Chapter 3
The boys don't say a word while they wait for Louis's results. Harry was looking around the room in hope he would see Louis walking out of one of the doors and explain very thing. He knew this would never happen but he really really wanted it to. When the doctor then finally comes after 50 minutes of waiting, Harry is the first to notice him. And the first to stand up. When the other 3 notice the doctor walking over towards them they also stand up. The doctor stops when he is just a few meters away from them. Oh how Harry just wanted to run over to him and shake the results out of him. But of course he couldn't. They all look at him with hopeful and sad eyes.
"We were able to stop the bleeding" the doctor starts off by saying and then pauses a bit, looks down and then back up at the boys.
"But he has lost a lot of blood. A bit too much blood." The doctor continues with a quiet voice.
"And we don't have any of his blood types here. So-"the doctor gets interrupted by Harry.
"Me and Lou have the same blood type" Harry says quickly. The word just spilling out of his mouth, like he was just thinking aloud. But know the word was said and there was no way he could take them back. Well there was, but he didn't see a reason to.
"He can have some of my blood" Harry continues, not thinking twice about what he said. Now there was really no way back. Harry takes a step closer to the doctor and looks at him with willing and sad eyes, telling the doctor that he will do about anything, everything, to make his Lou feel better. The doctor just nods and gives Harry a sign to follow him. Harry follows the doctor without looking back at the others. Knowing he might change his mind. He hated needles. The way they were so sharp and pointy scared how they were so clean.
The doctor sits Harry down in a chair and tells him that he might feel a bit dizzy afterwards but Harry doesn't care he just wants Lou back. The doctor gives Harry a small ball he can squeeze in his hand. Witch scared Harry. Did it really hurt that much? Harry asked himself. Looking around the room and at the door. He could still leave. They hadn't taken the blood jet. It's for Lou. It's for Lou. He reminded himself. The doctor nods a 'are you ready' nod, harry closes his eyes tightly not the look at the needle and gives a little nod. And the doctor pushes the needle into Harry. Harry lets out a little yelp and then squeezes his lips together not wanting to say another sound. The doctor takes one liter of his blood. Harry squeezes his eyes. Not opening them once until the needle is far out of his sight. When the doctor is finished he tells Harry to drink some water and eat some food and then go back to the other boys. Harry nods and does as he was told. While the doctor quickly brings the blood the Louis.
Harry goes back to the others feeling (like the doctor said) a bit dizzy. He sits down next to Zayn. Niall quickly asks if he could get Harry something, seeing he was going to get himself a sandwich but Harry just shakes his head and leans his back, back on the back of the chair, closes his eyes. Oh how he would love to sleep, but he couldn't. He had to find out what will happen to Louis. He had to stay awake. For Louis.
After half an hour of waiting in silence the doctor comes over to them, they all stand up again.
"Louis will be just fine and you can come see him now if you like." The boys all nod quickly and the doctor turns back around and shows them the way to Louis's room. Why were they here? Why did we have to go through all this? Harry thought at every step he took towards Louis room.