Louis was in the hospital, sitting in the waiting room with his friend, waiting nervously for Anne to arrive and the nurse to come out and tell him that his boyfriend was okay. Louis was a nervous wreck, almost breaking into a fit of tears each time he thought about what he had witnessed, because it was scary. The scariest thing he had ever experienced. To feel that heartbeat going so slow, slow enough that he may not have felt it against Harry's chest, not to mention that the person's heart that was slowing just happened to be his boyfriend. His Harry. His angel.

"Louis!" his head snapped up, and he saw Anne running towards him. He quickly got to her, and took her into a hug, where he started crying again. "Is he okay? Where is he?" she asked, looking around frantically with tear filled eyes.

Louis just sighed, and wiped his eyes, "I don't know, he's in a room a couple doors down but they won't let me in. I thought he was alive when I found him but they haven't told me anything," he spoke, his voice cracking in the end. He watched Anne, as she let out a heavy breath, and wiped her face. Though she was stronger than he was, and could tell that he was going to break down, so she embraced him in a hug, and rubbed his back soothingly as tears slowly wet her cheeks. Louis broke down crying again, "It was so sc-scary, Anne," he sobbed, "I l-love him s-so m-much, I ca-can't live w-without h-him," he cried, digging his head into Anne's shoulder.

She shushed the boy, and even though she wanted to cry, she almost smiled, "You love him?" she asked, to which Louis pulled back at, and wiped his nose.

"With all my h-heart, yes," he said, "I just hadn't gotten to t-tell him yet," he sighed, "I wish I did."

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For some reason it was hours later, possibly two or three, that the crowd waiting outside had gotten the news of Harry being alive. The statement made Louis cry on the spot, knowing that his angel was okay, that he hadn't lost him forever. Niall got emotional for their friend, and hugged him whilst he cried. Anne cried tears of joy with Gemma with her husband by her side, while Danielle got happy and teary eyed, hugging the closest person near her, who happened to be Liam, though he didn't mind. Louis' mum was there as well, comforting her son while the other girls were at home, not quite knowing the situation.

Anne, Robin, and Gemma got to go in to see Harry after that, and stayed there for twenty minutes until the boy had finally awoken. They weren't in there very long, though when Louis saw Anne walk out last he had a faint smile on her lips, and motioned for Louis to go in, knowing that he deserved to go inside and see his boyfriend.

So he did, and much like the other times he visited Harry in the hospital he was nervous and scared. Though seeing his beloved boyfriend laying on the bed, pale faced, freshly cut arms and bruises, with a sad look in his eyes, made him want to switch places with the boy in an instant.

"Harry," he whispered, and rushed to the bed, taking the boys hand. And as he opened his mouth to say sorry for some reason, Louis cut him off, "I love you," he choked out, and pressed his lips to Harry's, who instantly kissed back weakly.

The kiss was broken off when Harry let out a choked sob, "I'm sorry," he cried, tears falling from his eyes, "I don't wanna d-die," he croaked, "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry," he sobbed, "there was this movie and b-bullying and people w-were b-being m-m-mean and I c-couldn't t-take it anym-more and the voices w-were so b-bad and I felt like no one l-loved me-"

"Stop, Harry, please please please," Louis was sobbing again by that point, and he was shaking his head, cradling Harry's frail face in his small hands. "I love you, we all love you, there's so many people out there to see you and if you're okay because they all love you so so so much," he told him, his voice cracking at the end. "Even people at school were crying watching that video," he whispered. "I only saw the last couple of seconds because Niall showed me. I was freaking out, so bad. I was telling Niall to drive faster to get to you because I love you, I love you with all my heart. I love you, Harry, and I'm in love with you, and I couldn't live without you, I would just be existing, I wouldn't even be living anymore because people can't live without the sun and the air and everything and you're my air and my sunshine and my everything and I don't even know what to do without you Harry, please believe that. Every bit of it is true," he said to Harry, who had tears running down his face.

