Hold On I Still Need You • Part One
Okay, angst warning! There is an injury (not graphic) but it does get very emotional. I do promise though that nobody dies.
Mood board by me (it does have audio so please brace yourself)
"Please pick up. Please, please, please..." Harry muttered, biting the tip of his thumb as he listened to the phone ring.
You have reached the voicemail of-
"Fuck!" Harry's phone dropped to his bed as he began pacing his room, mumbling to himself as he tugged at his hair.
It had been four days. Four days since he had heard from him. Four days since he'd woken up to an empty bed. Four days since- No. No, he couldn't, wouldn't, think of that. He needed to be strong. If not for himself, then for Louis.
He paused his pacing and stared at the phone on his bed, the blank screen almost mocking him as he debated his next move.
He'd already messaged and called everyone that Louis would go to, desperate for a sign that he was okay. When that failed, he'd run around their town, visiting Louis' favourite places to go.
There was one place Harry hadn't searched, that he couldn't bring himself to search just yet.
Maybe it was the fear of not finding Louis there, or worse, finding Louis there of all places. There with all the memories he'd tried so hard to forget.
He couldn't even ask one of his friends or family to go there. Not after what happened last time. Not after he'd almost lost him.
"Louis, get down from there," Harry called as Louis grabbed hold of a precariously balanced plank of wood, ignoring the younger boy's pleas, "Louis, please!"
"Come on, Haz, it's perfectly safe, look." Louis chuckled, as he moved his foot from the tree trunk to a branch close to him.
The crack that followed would haunt Harry for the rest of his life, as would the scream that escaped his own mouth as Louis fell to the ground.
It was like Harry's body had froze, a helpless feeling filling him as he stared at Louis on the ground, limbs at an odd angle and barely moving.
A weak groan from the fallen boy made Harry spring into motion, rushing to Louis' side and falling down to his knees.
"Lou?!" Harry called, hands hovering over Louis' body, hesitant to touch him. "Lou, can you hear me?"
A pained whimper came from Louis' mouth, his hand moving as if it was searching for something. Harry cautiously placed his hand near Louis', nearly crying when the boy grabbed hold of it tightly.
"I'm here, Lou. I got you." Harry whispered as he used his free hand to pull out his phone, shakily dialling emergency services and placing the phone on speaker.
"Emergency services, which service do you require?"
"Um...ambulance, please." Harry answered, voice shaky as he gripped Louis' hand tightly.
"Putting you through now, love."
"Stay with me, Lou," Harry whispered, shuffling forward and bringing Louis' hand to his chest, "Stay with me."
Please let me know your thoughts (if you need to yell at me, that is absolutely fine). Part Two should be out sometimes soon (let me know if you'd like to be tagged)
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