_*Chapter Two*_
Harry's POV
"Beep... Beep... Beep..." Where the hell am I? I tried lifting my eyelids, but I gave up. They felt at least ten times heavier, it was a burden to have to keep them up. One thought flashed through my mind. "Louis!" I cried out in a scratchy voice, half opening my eyes and attempting to sit up. The guys ran in and Liam put a hand on my chest, firmly holding me down.
"No Harry." He said. And he didn't have to say anymore. He was not going to let me up. "You don't have to go all Daddy Direction." I whined, crossing my arms like a spoiled child. Then I remembered Louis. Bad timing. Thousands of questions shot through my mind, though Liam was completely unaware. I struggled against his grip and he sighed.
"Harry, you hit your head when you collapsed. You're not getting up. Any physical exertion or stress could cause you to-" I didn't hear the rest, as I went limp. My eyes rolling into the back of my head.
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Louis' POV:
I heard Harry get out of bed. Well, I guess this was a good time to wake up. I got dressed and brushed my teeth. Soon I was wearing my Leeds Festival shirt, black skinny jeans, and my black rectangular glasses. I finished the outfit off with a black beanie. The same one that harry bought me for his birthday. I slipped on my TOMS, and spritzed some water in my hair, running my hands through it and letting it hang in my eyes. There. As I turned around, I heard a noise coming from my closet. What the...?
"Hello?" I called stupidly. I walked forward and opened the closet doors. All I saw was a flash of something metal and a malignant grin. I felt a sharp pain, and slowly my senses left me, my vision fading to black.
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Harry POV:
My eyes flickered open. Ugh, again? I have got to stop passing out. I looked up to see everyone. Everyone except Louis... "Dude, you have got to stop passing out." Niall half laughed. But nothing could brighten my mood. Zayn looked down at me, a concerned look etched on his face. "Just... Stay calm and focus on not... passing out. 'Kay?
I let out a breathy laugh. They always had such good advice. Note the sarcasm. I sighed. I'd have to answer them sometime. "Sure guys, okay. I'm fine, I don't need to be babysat." I looked at the wall, the sheets, the clock... anything but them. "I kind of just want to be alone." I said quietly. Liam nodded his head, gesturing towards the door.
"Let's go guys." He whispered, walking out the door with his head down, a solemn expression on his face. And I was alone again.
So sorry that its so short! But I'm evil and leave you cliffhangers. Yup! And I know this subject is long over, but leave your... Interesting... Comments about the Haylor breakup. Don't worry about offending me. In my mind, Haylor is a disgrace to the earth and every living being that inhabits it. Sowwy, I use big words when I'm excited. So stay tuned in maybe I won't be so evil next time. Sorry is the ending sucked, but I realized that I needed an ending, as they were both unconscious. Read and review if you want. Please do. I wanna know what ya think :)