catch me

On their break the boys of One Direction decide to go to the beach. They have a lot of fun, smimming and laying on the beach, untill Harry decides to go cliffdiving. What they don't know is it's very dangerous there and, but it's already to late when find out and Harry already jumped. Louis is there to save him but things will never be the same again. Harry struggles with the fact he will be limping for the rest of his life and goes to a hard time, but there is that one girl that makes him believe that after train there's sunshine.


24. I am broken, you are broken, we are broken

Liam's p.o.v.

I never saw Louis so broken. He was crying out loud, his whole body shaking. He didn't realise I was there so he was startled when I laid my hand on his shoulder. Louis looked up to me, his eyes red, his tears rolling down his cheeks. This wasn't the Louis I knew. Without hesistate I pulled him in my arms, rubbing his back. We stayed like that for a long time. When I let go of him we were sitting there, in silence. 'Zayn feels guilty.' I eventually said. I saw Louis' sad eyes turing into anger when I said Zayn's name. 'What happened?' I asked. 'Louis looked down and sighed. 'He was mad because I didn't call him right away when Harry was taken to the hospital, and we had a discussion about it, and it escalated.' 'It escalated so bad you started to fight?' 'He called me gay, he called me a faggot.' Louis spat. 'Why would he say such thing?' 'How should I know? He was in a really bad mood I can tell you that.' I stood up and hold out my hand to help Louis up. 'Let's go back to Harry.' Louis nodded and wiped away his tears. 


Louis' p.o.v.

When I walked in I saw Harry was sitting up and talking to Niall. He turned to me as he saw me walking in. 'Louis are you alright?' He asked. 'I'm alright.' 'Your cheeck isn't a very healty colour though.' Niall said. I feld my cheeck, and it felt very painful, but in my anger I forgot about it. 'You cried.' Harry said as he looked concerned. The only one who didn't say anything at all was Zayn, who was standing against the wall, looking at his feet. I wanted punch him back but managed to remain calm. 'Why are you clenching your hands to fists?' holly asked. 'No reason.' 'You are acting strange.' Niall said. 'Yeah, let me be, I'm just a faggot anyway.' I growled. In the corner of my eye I saw Zayn looking at me, and he didn't look mad, he looked sad. 'Lou-' He started but I cut him of. 'No, I don't want to hear you!' I turned to Zayn to see him coming towards me. 'let's just talk.' 'Let's just talk? What are we going to talk about? I think you were very clear, no need to talk anymore.' 'Just let me say something.' 'I give you ONE chance. I said as I crossed my arms. 'I'm sorry Louis, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have punched you, or offensed you.' 'Like you mean that.' I snorted. 


Days went by, and the mood didn't get any better. While Harry stump that used to be his leg was healing, me and Zayn were drifting appart, and it hurt like hell. We reached the point Harry needed to train the muscels so he will be able to get a prosthetic leg one day. Ofcourse the first training wasn't that easy for him, not at all. But we were there. Holly was there to hold his hand, and we were all there to support him. One day when Harry was training I heard voices I regonised, but didn't hear for a while. When I turned around I saw Michael, Calum, Luke and Ashton walking in. 'Did you remember when we said that even when we go back to Australia we will be there for you when you need it the most, we always keep our word.' Calum said. That day Harry seemed to have more drive. 


The day came Harry had to make his first walk with his new leg. Ofcourse he was very nervous. 'Just breath in and out and when you're ready, you take your first step.' The nurse said as she held on to Harry. Harry looked at Holly and then turned to look at me. I nodded at him and he concentrated back on walking. I saw him doing his very best and he did it, he made his first step. But wanting to much he made a wrong move and fell. Ofcourse Holly was there hold him. I stood there, not bieng able to do much. As Harry was to tired and to dissapointed to go on, they brought him back to his room. He was lying on his bed, he back facing us. Ofcourse he was dissapointed. If I wasn't able to walk for such a long time I would be like him too.


Harry's p.o.v.

I was tired of bieng in side so it made me happy to be able to go outside in, even though I was sitting in a weelchair. It was still winter but I was dressed warm, and Holly was going with me so I wasn't very cold. We went a small parc near the hospital and took a break. 'I hope I will progress soon, so I can hold your hand as we walk trough the parc.' I sighed. Holly smiled as she rubbed my hand with her tumb. 'it will be okay, don't worry.' 'How do you know? What if I'm never able ta walk with that thing?' I understand your fear.' How? How could you understand?' Holly looked down and back to me. 'Harry...I've been keeping a secret from you, ever since we met.' I looked at her in fear. What could have she been hiding for me?' Then she pulled up her pants a bit and revealed her leg. It aren't my own legs, both of them are prosthetic legs.' '' 'Do you remeber when I told you there is a disease going on in my family? When I was eleven years old I was playing on the playground with my friends, I was the kind of girl that couldn't play normally, I wanted the climb on everything and liked to take risks. On time I climbed on a playcastle, I climbed on the roof actually and fell. Both of my legs were to damaged to heal. so I went trough all this, just like you, I exactly know how you're feeling.' For a moment I didn't know what to say. I just stared at Holly. 'Harry? Please don't hate me now.' 'Hate you? How could I possibly hate you?' Holly smiled and together we enjoyed our 'walk' untill we went back to the hospital.


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