Escape

Are You Going To Keep Staring At Me Or Are You Going To Kiss Me?

Amar answered me, although her voice broke. "Two weeks." 

My eyes widened. "Two weeks! My family must be so worried. Oh, and-" I stopped and grabbed Amar's arm, although not tightly since I didn't have much strength. "Where is Harry? Is he okay?" 

Amar started to cry again at my question, and I began to freak out. "Is he-?" 

She shook her head. "No, he's alive, but he's-" Amar moved out the way, and my eyes landed on Harry, but it wasn't a pretty sight. 

He was laying on a hospital bed, unconscious and barely breathing (I could tell by the slow rise of his chest), and he had so many machines hooked up to him, just as I did a few minutes earlier. 

"No, no, no, no," I whispered, tears already pouring down. "No, Harry's just asleep. He's fine, he's fine, he's fine." My voice lowered in volume, and I could distantly hear a loud and fast beeping. I felt someone grabbing my arm, then I heard, 

"Don't worry. He won't slip into a coma again."  

I could feel my heartbeat slow down, and my eyelids grew heavy. But the image of Harry was still prominent in my head as my eyes closed once again.

* 

Jay's POV 

I steadily watched as Louis' chest rose to make sure my baby was breathing. I held his hand to reassure myself he had a pulse. Louis still hadn't woken up from the sedation that the doctor gave him. 

Dan sat next to me. I looked away from Louis for a quick second to grab Dan's hand. "I'm sorry that I haven't visited you as much." 

Dan squeezed my hand. "It's fine, Jay. I know it must be hard."  

I sniffled, blinking back the tears and turned to see him. "After I found out about your... well, supposed death, things seemed so wrong. I started drinking, and I was a horrible mum. I neglected the kids, and Louis had to be the parent. I put so much stress on him to raise our kids when he was grieving, too. Because I was grieving, and I didn't care anymore. 

Dan brought his hand up and wiped away some stray tears. "You were grieving, but you got better, right?" 

I nodded meekly. "Once Alex told me you were alive, I made things right. I got back to work, and I tried to be a part of our children's life again. It was hard since I did a lot of bad stuff, but we're in a great place now." 

Dan smiled and got closet to place a small kiss on my forehead. "Then I'm sure Louis does not hold a grudge." 

"You guys didn't waste any time, huh?" 

Dan and I gasped once we heard Louis. 

I placed a big kiss on his cheek. "Oh my sweet baby, you're awake!" 

Dan hugged him, the best he could do with so many wires surrounding Louis. "Oh, I've missed you so much!" 

Louis was laughing slightly, or at least trying to. His face scrunched up in pain. "Ow, ow, ow," He repeated, but he still held a smile on his face. 

We were all laughing until Louis suddenly stopped, and a solemn expression took over his face. 

"Harry. I need to see Harry." 

Dan and I shared a look before Dan stepped to the side. 

Louis' voice was thick with emotion. "I woke up. Why hasn't he woken up, yet?" 

Dan sat on the small patch of the bed and placed a hand on Louis covered leg. "The doctor said that because Harry endured so much movement after getting shot, the bullet moved deeper and punctured a vein."