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?

146Likes
116Comments
26985Views
AA

12. Our Day Together (Part 1)

Hey everyone... while I was writing this, I realised this is an extreamly long chapter so it is going to be in 2 parts. Part 2 will be up in 1-2 weeks. Hope you like it... :)

Louis POV:

I don't think I was asleep long when I hear laughing and 'aweing' comeing from the room. I slowly open my eyes and find a drunk Zayn and Niall at the door. 

"Go away," I say in my sleepy voice. 

"But you two look so cute!" Niall says.

"Leave us alone!" I say a little bit louder. They can get soo annoying when they are drunk.

"Lou, what's wrong?" Harry asks. I look over to him and see he hasn't even opened his eyes. I laugh a little bit at his face he is making. Zayn chimes in and says something and that is when i remembered the situation at hand.

"Are you two going to make out?" Niall says.

"LIAM!" I yell, hopeing he is still up. 

It takes him a second but he walks in and grabbs Niall and Zayn by the collar and drags them out. I can hear him huffing and puffing while he is walking down the hall. I lay back down and close my eyes and try to sleep. I can't seem to fall asleep and I feel a hand grasp mine. I gasp and I hear Haz giggle. 

"It's okay Lou. Don't let that bug you. They were drunk." Harry says. 

I nod my head and mumble yes. I scoot a little closer to him and raise our hands towards our heads and I take my free hand and put it over ours. Harry's eyes are still closed but a smile forms on his face. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep. It doesn't  take long but it was hard falling asleep. My mind was raceing at the moment. Finally, I can get some sleep.

*****

"Louis!" Harry says in pain. "LOUIS! Wake up!!"

"Wha- Haz? Harry! What's wrong?!" I ask.

"I NEED my pain meds! Quick!" He tries to say.

"Where are they?!" I ask freaking out. By now, I jumped out of bed and am running arround the room like a crazy person. 

"They are in the top drawr next to the sink!" He replies.

I run as fast as I can into the kitchen and grab a bottle of liquid that has Harry's name on it. I grab a spoon and read the label to see how much i give him as I am running back to our room. I run back to the room and sit next to harry. 

"Haz, can you sit up?" I ask. 

"No, I can take it laying down," He says.

I pour some of the medicine on a spoon and tell Harry to open up and i put the spoon in his mouth. I have to do it a second time and then I put the cap on the bottle. He squeeses his eyes shut and whimpers in pain. I just sit there and b his shoulder, saying comforting things. I look over to the clock and see it is only 6:30 in the morning. I wish i could do something to help him. I see Liam walk in out of the corner of my eye. 

"Is everything okay? Does Harry need anything?" He asks.

"I just gave him some medicine and I don't know what else to do." I say, hopeing Liam has a solution.

"Just give the medicine some time to take affect. I don't know anything else to do. Simon forgot to tell us to give him medicine."

"Yeah, well that is kind of an important part!" I say kind of harshley. "Sorry Liam. I just hate to see Haz like this."

"It's okay. I understand. I would feel the same way if it was Niall." He suddenly freezes. His face goes a strawberry red, realising what he just said. 

"What do you mean?" I ask with a slight smile. 

"It's nothing. I- I'm going to go back to bed." Liam says and leaves with out another word.

Weird. I wonder what that was all about. I hear Harry moan really loud and turn my attention back to him.

"It will be okay Harry. Just hang in there." I didn't really know what else to say. I am not verry good in these situations. I just sit here for a few minutes letting him squeese my hand when he is hurting bad and rubbing his back. 

After about 20 Minutes, he has calmed down and isn't squeesing my hand anymore. It's arround 7 am now and Harry has fallen back asleep. I decide to go and make Haz zome brekfast. I leave the room, which kind of has an alchohol smell to it from last night. Niall left a beer in the room. I pick it up and walk down the cold hallway. I turn into the kitchen and throw out the beer. I open the fridge to not find much. 

I dig through the fridge and find a carton of eggs, a bagel, sausage, and frozen hashbrowns. I decide to cook what I got. I pull out a pan and start on the eggs. I decide to scramble them because it is easiest. It takes me 2 minutes to cook so i leave the stove on warm so the eggs dont go cold. Next, I toast the bagel. While it is toasting, I Cook the sausage and also stick the hashbrowns in the microwave. It takes about 5 minutes for the sausage to be done and I decide to put it on a tray i found in the cabinet. I go back in the fridge and find some apple Juice. Yes. Perfect! I pour some Juice into a glass and start putting everything on the tray. 

It took me about 30 minutes to get everything ready and on the tray. I pick it up, trying to ballance everything, and walk back down the hallway. I kick the door open with my foot and walk over to my side of the bed. I put the tray of food in the middle of the bed, and lay on my side. 

