*my exam just got over 2 hours before and im already updating!! yayayaya!*

Harry's POV


"So I think you are well enough to be on your own now" the doctor smiles at me and carefully takes out the glucose needle from my wrist.



"Thank you doctor john" I thank him smiling bright. But there's still worry at the back of my head. Not for me but for Louis. Only Louis.


"Well now everything's normal including your pulse rate and breathing with all your systems working quite good until and unless you stop taking the meds" he mocks me. That doctor. I think its been too long.

"Doctor don't worry about that! I'll be stuffing them into his mouth if he does not listen to me" she
looks fresh by her face but there's still some puffy ness under her eyes.



"Okay then" he chuckles lightly and the nurse for the final time starts to note all the reading into her pager.


Gemma lightly traces my arm and turn to look at her, "good to see you healthy again styles" she beams at me with her smile making me feel good enough again.


She gets up from the stool and bends forward to kiss my forhead," you've been a shit head lately" she hugs me lightly as I lift my body up to hug her back. She's the best sister anyone could get.



"Sorry about that" I apologize. I know I've been more than a shit head but she's been here the whole time and I don't know how am I going to do that for her when she needs me.


She smiles at me and then turns around to walk out of the ward.


"Doctor?" I begin not really knowing I should ask that or not.
"Yes?" He turned around to face me down looking away from the pager.


"Ho-ws Louis doing?" I asked him my throat going dry the next second as if I choked myself on sand.



"He- he's doing well enough from the past night" the doctor nodded smiling lightly which sent a wave of happiness inside me that Louis was finally doing good after last night when i asked the doctor and he said he'll be good .


I was glad enough to jump out of the bed to run and go check on Louis but I stayed in bed. I didn't want to though stay though.



"Till when is this stitch going to hurt?" I ask him pointing to the bandaged waist.



"The stitches will be there for like a week. Not more than that. If you wish you could be discharged today by the afternoon maybe say 3" oh my god. I could just screech out jumping on the bed but my subconscious warned me to not go mad. It will hurt more.


"Thank you so much doctor. You don't even know how much this means to me" I say almost getting glossy eyes by only imaging myself free from this hell hole of a place.
But then Louis was still here and all I wanted right now was to go see him.


"I'll send the nurse with he discharge papers in an hour or so till then you still need bed rest. Don't get up until you're informed" I nod and with that the doctor leaves the room followed by the nurse.



"Finally" I sighed in relief lifting my self up a bit.



"I'm so glad to see you well mate!" Zayn came in million dollar smile in his face as he walked faster towards me. He bent forward hugging me lightly and took a seat in front of me on the stool.


I chuckled lightly at his lively behavior. Till yesterday he talked to me like somebody beat his ass up and that somebody was me. He was a total different today .



"What's making you so happy?" I moved forward with asking him.



"I just got a call" he shrieked. So happy.



"You got to chill, about what really?" I looked at him confused.



"The contract" he breathed in sharply, "the company approved me" he almost jumped off the stool again.



"Will you be more specific? Otherwise in gonna get a headache"



"See, on my birthday at the club, where you didn't show up eventually and I didn't want to invite you to my birthday party like 12 year old kid, I met this guy who offered me a deal" he began still being angry at the fact that I didn't turn up for his birthday. It was genuine.


"Which guy?" I ask him confused. Maybe some fan of his art.



"He offered me that if I made around 25, 140x190 huge canvas paintings he'd offer me with the best deal possible"


"And?"



"What? I did that challenge. Anyway I was drunk enough that day to agree with him on this challenge and in a week I made 25 of them complete with my master strokes and signature at the bottom end." He flicked his eyebrow like he was Picasso or something. Well he was for that matter.



"Well that's a huge achievement on your side, you did good then! Congratulations brother"



"Thank you" he said bowing down a little. "Well you know and he came up to my house and at an instant from the hall above he bought 5 of my paintings and paid me whatever he said I charge him" his face is glowing like a fucking candle. I've never seen him so happy. Not even when he got engaged to Perry and how that she usually stays out of town he got a lonely lately but seeing him so freaking happy all of a sudden is just so great.



"I mean what am I supposed to say. This year for you is gonna be great. We it started almost the best" I don't actually know what to say. He is actually well aware of his achievements and saying something will just make them diminish.


"And guess what?" He clasps my palm.tightly.


"What?" I don't know why to guess


"I just got another deal done. "


"And that is ?"


"My mom just moved in, in the house I bought for her in London" he almost fell off the stool this instant and got up teary eyed.



"That's great. That's great zayn. I mean you are doing so much good. Well that does not even makes sense. But man, god you've achieved the best. You're the best" I say patting his upper palm lightly squeezing it at the end.


"I owe it to you. Some bit of it maybe." He says looking down at his hand."you paid the rent of hiring all the galleries for my exhibitions, so.."



"No! Its all you here zayn"



"You're getting me too emotional right now" he wipes off the tear which rolled down dramatically. "I think I should leave" he chuckled. "Otherwise I'm gonna be a crying mess." He said shaking his head lightly and getting up.



"Hey zayn!" I called out as he was about to open the door to the ward.




"Come here"


He walks back the steps he just took."yes?"



"You stayed with Louis last night? How's he doing?" I didn't want to look like shit while asking
him this. But I think I am with the sympathetic looks he's been giving me since the last 10 seconds.



"He's good right now" he nods lightly..


