You Have No Idea

©Chapter 3

Beep, beep, beep, I am awoken to a heart monitor but this is not my room. My eyes open slightly and I see Harry asleep. Awe! Another picture! I reach for my phone but it's not there. Huh... I tap Harry lightly and he jolts awake. "Louise?"

"Yes." I say with a scratchy voice.

"Oh, God," he chokes. "I'm so sorry." He stands up and crushes me in a hug.

"Harry," I croak. "My head is pounding."

"Oh, right." He says. "The nurse wants me to inform her when you are awake."
His eyes are red, I notice, and I wonder why.

"Harry, are you okay?"

"Y—Yeah, I'm fine." He sniffles.

"No you're not," I say sternly. "What. Happened. Now."

"Niall might be arrested." He sniffles again. "It's up to you."

"Oh," I think. "Harry you know what he did was wrong right? I'm just a girl— I-I didn't even hit him that hard. Harry, I had a seizure. That's not right. You have to understand-"

"I know," he cuts me off. "Either way it's not my choice."

"Hello," the doctor walks in. "Mr. Styles. Ms. Valentine." She nods.

"Hello," I say with my scratchy voice. "Doctor."

"Mr. Styles, can you step outside?" The doctor acknowledges.

"Only if Louise wants me to." He snarls.

"Harry," I warn. "It's okay, he'll leave."

"Okay," he kisses my cheek like most Brits do and he leaves.

"Boyfriend?" She asks.

"No, roomie."

"Oh," she smiles. "So, Ms. Val, how are you feeling?"

"Really bad headache," I admit.

"That's normal, considering the circumstances."

I gulp. "Um, what are the circumstances?"

"Mrs. Val, this is still PPP Liberty Hospital, you know that correct?"

"Uh, no. No I didn't know that."

"Well, nurse Joy would like to see you, can I send her in?"

I sit up straight, "Yes, of course."

"Okay she'll be right in."

The doctor leaves and nurse Joy tumbles in. Without her scrubs on.

"Oh, Louise." She hugs me. "I'm so sorry."

I try to play around with her and say. "Excuse me? Who are you?"

She looks at me with teary eyes, "Oh, no, Louise!"

I giggle. "Hi Joy, are you working?"

"Louise! Do not do that!" She swats me. "No, I was having dinner with my husband when I got the call."

"Oh, Joy, please, for me, go home. I'll be okay." I smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Why, of course! Just go home!"

"Okay," she smiles. "Goodnight, dear. But lemme tell ya," she frowned. "You had a blain bleed and a seizure so just stay on bed rest."

"Where am I?"

"ICU."

"What?!" I gasp.

"Well, yea," she stood up. "You do have cancer darling."

She pecked my cheek and left, saying if I do get up I will be grounded.

An officer walked in with Harold asking us if we would like to press charges.

"It's up to Louise," Harry says immediately, his eyes still bloodshot red.

I smile at my wounded friend. "I'm actually fine, it's nothing to worry about."

"Okay, thank you ma'am, and if you have a change of heart here is my card," he said handing me a piece of plastic. "Goodbye."

The sherif left and Harry looked at me. "Thank you." He smiled. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes, Harry, just a headache is all. Where's Niall?"

"Uh, outside I think. I'll go get him."

He opened the door and hugged Niall. "She didn't press, man."

"Im very sorry, I just wasn't thinking." Niall walked in slowly and examined me. I smiled.
"I'm fine," I said with my still scratchy voice. "I'll get over it."

"I didn't post the video."

"Oh?"

Harry butt in, "He shouldn't have said he would, that was horrible, what we did, and we are truly sorry."

"Guys," I cough. "It's okay, I'm fine!"

"What happened?" Niall asks me. "Did I do anything too bad?"

"Niall, I have cancer. A seizure could've killed me, but I just have a minor brain bleed is all, so I'll get through it."

"I'm sorry! I-I..." He trailed off. "Forgive me?"

"Yes, Niall, and Harry."

We group hug and everything is normal, I hope.

"Do you want some Advil?" Harry asks.

"Nope, I'm allergic."

"Really? Wow."

"Yep,"

We sit in an awkward silence and I speak up. "Harry, I'm sorry, I'm just insanely tired. Why don't you go back to the room? Invite a friend over, yeah?" Sure, just a friend my inner goddess smirks. I flush and shove her off a cliff.

"What about you?" He asks.

"Harry, I—" I start but he just shushes me and asks, "What's your favorite song?"

"Uh I don't really have one."

"Can I sing?" He asks quietly.

"Of course Harry."

"Isn't she lovely," he starts, "born only one minute ago."

I know the song and his voice is just mesmerizing. I reach out to touch his face and he leans in like a kitten.

He keeps singing but is rudely interrupted by a nurse walking in. "Harry, a Mr. Tomlinson is here for you."
He smiles and walks out without saying goodbye. My inner goddess is sobbing, aching for his touch.

"Lou this is Lou. Lou meet Lou." Harry smiles.

"Louis?" I sit up. "Is-Is that you?"

"Louise?" Louis looks at me. "Oh, my god!"

I stand up and hug him. "I missed you." I cry and sniffle.

"I missed you too."

"Do you know each other?" Harry asked.

"Yes." I smile. "He's my big brother."

Notes

A big chapter! No comments?? :( sad face. I'll post tomorrow.

quote of the day, "All good things are wild and free," Ronan Thompson