I rub Harry's shoulder saying, "Haz, wake up! I made you breakfast."

He opens his eyes, and smiles. 

"Do you think you can sit up?" I ask.

"I can try. Help me?" He asks.

I nod and put my hands under his arms and slowly lift him up. I can tell it isn't comfortable because he has a pan-look on his face. Once I get him all ajusted he looks down at the tray and gasps.

"Lou, I don't think I can eat all of this." Harry says.

"Well, you don't have to. I just didn't know how hungry you are." I say. 

He lifts the tray and grabs the fork and begins to eat the eggs. 

"Lou, this is amazing! You really shouldn't have." He says, looking guilty. "I can still take care of myself."

"Yeah, but I wanted to do this," I say back.

Harry sighs and takes another bite of his eggs and moves on to his bagel. He swallows the bite of bagel and looks at me and then down at my stomach. 

"Lou, when is the last time you have eaten besides last night?" Haz asks.

"Umm, I'm not sure. Maybe The day you were put in the hospital. Or the day after that." I reply. 

"Louis! You need to eat something!" Harry says, starting to panic. "Your body will shut down on you if you don't, and I wouldn't be able to lice with myself because it would be my fault!"

"Haz, It's not your fault. I just wasn't hungry."

"Because I was in the hospital." He says. "But anyways. Here, eat this," He says handing me the rest of his bagle and some hashbrowns.

I shake my head saying, "But I'm not hungry."

He sighs and puts the food back down saying, "Lou, you look sickly skinny. I just don't want you to pass out or anything of that sort." 

"Haz, don't worry. I'm fine," i say smiling.

He takes a sip of his apple juice and puts the tray back down on the bed. 

Harry POV:

I am waken up by Lou with a tray full of food. 

 "Haz, wake up! I made you breakfast," He says.

I have to blink a few times for my eyes to come fully focused. That is when I realise how much food he accually cooked me. The wonderful smell of tastefull food filled my nose and made me hungry. I know that I can't eat much because I could over-work my stomach. 

I ask Louis to help me sit up, not knowing how painful this is going to be. It was excrusiatingly painful. The medicines havent kicked in all the way. Louis is doing all the work, lifting me up by my armpits. Damn, he is strong, I think to myself. 

It takes me a minute to get 'comfortable' again and once I do, I reach over for the tray full of food. I put it across my lap and the warmth is spread down to my legs. I look in the corner and see he poured me some apple juice! Yay! 

I pick up the fork and start with my eggs. I try to explain to him that he shouldn't have to do this. I am still capeable of takeing care of myself. I feel really guilty, like I am the reason he is working so hard and worrying so much. He says he wants to do this, but I just don't feel right letting him. I mean, he looks soo skinny... Wait.

I look over at Louis, finishing the bagel that was in my mouth. I look over to Louis, who is laying on his back, head on his pillows. I look at his torso, which there isn't much there. His stomach caves in and looks almost flat. I look at his legs. They are soo much skinnier than the last consert. I could wrap one hand around both wrists. I feel sadness creeping up on me, feeling like his almost-anerexia is because of me. It is because of me. If I would have done something else, I don't know what, maybe this would have never happened.

I try handing him some of my food but he claims he isn't hungry. I just can't go on with him looking like this. I mean, he could pass out or even... NO. That wouldn't happen. I have to keep him safe. No matter what I do, or how much pain I am in, I have to keep him safe. I love him too much and couldn't go on without him. 

I finnish off my brekfast, well all that i could eat, and put it back on the bed between us. 

"Thank you so much for this Lou. It was very thoughtful," I say with a smile. 

In the back of the mind, I am really thinking of how scarry looking this boy is. It is almost heart breaking. You can see his ribcage easily through his green shirt. His skin was much more pale looking.  I need to talk to Liam about this.

Louis gets up and takes the tray to the kitchen, but before he leaves I ask him something. 

"Lou," I ask, "Can you get Liam in here on your way out?"

"Sure," He says with a smile. "Is there something wrong?"

Damn, he can read me like a book. How does he do it?

"No, I just want to talk to him," I say. 

He nods and leaves. I can hear him enter the kitchen and tell Liam I want to talk to him. 

I can hear footsteps growing closer to my room and eventually, Liam opens the door.

"Hey, how ya feelin?" Liam asks.

"I'm okay. Can you shut the door?" I ask him. He does as I ask him to. 

I hear the door click shut and I reach over and turn the lamp on next to me. Liam walks from the door to Louis' side of the bed. 

“Is everything alright?” He asks.

“No,” I say shakeing my head.

Liam sits down on the bed next to me and rubs my shoulder.

“What’s on your mind?” He asks.

“It’s- Louis. He is so skinny!” I say. “Is this because of me?”

Liam sighs and looks at me. He doesn’t say yes or no. Great. So it is my fault.

