When Harry's family is being that stereotypical perfect family, Louis was living on the edge of death....literally.
The beating was much, much worse than ever before.
Louis never had to endure a beating this big; he would always, besides that one time, just end up with minor cuts and painful bruises. But this time, his father wasn't holding anything back.
His mother you may ask, well she was in hysterics, trying to help her son. Only to be picked up and flung across the floor out cold.
Louis seriously needs a savior, and maybe that savior is near, hopefully.
Whomever he needs, needs to get here fast because Louis is about to lose consciousness fast.
"Help..." Louis said fading away into the night.
His father snickering and running off to god knows where.
"Mum! I'm going for a walk. I need to clear my head."
"Alright, be careful!" she yells from the kitchen.
I start my walk, knowing the one place I could think without interruptions.
I get to the park, and find the clearing where the moon lights up the flowers.
What is Louis hiding?
Is it an illness?
Is he dying? Please god tell me he's not dying, give me a sign. The wind start to blow, and I shutter, "Wait, your actually listening?" the wind picks up.
Alright, now this is getting creepy.
Then I hear the wind whistle, but what I could of sworn I heard was a stifled out, "Help..." and it sounded an a lot like Louis.
I spring into action and run as fast as my legs can bring me.
The whole time I was running I was just hoping nothing to bad.
But, when I got to the house, it was the worse.
I can never forget what I had seen.
Trying to keep the tears from spilling out, "Lou, can you hear me?" I smack his cheek lightly the wake him up.
He groans, "Haz, help...it...hurts...so bad..."
"I will don't worry. I will get you your help. Just hang in there okay?" he nods and his eyes close, so I panic but his chest is still moving, good he's still alive.
I look over and see his mom just coming to terms as to what has happened, I run over and help her up, "We need to get Louis to the hospital, I don't think what you have been doing will help."
"Great, just what I feared, but let's go."
Huh? Feared, what does she mean?
Wait, we can't move him.
"I think we may want to call an ambulance, he could have injured his neck and probably has a severe concussion."
"Yeah, yeah, I'll phone them. Wait with him; hold his hand to make him know you're with him."
I nod, and I go and sit down next to Lou and I take his hand, and he squeezes it. He opens his eyes, and they land one me and he smiles.
I start to tear, he brings his hand up and wipes away the tear, "Don't cry babe, 'm still here. I will always be in here." He says pointing to my heart.
"No-don't say that Lou-god why? Tell me why he must do this to you!?"
"Alright, uhh-" with that his eyes roll to the back of his head and he starts to have a seizure.
So I do what they taught me in Health, put all my weight on his arms so he doesn't hurt himself.
"JAY COME HERE QUICK! HE'S HAVING A SEIZURE! TELL THEM TO HURRY!"
"PLEASE COME QUICK MY SON IS SEIZING!" She yells through the phone, and not a minute later I was being removed from a now stopped seizing Louis.
I look to the paramedics, wait why are their uniforms different?
They are supposed to be blue, not red?
Before I am to question it, Louis is put on the stretcher and quickly put on the ambulance.
We wanted to go on with him but they wouldn't let us.
"Umm...I hate to be a bother, but their uniforms, why were they red?"
"I can't answer that because then it will reveal the thing I have been pressuring Louis to tell you. Just wait until he wakes and is out of the blue before you question. Got it?"
"Good, now let's get to the hospital and see what is going on."
We arrive and the sign, what?
Robert's Hospital for the Unique
What does that mean?
We get into the hospital and is greeted by a nurse, "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Yes, my son, Louis Tomlinson, was just brought in. Anything you can tell me?"
The lady types into her computer, "Yes, well he was just brought into surgery. Once they are finished the doctor will come and talk to you. Until then, there is a caf\u00e9 down the hall or you can sit and wait. If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask."
"No problem and I hope everything works out."
We go and sit.
We wait and wait. It felt like years until the doctor finally came out.
"Family of Louis Tomlinson?"
We quickly get up, "Follow me."
We follow him into Lou's hospital room, "Well when we went it he was experiencing internal bleeding in his abdomen, and we were able to stop it. We had to remove part of his spleen and kidney since they were so badly damaged. He does have a severe concussion so we had to put him in medically induced coma, so he will be out for a week or so. Every day we will reduce the meds until he wakes up. Other than that he should be back on his feet in a month. Questions?"
"Yeah, why did he have a seizure?"I ask
"The concussion was so severe, his brain swelled causing a reaction, but don't worry he will be fine; any others?"
"Nope."He nods and leaves me and Jay to ourselves.
I take a chair and sit next to Louis and take his hand.
He squeezed it.
"Jay! He squeezed my hand!"
She quickly puts her hand in his other and he squeezed it as well.
She calls for the nurse, "What seems to be the problem?"
"Is it normal for a patient in medically induced coma to squeeze hands?"
"Umm...actually no...let me see." Jay moves her hand and the nurse puts hers and he eyes widen.
What was that about?
A few minutes later the doctor comes back in, "So let's see something."
He takes his pen, pulls back the blanket and runs it against Lou's leg, and it twitches.
"Now, I know you may want him to wake up, but with the extent of his injuries I will lower the meds but where he will not wake up. I don't want him to put strain on his organs."
"Thank you doctor."
For the rest of the night we just sat in quietness, waiting for the day he can fully wake up.
On the 6th day, he finally woke.
I look up, and run over, "Lou how are you feeling?"
"I'm not dead, so I'm good. Just a little pain."
"Alright, don't move I'll get the doctor."
The doctor looked over everything and Louis is ready to be moved out of intensive care.
Once he was settled, I go and sit and look up.
"What?" I ask, all he does is move over and pats the spot next to him on the bed.
I chuckle, not questioning it, I get up and get on the bed, and he places his head on my chest.
He looks up, and he leans and kisses me.
Oh how I missed this kiss.
I break away, "So I know this may come out wrong, but Louis what is it your hiding from me?"
He pulls off his beanie and something moves in his hair.
He moves his hair, am I seeing this right?
He has ears on the top of his head?
I get up, I don't look back. I hear my name, I don't stop.
Why would he have kept this from me?
I hear violent crying, but it doesn't stop me.
He lied to me.