Louis;
Josh stood right outside of my front door. Mike stood beside him.
"Well, aren't you going to invite us in?" I still stood frozen, unsure of what the two large men planned to do. I shook my head, staring at Josh.
"Why not Louis?" Mike questioned. "You beat me tonight, well done." Mike offered a hand to me, to which I ignored.
"Just go away." I finally spoke. My words hoarse, my throat dry.
"Oh, come on now Lou. Don't be like this. I just want to see Belle."
"She's not here." I spoke through my teeth.
"Where is she?"
"It's none of your business Josh." Josh stepped forward, grabbing me by the throat. I became breathless rather quickly, my chest rising and falling. I did all I could to keep the oxygen flowing through my body.
"You tell me where my daughter is right now." Josh snarled. Mike stood and laughed at how weak I had become.
"No." is all I could master to say. This sent Josh into a rage, he threw me forcefully onto the floor. My breathing became rushed in attempt to be able to breath again. Josh began kicking me. I hissed at the pain, knowing bruises would be forming.
"I don't see what Harry likes about you." Kick. "You're a joke." Kick. "And an ugly one at that." Kick.
Josh kept kicking at me, I groaned in pure pain. I looked up at Mike, he just stood laughing.
"Makes a change for me to not have to beat you. So much for you being the worlds best cage fighter." Mike said through his chuckles. He placed his hand on Josh's shoulder and moved him out the way. Mike lifted his foot and stomped it against my face. My nose crunching underneath his foot.
I screamed out in utter pain, my nose is definitely broken. Josh got down to my level, his face inches from my own.
"Where's Harry?" I couldn't reply, my body ached all over. "I said, Where is Harry?" Josh said through gritted teeth, spitting slightly at me.
"Not here." I stated.
"Liar." Josh shouted, grabbing forcefully onto my hair.
"Tell me." Josh pulled my hair harshly, I hissed loudly at Josh.
"No."
"Josh do it." Mike said, encouraging Josh. "Kill him."
Josh nodded, pulling the shiny knife from his pocket. My eyes went wide. I was once again frozen, unable to move. I willed my body to get up and run but it was as if my brain had shut down. I tried so much to get out of the way. Josh raised his hand above his head, gripping the knife tighter. I looked pleadingly at him, Josh laughed before plunging the knife into my chest.
Blood began pouring out of my chest onto the floor. Josh stood up and backed up.
"See you in hell Louis." Josh smiled at me. I grasped hold of my chest, trying to stop the blood.
"Oh, and Harry's next." was all Josh said before leaving the house with Mike. I can't believe what has happened.
"Louis?" I heard the sweet voice of his boyfriend, before my eyes closed.
Harry;
I woke up to commotion coming from downstairs. I swung my legs out of bed and rubbed my eyes. I sat on the bed for a while and listened. Voices I couldn't make out shouting but not enough for me to make out what they were saying.
It's probably just Liam and Niall.
I stood from the bed and stretched my body, still tired from the events of 2 hours ago. I threw on some joggers and a blue t-shirt he found on my floor before leaving my bedroom. The voices had now gone and the whole house was silent. I began to walk down the stairs when I saw a body crumpled on the floor.
As I neared closer to the body I saw the beautiful blue eyes, now clouded over with pain.
"Louis?" I questioned. Louis eyes suddenly closed. I carefully walked around his body, standing in front of a pool of blood. I carefully lifted Louis hand from his chest, revealing a large puncture wound. I whimpered, tears pricking at my eyes.
"No, no, no, no." I said, panicked. I grabbed his phone and dialled for an ambulance. "Louis stay with me. Don't leave me." I said while pressing forcefully at my phone. Once the operator answered I began shouting through tears at them. I stayed on the phone until the ambulance arrived. The distant sirens sounded outside the house before 2 men rushed in. The 2 men began working on Louis, cleaning his chest up and ensuring he couldn't bleed out anymore. All I could do was watch.
I dialled Liam's number and pressed my phone to my ear.
