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LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

chapter 59

Louis' pov 8


My head feels so heavy all of a sudden. I don't know where I am. Oh gosh I have a bad headache. It seems like I've been sleeping for ages together. I feel so heavy with my body laying flat on a bed but I can't even open my eyes.


My eyes seem to be so tired. I feel like if I opened them they would hurt so much. I feel as if my throat is dry. My lips need water. Its hurting, every fucking nerve hurts. I feel my legs can't even help me walk. I feel I've gone paralyzed. Its so annoying.


I want to scream but my throat is dry enough not be able to speak even a single word. My fingertips feel numb. I don't know but something is attached to them at the end.


I feel my breath slowing down. It's all black behind my eyes and if this wall in front of me doesn't vanish in a second I'll be dead. I feel like it. What the fuck is happening. I do not know anymore.


This is so painful. I don't want to go through this. Suddenly I feel my whole body going numb all of a second. And all I feel is my eyes which hurt too much and there's sudden light on tip of my face. Various voices speak beside me. I can be only hear whispers and murmurs. And I can't even process what's happening.


And then there's something on my wrist which I can't feel properly but it feels something is being pierced into my body and its draining out the fluid inside my body. Its hurting. I want them to stop.


And there is another thing on my other wrist. Its pumping something in my body. This hurts a lot more than that. I want them to stop. But I can't speak as if its a dream but I can feel the real pain going through my body every second. my heart beat is beating faster in every millisecond. I want everybody to stop. But I feel large hands on my legs and arms and then there something being attached to my nostril. It s choking me. I feel my breath alter every alter but after a minute I feel my breath normal.


But the pain. The pain is growing stronger and stronger with every pump in me and every drain out of my body. What are they doing to me. I feel hollow.
What are they doing its frustrating. Its evil and cruel of them.


I want it to stop. Right now. But my body is too weak. Too weak to even move my finger. Too weak to even part my lips. Too weak to even trying to open my eye lids. Too weak to even blink. Too weak to even breath on my own. Too weak to even move my toes. I feel so so weak. I've never felt like this in ages and I think I'm being punished for my sins.


At the back of my head is only a single face. Not mine. Not any others. But its a blurred image. I don't know whose face is that, but its very familiar. I know that person. I've touched that face. I've felt that body over myself sometime. I know. I've felt that body lips touch mine. I felt those butterflies when they touched me every time. But my memory is too weak to remember anything right now.


This "hurting-me-process" look a like its been happening for hours straight. My body doesn't shift even an inch. I've been laying in the same position for days. I feel so tired when I feel the murmurs around me fade. I am drifting off the black land again. The light on top of my head has gone. Its dark again.


I no longer feel the hands over my body. I don't want to fight anymore. Its all gone. And all I feel is light. My body feels light. Again. As if I'll float into space. But I'm still on the bed. My head resting at the back. There no more headache. Its gone with the voices.



I'm fine. Everything's fine around me. But I want sleep. I need sleep. Deep sleep. Nobody needs to wake me up for days. I'll wake up when I have the strength. I just want to remember the face at the back of my head. That's all. I need that face to come closer into my head. I need a clear vision. But until I get all that. I'll sleep deep into the dark zone.


I need strength. So much strength to even open my lids. But now after sleeping straight for days. I think my vision, cleared vision is back. I feel the light in front of my eyes. I think I'm in heaven where there is light. I feel a little pain in my nerves but its better than what I felt ages before.


But its good. I feel glad. I can lightly picture the face that was there at the back in my memory. I can't just remember that name until I see that human in front of me.


I need that person to stand in front of me. Right now. Touch me. And make me feel like I'm alive and I'm not into that black pages like I was in. I need that persons lips on mine. I need it.


I faintly remember this thing I planned of hurting him so much. But now I only want him to touch me gently. Feeling every inch of my skin and bring me back to life. My heart aches for him so bad. Its-its somebody I know. Its a him. He's really close. my head it hurts so bad. I'm sweating. I can't just get his name. Its too much stress. My head aches again. Every nerve is bursting. I jolt back to sleep. I fainted in my sleep again. I'm tired again.

And I'll wake up when I have strength or that guy touches me to life again.


"How's he doin'?" Somebody asks the doctor. I guess there are more than two people. I mean 3 or maybe even 5 in the room. There are many voices. But I don't feel the only person whose supposed to be here.


"He's good now. Like for now. I'll check again after half an hour or so?" Its the doctors voice, that I recognize the best right now. That's the only voice I've been hearing from the past 3 days.


"When is he going to wake up?" Of course they're asking about me. I don't know I've been asleep for how many years. Its weird.


"He will wake up soon. The anesthesia doze has almost done its course. So I think maybe in an hour or so?" He says sighing and I guess somebody walked out.


"Its good to hear he's fine." People are lightly gasping beside me and I don't know why.


"He's good finally. He's going to be happy" who is this 'he' they're talking about? A heavy voice just stands beside me and a hand traces my arm lightly and then moves a little away.


"yeah finally!" Irish accent and I remember its niall. They're all here for me? Oh my god. Did I ruin up bad?


"Guys I think I'll leave for work. It's a tuesday morning. I don't want to be kicked out today" the thick accent guy speaks and walks out followed with another guy. "Bye" the Irish man says and I guess it's niall and liam who walked out. But its too difficult to recognize any other voice.


"You can wait at the couch" a female voice speaks and I guess that's the nurse.

Notes

phew.. that took a lot of feelings to be precise.

anyway.. i hope ypu guys like the story so far.

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lots of love to all the readers.

Comments

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@LizzyM101
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I should be thanking you for writing such an interesting story. I love how its so unique and not like the other typical stories on this site. There much more depth to it. The chapters always keep me on my toes. PS I love love this chapter and Harry is trying to be brave and intimate with Louis.