asking what I had said and he sounded just as puzzled as Zayn was.

     Zayn: Okay. I am looking down. Wha- What are you doing down there?

     Me: I just decided that they might want some company!

     Niall rushes to the window and I can see his face. He looked so relieved, it was like... Well, I don't even know what.

     Zayn: Alright, it's time to come back up.

     Me: Alright.

     I hang up and stand up. Everyone starts saying 'Bye, Louis!'. It is around 1 in the afternoon when I said goodbye and walked inside and up to the room. I open the door and I see Niall on the phone. His face was pale. He looked sick. Next thing I know, his phone falls from his hand and shatters. Tears are streaming down his cheek. It was silent. It was the type of quiet that would make you go insane. He sits down on the end of the bed and let all of his emotion out. He must have been holding it in because he was crying harder than I did.

     "Niall, what happened?!" I ask, almost demanding an answer.

     "Ha- Harry!" His words were broken up from his crying.

      "What?! What did Liam say?!" Zayn asked, panicked.

     "He- Ha-Harry's gone!" Niall said.

     Zayns face went pale and he just sat there with out moving. I started crying and fell to my knees. We are all just sitting around crying because we lost a very loved member of One Direction. Harry. 

     "Sh- Shouldn't we go get Liam?" I ask. 

     Niall jumps up and says, "Oh no, I forgot! I'll be back in a few!" It was hard to tell what he was saying because he was crying so hard. His eyes were swolen and red from crying, and he could barely walk because he couldn't see. 

     "No, Niall. I am coming with you." Zayn said.

     "Me too. I will drive," I said, still crying. They looked at me like I am insane.

     "Lou- Louis? Are you sure about that?" Niall asked.

     "Trust me." I said.

     Niall nodded his head and we literally ran to the car. We went out the front door because it is quicker. Our fans saw us all crying and running and they all immediately started screaming our names. They weren't doing it to get our attention, they were worried. They started to cry and fall on the ground. It was horrible. We get to the car and jump in. Literally. I get in the driver's seat, turn the key and speed off. I ignored the stop sign at the end of the garage and went full speed through it. We get to the hospital in about a minute. I could barely see while I was driving because I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't come to reality and face the fact that he was dead. My love was dead and he is never coming back. I just yelp out loud from the sadness. Zayn, who was sitting next to me, put his hand on my shoulder. I know he was trying to be nice, but I shook it off. We park the car on the street in front of the main entrance and run out of the car. I think Liam called the body guards to come and hold back the reporters and news crew. They didn't touch the fans. They could control themselves enough not to charge. We race inside to find Liam bawling on the floor next to the hallway. 

     He looks up and says, "It- it was ho- horrible! I- I'm sorry guys, I wa- wasn't able to do an- anything!"

     Niall gets down beside him saying, "Shhhhh, yo- you had nothing to d- do with this." 

     Zayn and I help them up and the doctor comes out. That is when I break. 

   "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU DO ANYTHING?! YOU COULD HAVE SAVED HIM! HE IS DEAD NOW! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT?!"

     "We tried out be-"

    "BULL SHIT. YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE BETTER! MY HARRY IS DEAD NOW BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T DO ANYTHING! YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD SOMEONE IN HIS ROOM AT ALL TIMES. HARRY DIED AND THAT CAN'T CHANGE NOW!"

     I charged but the doctor and the boys had to hold me back. All three of them.

     "Louis! Stop!" Liam yells as he grabs me. I start dragging him across the room.

     "LOUIS!" Yells Zayn. He grabs ahold of me and I am still running forward. "NIALL! HELP!"

     Niall comes over and pins me to the floor. They pick me up and carry me out of the hospital. The body guards help us to the car and the boys put me in the back seat. I just layed there in frustration and sadness. Liam is driving this time and once everyone is in, we go straight to the airport, leaving our things at the hotel. Zayn calls for an escort and we got to the airport in around 45 minutes. I was just sitting there in the car, not moving. Everything was silent and I couldn't think straight. We pull up to the airport and the news, reporters, and fans were already there. We weren't allowed out of the car until a clear path was made connecting us to the door. Our body guards and staff were helping keep the crowd back. We finally get out of the car after about 5 minutes of waiting. We are rushed into the airport and up to the counter. Only Niall, Liam and I were crying now. Zayn is most capable of calming himself down. 

     "We will take four tickets to London. We will take what ever you have." Zayn said to the receptionist. 

     "You are lucky. You just got the last tickets for the plane that leaves in two hours." Said the receptionist. 

      "Thank you so much."

     We grab the tickets and our body guards surround us, hiding us from the public. It was probably best. They take us to the security check point and we put our phones and other items into the baskets. Once we are all on the other side, we go and sit down still surrounded by the body guards. We needed to leave as quick as possible to avoid any further problems with the media or anything else. Liam said he would call back to the US and have a casket picked out for Harry and have him flown over for the funeral.  A couple of hours go by with no talking and we hear the attendant call our flight. We got the last seats in first class. Thankfully, we were all sitting next to each other. The plane took off and we flew directly to London. It was a long flight. Liam and Niall fell asleep on each other, but Zayn and I couldn't fall asleep. I don't know about him, but I didn't know how to tell everyone at home. Thank god Harry's death isn't on the news. (This will get better in a few chapters. I PROMISE so keep reading!)

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Hey everyone. I know... This chapter is extreamly sad compared to the others. Yes, I know that no one wanted him to die. BUT, there will be a second part comming out where the outcome is different! Harry will LIVE! HOORAYYYYYY! But this will not come out until I finish writing this (PART 1). Please leave a comment on what you thought about this chapter and what you would like to see happen! Also, leave your name and a discription about yourself if you want to possibly be in one of the chapters (the shooter). Thanks for reading and I will hopefully put up another soon! 

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