This chapter is written by darlingharry3 !!!

Today was normal for both Louis and Harry. They were at school, talking and laughing and just doing their every day things.

It was the best when you could see your best friend daily.

They were currently in PE class and they were outside playing soccer. Harry always tried his best to keep up with the other students.

Not being able to keep up with kids physically always made him upset.

Today he didn't want to get behind the other kids though. So in order to catch up he had to sprint on his tiny legs.

Even Louis was great at soccer and Harry just wished he could play and have the energy to do things that other kids could.

He hated having to be like this.

So he got his tiny skinny legs going, sprinting as fast as they could to keep up with the kids. Luckily it got him into the crowd of kids fighting for the ball.

He knew his mummy would hate this but he didn't care, he wanted to play soccer like everyone else.

It was actually going really good too, he was keeping up with everyone and it made him so happy.

That is, until the inevitable happened...

He was trying to get the ball and his legs were all tangled in between everyone else's. He made one wrong move and he slid around on the slippery grass, which was wet from the rain earlier that day.

He tripped over someone else's foot and his leg bent all weird as he was hitting the ground.Pain shot through his right leg and he let out a loud cry. He couldn't move it earlier as he laid there laying there and no one was helping.

Louis saw and ran over, getting concerned for his best friend. "Harry! What's wrong?" He asked quickly, kneeling down next to him.

"I'm hurting...in my leg" Harry sobbed, the teacher running over to help after hearing all the commotion. "What in your leg hurts Harry?" He asked, looking down at Harry's frail leg which was in one position and he couldn't move it at all.

"All of it!" Harry cried, being in a lot of pain and he wanted his mummy to be honest.

"Okay, let's get you to the nurse. I think your leg might be broken" he told him, scooping him up easily as Harry was light as a feather, despite being ten years old now. He then started carrying him bridal style to the nurse.

Louis was so worried and attempted to follow him. "Louis I'm sorry but you can't come with" he told him and that made Harry very upset. He needed support right now and he wanted his best friend.

"No I want him to come with me..." Harry sobbed, every little step taken by the PE teacher killed his leg.

"I know, but he needs to stay in class" he said as he was quickly carried inside, away from Louis.

Harry cried all the way to the nurses office, once he was there she immediately got him situated with ice on his leg and a pillow to elevate it.

"I want my mummy..." Harry whispered to the nurse who knew how Harry was, he was a frequent visitor in there because of his hypopituitarism. It made his immune system very weak and he got sick quite often.

"She's coming dear, try and relax okay? Everything's going to be fine" the nurse said softly, going back to her desk as Harry sat waiting for his mum.

Anne had sped there, not caring about the speed limit. All she cared about was getting to her baby as quick as she possibly could.

When she got there she went in and saw her baby in the state he was in and nearly cried. "Oh honey...what happened?" She asked gently

"Was trying to play soccer with the other kids and I tripped" Harry sobbed, wiping his nose on the sleeve of his jacket as tears streamed down his cheeks. Anne frowned sadly, feeling so bad for her poor baby.

"Okay...mummy's gonna get you to the hospital okay? We gotta see what you did to your leg" Anne told him with her hand on his cheek, stroking it with her thumb gently. Harry sniffled sadly, nodding as the nurse brought over a wheelchair for him and he was crying still. He was in a lot of pain and was still pretty shaken up.

Anne gently lifted him into the wheelchair and then they started out to the car. Once they were there she laid Harry in the back seat with his leg elevated and a bag of ice still on it. Harry was still crying though, he was really in a lot of pain because his bones were so weak that he got hurt so easily.

Anne started driving to the hospital, her heart breaking because every time she drove over a bump she could hear Harry crying out in pain. "I know baby, we're almost there, just hang in there" Anne said softly after about the fifth time he cried out.

She couldn't bare to see her baby in pain...

As soon as they arrived at the hospital Anne was carrying him in. They of course had to wait so she sat down with Harry sitting in her lap. Harry laid against her tiredly, not moving his leg, not even a little.