"And what about last night?" I ask him gathering the courage in hope at least he would tell me more than just he doing good and get more into the details



"Umm..last night was well I guess fine, he just whimpered while he turned to his sides like 15 times? And sometimes I thought maybe he wanted water and when i got near he was just calling out for you" he paused and my breath hitched and the blood drained out of my body. My god I wanted to slap my head.



"Shit." He mutters turning around.



"What?" I ask him loudly. Was there something wrong?

He turns around,"I wasn't supposed to tell you this" he turns away and walks out the room as fast as he could.

Oh god. I feel like drowning myself into this bed. Just disappearing from this earth. He does not even deserve this and he's the one whose being pulled out onto all Thai wrath between me and Nick. Why? Why? He doesn't. He just doesn't.



I just want to go and visit him right now. Like right now. Just right now this moment.



The doctor said he is doing better and its been over a day I haven't seen in which state he is in. And he also said that he will wake up in a day so today is that day. I gotta go see him.



Just that I need to be back into clothes which human wear. Not these apron kind of dresses.



I rang the bell on my bed and within 2 minutes the nurse was here asking if I needed something.

But I just told her to hurry up with the discharging process so that I could change into human clothes.




The nurse walks toward the door as gemma enters in a little in hurry.

“harry! Ed is on the phone.” She hurries up to me. I almost forgot that my phone even existed. Wow. Somebody applaud me.


“ok” I take the phone from her and she turns away to exit.



I put the phone to my ear and there is Ed bursting out, “damn harry! What is up with you?” he almost screams and I had to put it a little away from my ear.


“HEY!” Is all I say to his question.


“harry?” he says sighing loudly.


“That is all you’ve got?” he sighs again.


“Yeah. What am I supposed to say when im already trying to escape my death bed?”


“don’t die kid.” He sighs again, “ Where are you?” his voice gets loud.



"just going to get discharged” I tell him.


“ok. Fine. Ive been tryin to fuckin’ contact you since 3 days and now is that you pick up the phone? Not even you. Gemma did. God! If it wasn’t gemma I don’t know if you’d still be alive.” Well what he said was true. If it wasn’t gemma would’ve been dead by now. sh has been the one whose been by my side like since I was 7. I wouldn’t be alive she wasn’t there. I owe her big time. And now that I know I fucked up with Louis too ed’s gonna be mad.



“yeah. That’s true.” I sigh. “so? You called me because?”


“because.. “ his voice changes completely.i can picture the tattooed man all shrieking and jumping in excitement “...because the operation went excellent”


“wow ed that’s amazing news. That is so so good. You don’t even know how happy iam right now for you. That’s is so fuckin’ good” oh my god. His daughter is all right now.




“I know right. But they say she responded slowly to the treatment so that gonna be a bit difficult for her at a later stage” his voice gets low.



“don’t be sad. Its gonna be alright" I state.


"Yeah. I'm not sad. I'm happy my daughters finally okayy" he seems so happy and his voice is so different from the last time I heard him. I'm truly happy for him.




"You should be. You are all she's got. " I nod as if he could see me. I really want to see his face.



"Yes yes. And after this I'm not even going g to let her see that bitch Eloise. She stays away from her and me and ill be happy forever" I chuckle lightly at his comment. Like how deeply he hates her for doing what she did. I mean how can you just leave when you have a loving husband and a pretty daughter.



"She'll stay away." I chuckle. "What would she now want from you anyway?"



"I don't know. But she's still hungry for some things which I'll definitely shove into her mouth. She wants a divorce and u know I'm going to give it to her right away" he beams.



"Okay! If it keeps you happy then you should" I shake my head. He sounds too much happy. Should I tell him about Louis?



There's a long pause and I am back into the world when he screams through the phone.
"Harry baby" I chuckle when hear him. I hate it when he calls me that. I feel giddy all of a sudden.

"I've told you many times not to call me that"


"But you weren't answering harry baby" he says again.



"Shut up ed" I roll my eyes. i'm giggling though.


"Okay. Why do you sound not-so-harry?"


"What is so-harry for you?" I ask him. I feel so annoyed kind of.



"Someone whose not so rude to his Eddie"


"You really want to know?" I ask him my stomach churning at the thought of imaging Louis so hurt again.



"Obviously."


"OK." I take in a sharp breath "I actually you know...uh... You know .."


"Hurry up"



"Uh..Louis. He's here with me" i talk like he's actually beside me.


"That's good news. Are you talking to me mid-sex coz I can't hear him moan" he laughs through the other side


"Shut up ed. I fucked up again" I say and my head hangs low.


"You fucked up? Harry finally fucked up? That's news!" He doesn't sound serious at all.



"Listen to me will you?"



"OK. OK."



"Louis, ... he's allergic to alcohol. And he ended up drunk. And he was almost unconscious when I found him. And u know I found Nick near him" I almost whisper the last part as if anybody could hear me. I don't want anybody specially Gemma knowing this happens because of That filthy man.



"What?! Are you serious? And that doesn't sound like you fucked up. It was Nick I guess"



"Damn serious Ed. And I actually had a meeting with Nick the same day and I told him to fucking stay away. But he didn't and now Louis still hasn't woken up. He's still in another room and it s been two days since I last saw him."

"Don't worry he'll be alright. Just tell me where are you? Which hospital?"
He asks in a hurry.



"No don't worry you stay with your daughter. I'll be fine and Louis will be too"
I say. He doesn't have to come here for me leaving his daughter.



"No . I just have to drop her to

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