"Hello?" Louis said answering his phone. He was surprised to be getting a call from Harry at this time of day, he usually called him a little later when he was laying down.
Louis was on vacation in London, to see his family. He would be coming home in exactly one week.
"W-we, we were cliff diving, a-and Niall… he jumped into the rocks and hit his head." Harry said on the other end of the call.
"What! I told you not to go!" Louis shouted into the phone, "There has been so many accidents there lately.. Uggh! Harry!"
"I know, I know! I'm sorry! " Harry said with a shaky voice. "Well how is he?" Louis asked. "Were on the way to the hospital." Harry replied.
"I'm coming home." Louis said and without another word he ended the call.
"There has been an accident, Niall is in the hospital, I have to go home now, I'm sorry mum." Louis spoke quickly as his mum followed him upstairs.
"Oh my uhh… Do you want me to call the airport so you can get a plane ticket?" she asked. "That would be great." he said shoving his clothes back into his suitcase.
"What time is your flight?" Liam's mother Karen asked him from the drivers seat "Not till seven" Liam replied. "Now are you boys sitting together on the plane?" she asked.
"No" Andy said. "No remember I decided last minute that I was going to go and apparently the only seat that was open was in the way back."
"Well it's a great way for you to get your mind off of Danielle" his mother said.
Louis sat down looking over, to find a boy, who looked around his age, possibly older than him. The boy looked terrified though.
"First time on a plane?" he asked the boy. After a moment of silence the boy finally responded. "Huh? Oh yeah." he chuckled. "Eighteen and it's my first time on a plane, how about that?" he smiles.
"Nice." Louis chuckled. He waited a moment wondering whether or not he should introduce himself. Whether or not this boy would care to know his name. Before he had a chance to say anything, the boy spoke, "I'm Liam." he said with a smile as he held his hand, it was adjusted so Louis hand would fit right in it. "Louis" he said smiling back, shaking Liams hand.
"So, why are you going to Hawaii?" Louis asked the younger lad. "Just getting away for a little while, a nice vacation." he said with a shrug of the shoulders, "you?" he asked.
Louis took a deep breathe before speaking, "Well, I was on vacation visiting my family in London" - Liam nodded- "I wasn't supposed to go back home until next week, but my close friend got hurt, so I am going home early." he smiled.
"Oh that's horrible." Liam continued, "I hope your friend is okay." "Yeah me too." Louis said sighing.
"Why can't we go see him!" Harry spat out with puffy eyes. "I'm sure they just want him to rest." Zayn said patting his back with eyes puffy enough to match the latter's.
"This is my fault!" Harry said nearly shouting resting his head in his hands. "No" Zayn continued as new tears started falling from his eyes, "It's both of our faults."
Suddenly Harry heard a familiar voice and his head shot up, "Louis!" the name came from his mouth, without a thought. "Harry." slipped from Louis' mouth, barely audible. And suddenly, Harry's body collided with Louis' and he was crying on the older boys shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Harry sobbed, "You told me not to go, and I did I brought the guys with me and I forgot to tell Niall not to jump. H-he jumped on the wrong side because of me." he said sniffling.
"Harry, listen." Louis grabbed his face looking him in the eye, "It's not anyone's fault! It's going to be okay."
"Okay!" he heard a voice, "How the hell do any of know if he is going to be okay! He is in the ICU! The doctors wont let us see him and they wont even tell us why!" Zayn said shouting, as he walked closer and closer to the two boys standing in the waiting room with him.
Louis sighed not knowing how to respond to wait Zayn had just said. He felt the water begin to fill his eyes, and looked over to Harry, who had his head down, with his face buried in his hands.
Louis sighed, "We just have to hope that he is okay, and this turns out, best it can." He then went and sat in one of the waiting area chairs, as the other boys took seat next to him.
It had been about three hours since Louis had arrived and they had only moved for the bathroom. They all felt too sick to eat.
"So, how was your flight?" Zayn asked Louis. "It was nice, I sat with a kid who was probably around our age. He uh- He just got over a bad break up, so he is here with his friend, trying to get his mind off of things, you know?" he said, and Zayn nodded his head. "We exchanged numbers, I thought maybe while he was here we could all hang out, show the lads around a bit. Hopefully Niall will get better quickly and he can meet him too. He was a nice guy." he finished and the two boys nodded in agreement to hanging out with him.
A couple minutes past and suddenly they heard a voice calling theirs names. They looked up to find a doctor standing there, in scrubs with a clip board. "Yes?" Louis asked, for the three of them. "Follow me." the doctor responded. And they followed him down a long corridor, into an elevator, and down another hallway, before coming to a halt in front of a door labeled Room 631.
"I am sorry for the long time you all had to wait through." he continued as they all nodded in understanding, "Niall is currently suffering from a brain injury, and he is currently in a coma." Suddenly all three boys found it harder to breathe, "I am very sorry to drop this on you this way, but there was really no easy way to put it.
"With the intensity of his injury, which is not much, his coma, should only last a few days." he finished.
"And what if lasts longer?" Harry asked eagerly. "Well we have done several tests, and it should last no longer that five days. After that, we will give him one more day. And after that" he paused, "Then its fatal.. And we will have to-" "Okay." Louis cut him off sharply, knowing what he was going to say and not wanting to hear it.
The man in the scrubs had just become a lot worse in all three boys minds. They knew it wasn't his fault, but they needed someone to blame this on. "Well, you can go in." he said gesturing them towards Room 631.
And one by one they stepped into the room that held their lifeless friend. The third of each of their best friends.
He lied in his hospital bed with scrapes up his right arm, on his cheeks and a large bandage wrapped around his head. There were bags under his closed eyes, that were usually filled with happiness.
"Hi Niall." Louis whispered, and suddenly tears started streaming down his face. And then followed the tears from Zayn's and Harry's eyes.
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