"It'll be over soon honey..." Anne whispered to her baby as he waited quietly. He felt really sad and was in a lot of pain from about his waist down on his right leg.

~~~~~~~~~~

The mother and son were there for hours, when they finally got seen it took hours for the doctor to tell them that Harry's leg was broken after one clear x-ray.

So Harry was sent home with crutches and pain medicine, the doctor telling him he needed to stay at home until it was healed.

Unfortunately for Harry that would be quite a long time due to his hypopituitarism.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Harry was home for just around two hours before Louis was running in the door, his mum following behind.

"Harry! Oh my goodness! Your leg is broken!" Louis said, stating out the obvious as Harry laid on the couch with his leg propped up by several pillows and he was covered with two blankets.

"Mhm...gotta stay home from school til I get better" Harry said sadly, looking like he needed a bit of a cheer up.

Louis sat on the floor next to the couch, looking up at Harry, trying to think of ways he could cheer his friend up. "Well your cast is pink! Isn't that your favorite color?" Louis asked and Harry nodded, then Louis got an idea and suddenly got up and ran away.

Louis honestly had enough energy for the both of them put together.

He came running back with a sharpie and a big grin on his face. Harry was intrigued, not knowing what Louis was up to whenever he had that big grin on his face.

"Can I draw on it?" He asked, sitting down next to Harry's cast on the floor. A little smile crept to Harry's face, really wanting to see what Louis would draw.

"Yeah...you can" he mumbled, extending his neck to see what Louis was going to draw.Louis started drawing little pictures on the cast, starting out by just doing little random doodles which Harry thought was funny. Then he ended by writing on there 'Louis loves Harry 🖤' in his sloppy handwriting.

That made Harry smile so wide that he felt like his mouth would fall off. "See, now everyone knows that I love you" Louis smiled innocently, giving Harry a big hug as they both just admired Louis' artwork before getting bored and starting to play Mario kart on the wii.

Louis let Harry win this time, because he never won, knowing it would make him smile...

And it did.

~~~~~~~~~~

Harry was home for the next whole week, he was getting very restless at home. Although he only had Louis as a friend, he still wanted to go to school really bad.

But it was taking forever to heal and this was just the start of the healing process.Louis had been visiting him every day and he just seemed down each time. He brought him his work he missed in class every day too. Then they did it together, Harry sometimes needed extra help with that kind of stuff.

When Louis got there that day though Harry looked extra sad and it made Louis sad. "What's wrong Harry?" Louis asked him as he walked in with a little stack of papers for Harry.

Harry had just got done having an upsetting conversation with his mum. She told him he was no longer allowed to participate in vigorous activities in PE and couldn't do anything too dangerous at recess either. She was overly protective of him because of his condition and she didn't want him having another injury like this.

It had just put more of a damper on Harry's mood because he already had to spend a bunch of time healing and he couldn't go to school for a very long time but now on top of it he couldn't participate in regular kid things? It made him stick out even more than he already did and just made him feel like crying.

"Nothing..." Harry whispered, sitting there all quiet as he came over and sat on the ground in front of the coffee table to do work.

"Well you seem upset...we can pause on working if you wanna talk about your day?" Louis asked gently, always being the sweetest friend ever. He could also tell that Harry was on the brink of tears as his eyes were all glossed over and his little lip was quivering.

Harry looked up at his mum sadly who walked by with drinks for herself and Jay. They sat at the kitchen table talking, leaving the two boys alone.

"I just wanna do work" Harry whispered, getting his pencil out and starting on the work Louis brought.

Louis obliged, even though he could see that there were little wet drops on Harry's paper from tears and he heard him sniffle every so often.

He didn't know how to comfort his friend though, so he didn't press for information. All Louis did was hug on him, giving him the sweetest cuddles because he just seemed like he needed it today.

Harry cuddled back, not saying what was wrong but just crying into Louis sadly.Louis didn't force details, just sitting with him and being a supportive friend.Louis never really found out what was wrong either. Harry just kept it to himself, being pretty down the whole time he was healing which was a very long time.

When he finally got back to school he seemed fine so Louis didn't ask anymore questions.

Hey guys! This is darlingharry3 I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Also sorry if this is going a bit slow! The plot line will develop more as chapters go on! Anyways, if you liked this chapter don't forget to comment/vote. If you comment please tag me! I'd love to read them!