"Hello?" Liam shouted over the loud music of the after party.
"Liam!" I cried down the phone, watching the men wheel Louis out to the ambulance.
"Harry? Is everything okay?" I shook his head, forgetting Liam was unable to see me.
"I need you to come fetch me." I soon became breathless, my cries overtaking me.
"Why? What's happened?" Liam questioned.
"Lo-Louis has been st-stabbed."
"WHAT!" Liam shouted down the phone, I just continued to cry. I heard shuffling on the phone and Liam talking to whom I assumed to be Niall.
"We're on our way Haz! Keep calm for me yeah?" I hummed to Liam before putting the phone down. I couldn't move, my eyes stuck on the pool of blood which had surrounded Louis' lifeless body.
How did I let this happen? This was all my fault. The tears began falling harder and faster down my face than before. My heart aching, the pain killing me.
Niall;
Liam and I burst through the door, stopping in our tracks, looking at the blood. I gasped before looking for Harry. I saw Harry stood mesmerised, tears falling. Liam walked over to Harry and lifted his chin, breaking Harry's thoughts before embracing him into a hug.
"Come on." Liam said, taking hold of Harry's hand. Liam lead him out to his car while I locked up the house. Liam climbed into the drivers seat and stared the engine, while I joined Harry in the back. I simply pulled Harry into a hug, allowing Harry to cry into his shirt.
Liam sped out of the drive and towards the hospital. Normally it would take around 20 minutes to arrive at the hospital but Liam made it in 10. We all climbed out of the car and rushed into the emergency room. I led Harry over to the waiting room while Liam questioned the receptionist about Louis.
Harry began nervously pacing the room, walking from one end to another.
"Harry, sit down, please." I pleaded as Liam walked in.
"No Niall. He could be dead." Harry said, his hands rubbing his face.
"I doubt it. Do you know how strong Louis is?" Harry stopped walking, his head turning towards me. His eyes puffy and red from crying.
"Louis is very strong Haz. You need to stop worrying, the doctors are currently working on him. They've stopped the bleed and stitched him up, however, he has yet to wake up." Liam admitted, telling Harry and me exactly what the receptionist had told him. Harry sighed and ran his hands through his hair.
"See, now will you sit?" I asked, Harry nodded and sat beside me, resting his head in his hands.
Harry;
The wait got longer and longer. I began panicking more as time went on. Liam kept me somewhat sane, telling me everything would be okay and that Louis wouldn't dare leave me. Niall on the other hand was asleep.
"How can he sleep when Louis is practically in a coma?" I questioned Liam, looking at the small Irish lad.
"I have no idea." Liam laughed, I gave Liam a small smile.
"Friends of Mr. Tomlinson?" A male voice spoke, My head snapped up.
"Yes?" Liam spoke for me.
"You may now go see him." He said before leaving the room. Liam looked at me. I sat frozen in my seat, unable to stand. I could go see Louis but I didn't want too. I want to see the fun and happy Louis, the man I fell in love with. Not a lifeless Louis.
"Harry, go see him." Liam said, pulling on my arm. I slowly rose from the chair and left the room. I walked over to the room which the doctor pointed to. I stood at the door, unsure if I should open it.
"It's okay sweetheart." A female voice said from beside me. "I know it may look scary but all the machines are helping him. If you talk to him he will be able to hear you. We encourage people to talk to our patients in comas, familiar voices help them come round. Are you a relative?" I turned too look at the girl. She being no older that 19.
"Boyfriend." The girl nodded and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Go, its okay!" I pushed opened the door, gobsmacked at what I saw.
Louis was laid flat on the hospital bed. A bandage covered his torso, covering his wound. A small bandage laid upon Louis' nose too. He was connected to all sorts of machines. The heart rate monitor beeping every so often, the only sound in the room.
I walked over the bed and sat down in the chair beside Louis. Tears began to fall from my eyes once again. I grabbed hold of Louis' hand and laced our fingers together.
"I'm sorry Louis." I kissed Louis' hand, his skin ice cold. "I love you so much!"