I'm Broken but I'm fine

Part 5

LOUIS POV

I wake up in the morning feeling a little better, my head isn't pounding as much but I still feel sick. I'm curled up to Harry's chest, when I open my eyes I loose my breath at the site of him. His toned muscly tattooed chest is amazing.

"Good morning sleepy head, how are you feeling" Harry's husky voice asks me.

I look up into his eyes and he is smirking at me. I blush slightly.

"I'm okay......can I take this out yet" I ask, waving my hand around pointing to the drip.

"Not until Andy comes and takes it out....I'm sorry" Harry tells me.

He reaches out and wipes my fringe off my forehead. I sigh and rest my head on his muscly chest again.

"I've been checking your temperature all night and you're still warm, I will have to get you some more medicine to keep your temperature down" Harry states.

He is so protective for some reason, I hum in response and reach out across his chest to trace the tattoos on his body. He didn't have these when he lived at home.

"What do they mean?" I ask quietly.

"My tattoos?" He asks.

"Yeah, like you have so many......do they all mean things?" I ask as I trace the outlines of the butterfly on his chest.

"Some do, like this one I got for mum and Jay" he says pointing to one on his collarbone.

"Oh" I say surprised, I wonder if he got one for me? I doubt it, Harry wouldn't want to have something that reminds him of such a fuck up inked on his skin.

He goes to say something, when his phone buzzes beside him.

"Hello?" He answers and begins to talk.

I sigh and get up to pee. I have to drag the drip thing with me and it's so annoying. When I finish peeing I brush my teeth and walk back into the bedroom. I still feel weak and dizzy, it's annoying.

"You okay?" Harry questions when I come back into the room.

I shrug my shoulders at him,

"That was Andy, he is on his way over to check on you and see if he can take the drip out. He doesn't have your results back yet, but if you're okay he will take out the drip.

I nod at Harry and sit back down on the bed. Harry brings me into his arms and I lay down on his chest again, we are silent for a while just lost in thoughts. Eventually Harry speaks up.

"Listen, I have to go back to work in a few days and well.....I was hoping you might want to come with me and Niall sometime? When you are better of course, but I though it would be cool to show you what I do and we could hang out" Harry says.

I look towards him and smile.

"Yeah.....I would really like that Haz" I say.

He beams at me and I can't help but beam back at him, it's the first time I have smiled since I have been here.

"You look so beautiful when you smile" Harry says.

My breath hitches at his words.

"Listen Louis.....I want to tell you the real reason that I left and didn't call or text or keep in contact with you" Harry starts.

I don't know if I'm ready to hear about how much of a failure I am, I don't want Harry to tell me he left because I disgusted him. Even if he has changed his mind now and things are different, I still don't want to hear it. I shake my head at him and sit up on the bed.