Louis' POV

Even though I don't want to, I hug Harry. „I don't want to loose you! I love you"
The doctor comes in and puts new bandages over Harry's wrists.
„Does anything hurt, Mister Styles?"
"Mhm, my head."
the doctor gives him something against head ache and leaves the room to talk to Eleanor. She comes back in and ugh I don't like her. she is all happy and smiley...
"I am so sorry Mister Styles and Mister Tomlinson but Harry has to stay here. For at least one night. We have to make sure that he is ok."
I grown "Are you serious?! He is fine!"
After half an hour I give up.
"Fine! he stays but I'll come get him tomorrow "
"bye Lou, love you"

Harry's POV

Lou kisses my forehead and whispers "I love you too" back.
After he left the room I feel alone and start to think. Why the hell did I do that? He loves me and I hurt him. To stop my thoughts I turn the TV on. Luckily my favourite tv series is currently on; Friends.
"Oh Friends! I love that episode", Eleanor says.
"yeah me too. I don't want to be rude but why are you here?"
She laughs, "you have to take a shower. You didn't take one for a few days."
"Oh... but I'm allowed to take it alone right?"
"of course. there's the bathroom. take your time"

Louis' POV
~the time he left the hospital~

I'm angry. I want Harry at home. I miss him so much. It's already late and I'm hungry so I decide to rush home. I turn my radio in my car on to listen to some music. I know I'm driving to fast but I don't care. I want to go to bed, eat something and cry about Harry. Suddenly I hear people scream and heat near me.
"Shit, shit, shit! What the f*uck"
It's so hot and I can barely breath. I look down and see that my clothes are on fire. My car is burning. Slowly my skin begins to hurt.
"Help! help me!" I shout but no one's there.
I try to call Harry but his phone's off.
"Harry! Harry I love you, remember that ok? I will always love you. Always. Just you. Always you" the answering machine stops and my breathing too.

Harry's POV

After a relaxing shower I see that there's a message on my answering machine.
"Harry! *coughing* Harry I love you, remember that ok? *coughing* I will always love you. Always. Just you. *coughing* Always you." it stops.
"ELEANOR! Help! louis... help"
My tears drop on the floor. I can't stop crying.
"Harry? What happened?" Eleanor asks. but I can't talk. There's too much pain in my heart. My fist hits my head over and over.
"Why god, why?!"

~a month later~

I am at his funeral right now.
"Lou, Lou, Lou"
He would have been proud. I have a job, a house and I'm ok.
"Lou, Lou, Lou"
I miss him so much. I want to tell him that I'm sorry. That I love him.
"Lou, Lou, Lou"
He'll never come back.

~a year later~

I got a cat. His name is Louis. With him it feels like the real Lou is back.
I miss him so much.
I saw my mum. Louis would've liked her. I don't. She is loud, likes to talk and loves swearing.
"I love you Louis." are my last words before I begin to fall. I always wanted to fly like a bird and end up in the water. Now I'm flying, flying to Louis.

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