"I love you," he responded, his voice barely even a whisper. He wanted to hug Louis, but he didn't have the strength to, especially with the tube connected to his side that had been there to drain the water from his lungs. So when Louis did it for him he was grateful, and held onto Louis as tight as he could, practically pulling him down in the bed with him, their legs tangling together. "I don't want to talk about it, please," he murmured, sighing in relief when his boyfriend just nodded, and told him he loved him... about five more times.

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Meanwhile Niall, Liam and Danielle talked among themselves, glad that Harry was okay, but also about the two boy's relationship. "They're so in love," Danielle declared, "you can obviously see it in the way that Harry looks at him and if one of you hadn't noticed Louis can be a bitch. But whenever Harry's in his sight he's like a harmless baby lamb."

Niall nodded, "It's true, he'll practically do anything for the boy. Like even when we were in Greece and Harry had gotten in the hospital for a simple cracked rib, Louis was practically in tears. He was a mess," the blonde shrugged.

Liam chuckled, commenting as well, "Wouldn't really be surprised if they got married tomorrow," the other two smiled at that, "I went over his house about two weeks ago or something and Harry was drawing something, which he doesn't do often, but when he does it's always amazing. So like, he drew Louis as Superman. And he said that Louis was his hero and that he saved his life or something. I wanted to cry it was that cute," he laughed. Danielle awed, pouting.

"I can't take those two. It hasn't even been like three months since they've been dating and they're like... totally in love."

The three continued their chat for a couple more minutes after that, and eventually Liam got Danielle's phone number as well as Niall's, who claimed "he seems cool".

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Not everyone actually got to see Harry. Niall, Liam, and Danielle had to leave, as it had gotten very late. But they were okay with knowing that their friend was alright, and would see him the next day. Though around ten Louis had to leave, and it took the two quite some time to actually say goodnight.

Louis ran his thumb over Harry's cheek, who in return melted into his boyfriend touch, "I love you, angel," he mumbled, kissing the boys lips softly, "so so much."

Harry kissed him back, "Do you have to leave?" he whispered, not wanting his mother to hear their conversation from across the room.

Louis sighed, tilting his head, "I don't want to. But I think they're making me. I'm not family after all," he told him, then glanced at Anne, who was watching them in awe, and stood up, coming to stand next to the two boys.

"I could always tell them that you're cousins," she pointed out, "or actually not, you two have kissed in front of the nurse," she frowned, and then held up a finger as in to give her a second. Harry watched his mum leave the room, wondering how in the world he managed to get a mum as supportive as she was. How he somehow had her in his life, because just as he thought about Louis, he couldn't imagine living in a world without a parent like her that cared and supported and loved him as much as she did.

Louis turned back to Harry, who bit his lip. "I don't... they're gonna make m-me go away Louis," he said, his tip trembling, "I-I don't want to," he muttered, his voice cracking.

Harry didn't want to leave. He didn't want to part from Louis, afraid that he could possibly lose him like he almost had. After waking up, and talking to everyone that had come in to visit, he realized all that he had, all that he had to live for. He realized that he was wrong, he knew for sure that he was wrong the moment he woke and remembered what he did. He knew he was wrong, and that he did have so many people that loved him, and he did have so much to live for. He thought long and hard on that, the good things that he did have. He wanted to focus on that, to think about those things instead of the bad things that the voices always told him. He knew it would be hard, to just suddenly ignore the voices and get better, but he wanted to try. He wanted to get better. For his mum, for his sister, and for Louis.

The older boy took a seat on the chair next to the bed, and took Harry's hand in his, "We don't know what's going to happen. We will make it through whatever is next, and whatever life decides to throw at us. We'll work through it, together. But for now all we do know is that you're okay and that I love you and I'll always love you," he spoke, kissing the boys forehead, "forever."

Harry closed his eyes in comfort, his forehead pressing against Louis', "Forever?" he asked, opening his eyes again to admire the blue ones in front of him.

Louis nodded, moving his hand to cup Harry's cheek as he kissed him once again, "forever."

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