“I’m worried about him, Liam,” I say. “He barely has any meat on him anymore. I am just worried about something happening like his bones breaking or him passing out from not eating.” I can feel tears forming at the thought of Louis passing out.

“Hey, Harry. He will be okay. Once you get up and get moveing around again, I think he will go back to his normal self. But Zayn, Niall, and I have been watching him closely.”

I nod and know Liam is probably right. I take a deep breath and look at Liam. He opens his arms for a hug and I gladly accept. He leans over and gives me a loose hug, probably trying not to put too much pressure on my wounded area.

A couple of seconds later, we break apart and we hear nocking at the door.

“Come in,” Liam says.

The door opens and we find Louis standing there, walking into the room.

“Hey everyone. Is something up?” He asks.

“No,” Liam says. “Harry and I haven’t really gotten to talk yet. Just thought it would be nice to chat.”

Louis looks at me and I smile, and he returns the gesture. I pat the spot on the edge of the bed next to me for him to come over and sit and he does. He sits down and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

“So,” Louis begins, “Are there any plans for the day?”

“Well, I have to take care of Zayn and Niall and their hang over.” Liam says. “What about you two? Are you doing anything?”

“Haz, do you want to do anything today?” Louis asks me.

I look at him and shrug my shoulders, having no idea what to do. I’m not sure what we could possibly do because I can’t do much.

“Well, how about a movie?” Louis asks.

I smile and gladly accept, nodding my head. That will give me plenty of time to cuddle with my boo bear.

“Can you get up?” Louis asks.

“I think so,” I say, as Louis takes my hand and stands up.

I swing my legs off the bed and they meet the floor. I slowly put all of my weight on my feet, trying not to stand to quickly. I am almost fully standing when the pain hits.

“AHHH!” I scream.

“Harry! Are you okay?!” Louis asks. I see Liam run over to my side of the bed. “Do you need to sit down?”

“No, just help me. I can’t stand up by my se-“ I find myself falling to the floor. I brace myself for the impact of the floor. I squeeze my eyes shut, but am caught by a set of strong arms holding me up by my back.

“Liam, help me get him standing again,” Louis says. I feel Liam take my wrists and pull me back up.

I get standing up straight again and not in any more pain. I don’t know what just happened, but it hurt like hell!

“Are you okay Harry?” Lou asks me with worried eyes.

I go over and hug him. “I am now,” I say.

I hear him giggle and he hugs me back. We stay like that until Liam clears his thought.

“Sorry,” I say. “Ready to go watch a movie?” I ask Lou.

He nods and smiles. I look at his features, his beautiful green eyes, amazing smile, and the glow he has. I smile back and Liam walks out of the room first. I follow him and Louis grabs my hand and it catches me by surprise. I look down and smile even bigger, thinking I finally am with him. I am with the boy I have wanted for so, miserably long.

We are walking into the t.v. room and Louis helps me sit down on the couch.

“Liam, do you want to watch a movie with us?” I ask. I feel bad because he won’t have anything to do until Niall and Zayn woke up.

“Yeah, Li. You can watch a movie with us!” Louis says.

“Sure,” He says smiling.

“Whatcha want to watch, Haz?” Louis asks me.

“Whatever you want,” I say smiling at Louis.

“Hmmmm, what about a comedy.” Louis says.

“What about Zombie Land?” Liam suggests. “I heard it is hilarious!”
Liam ran into his room and grabs his laptop and logs onto Netflix. He runs back and hooks his computer up to the TV.

Louis Scoots closer to me and I wrap my arms around him and he buries his head in the crook of my neck. I can feel how skinny he accually is and it’s almost disturbing. I try to push the thought out of my head and enjoy this moment.

Liam looks at us, smiles, and sits down on the other couch. I don’t plan on paying any attention to the movie, just to Louis. He is so perfect. I couldn’t ask for anyone better.

*****

The movie is just about over and I can hear Louis quietly snoreing on my chest. We ate now laying down, Louis with his head on my chest and my arms around his waist. I look over to Liam and he looks like he is sad, thinking hard on something.

“You alright, Li?” I ask.

I had obviously broken him out of his thought process and he turns to look at me. He sighs and shrugs his shoulders.

“Well, what is on your mind?” I ask.

“It’s nothing really. I’m fine.” He says with a smile.

I nod my head and smile back.

I can hear footsteps coming from the hallway.

“LIIIIIYYUUMMMMMM!” Niall yells extremely loud.

I feel Louis jump and his breathing suddenly becomes heavy.

“Louis, hey! It’s okay. It’s just Niall,” I say, rubbing his back.

He looks in my eyes and smiles, asking, “So, how long was I out?”

“An hour or more. Pretty much the wole movie,” I say.

 

Look out for part two coming up soon! Please comment what you thought! 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...