I flinched so hard as Harry started to carefully put on hydrogen peroxide.
"Fuck!" I cried out throwing my head around.
"Shit, I'm sorry, love," Harry said kindly. I looked into his eyes they were so worried.
"Why would you do this Louis?!" Gemma asked.
"Thank you for the first aid pack, Gemma! You can get the fuck out now!" Harry yelled yet again, and like before I winced.
"Oh my god, you are so annoying Harry!" With that, she walked out of the bathroom slamming the door. I jumped which caused Harry to press harder on my wound.
"God fucking damn it!" I yelled out in agony. A tear fell from my eye.
"Ah, shit! I'm sorry Lou!" His hands were moving fast as he tried to stop the blood from falling out of my arm.
"Gemma!" Harry called.
"GEMMA THERE IS SO MUCH BLOOD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!" He yelled again. The last thing that I was able to remember was Gemma bursting through and then pulling out her phone. After that, I was out.
[Harry's pov]
It was the scariest thing that I had ever dealt with. I have had scary cases before and dealt with blood before and watched people die all once or twice before. But to watch it happen to Louis? Damn. That is something that I hope I will die before having to witness again.
I was screaming at Gemma to come back in after telling her to fuck off. She broke through the door and then Louis' body fell limp into my arms.
"Gemma! That's not good! That's not supposed to happen!!" I screamed.
"I know I am on the phone with 999 right now!" My heart was going to stop beating if Louis didn't make it out of this. I didn't know what to do. He was just laying unconscious in my arms while actively bleeding out.
After about a minute of sitting there and applying as much pressure as I could to Louis' gash, the paramedics were piling into the bathroom. In a matter of seconds, Louis was loaded onto a gurney and taken to my front yard.
There were more than just the paramedics though. Because it was The Louis Tomlinson there was also the police. I spotted Zayn, Niall, Nick, and Chief. I sighed already so done. I didn't even think twice before going to get inside the truck, but I was stopped.
"Sir, you can't get on." I was told by one of the paramedics.
"Um, I am his officer, I have to go!" I was getting pissed off.
"We are fully aware but we already have two policemen inside the truck with us. Also, you have to be family or partner in order to ride with us." I groaned pulling at my hair.
"Fine!" I yelled. I ran inside grabbed my car keys and came back out.
"Why are you still here?! Get him to the fucking hospital!" I shouted out. I got in my car started and then followed the train of police and ambulance.
~~*~~
It felt like I was waiting for years when in reality it was only like ten minutes. I was tearing away at my fingers making them hurt with my anxiety. My leg was bouncing profusely. As I looked around the room I was trying to calm my nerves when I looked at the man next to me. His hair was gelled into a front quiff and he was wearing black sweat pants with a white tee that had a small pink bunny on it.
He looked around Louis' age if not a few years older. He had a gorgeous gold band that was on his left middle finger. At first, I assumed that it was a wedding ring but then I remembered those go on your left ring finger.
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Fiksi PenggemarHe is 20 years old and lives alone in an apartment in South Yorkshire England, He is 18 years old and lives with his sister also in South Yorkshire. He has been in Police training for about 2 years. Graduating top of his class. At the age of just...
Part Twenty-Two
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