Louis tosses and turn in the bed all night long. No matter what position he tries to get comfortable in, he simply cannot fall asleep. It's getting worse. He can no longer go to bed at a normal time. Half the time his sleep comes in the late hours of the night that force his eyes to close. It really is not healthy, but nothing seems to make him want to sleep with the way his mind wonders. He needs Harry with him.

Louis just need his sleeping buddy with him. His little spoon. Louis is so used to holding Harry every night in his arms, feeling Harry's warm body under the covers pressed against his, and the kiwi scented conditioner Harry uses in his hair. Louis' grown accustomed to all of that. Now all Louis has is the lingering smell of Harry's body on the covers that are slowly starting to drift away. It's been a week and a half since Harry's been in the hospital, and it seems like the remnants of Harry are slowly fading from the house the longer he's not there.

Louis misses him so much it's driving him crazy. Harry's smile, his laugh, his voice, his dimples, his goofiness, his clumsiness, his love, his body, his smell, his eyes. Damn, his eyes, Louis just wishes they would open already. That's all he wants right now, is to see Harry awake. Louis figures he might as well not get any sleep, considering it's three in the morning, and he's not tired. So he grabs his phone off the night stand and starts scrolling through some of his and Harry's older messages that he had saved. If something were to at least make him smile, it would be the cheesy conversations him and Harry had at the start of their relationship.

Knock Knock

who is this?

Omg! Knock Knock.

fine. who's there?

Theodore

Theodore who? 😒

Theodore wasn't opened, so I knocked! ☺️

Lemme guess... Harry Styles? :D

heeeey, how'd you know?

Louis begins laughing at remembering the first conversation he had with Harry. Of course Harry opened the message with a knock knock joke. Typical him. He's such a dork.

guess what, guess what, GUESS WHAT???

Hmm, what? (-:

nope, you didn't guess properly.

Omg. Fine. You got a tattoo?

WHAT? Never lol

Noooo. I'm coming to Cheshire this weekend to visit Zayn.

NO WAY???? 😅

Yup! We can hang out or something.

I knew you missed me!! (-;

who wouldn't? (;

This was the first time Louis ever went down to Cheshire to visit Harry instead of just going for Zayn. It had only been a month since the beach party, and Louis was ready to see Harry again. He now realizes just how already completely gone for the boy he was even when he was only seventeen.

❤️Thanks for taking me to the carnival this weekend. It was the best ever! 😊❣️

I had fun too babe!! Just wait until I take you on our second date. 😉

scratch that. I mean third date. I want our first one to be when you peed on me!!!!

❤️LOUIS STOP THAT OMG!

❤️We just became boyfriends and I already want to break up. 😒

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! 💚💚💚

This is the message Harry sent to Louis after their first date on the 28th. It was when Louis was on the train back to Doncaster. Harry claimed he wanted to wait to text Louis until he was out of the city so it wouldn't be weird. Harry had always been a strange one, but oh well. He's cute as it is. Louis' reading is abruptly stopped when his phone starts ringing. 'Gemma Styles,' flashing across the screen. Louis didn't think much of it at first, but then he realizes what time it is, three in the morning and panics. Why else would she be calling?

"Gemma? Gemma? What's wrong? Harry? Is he okay?"

.•.•.Flashback.•.•.

Harry makes his way through the crowd with Niall and Zayn in tow. He feels a little bad, but he wants to sit on Doncaster's side, not on their school's side. Because well, Harry's boyfriend is playing for Doncaster, and he is the captain. Plus Harry's defiantly wearing Louis' jersey, so it will only make since to support him from his side of the stands. Louis is lucky enough to drag Niall and Zayn with him, but Zayn knew everyone on the Doncaster side and said he's always got to go with his hometown, so he didn't mind supporting them. Niall didn't really have anybody else to be with, so it is them by default.

Tonight is the championship game in London. Doncaster vs. Cheshire. Harry didn't really know much about his own school team, but he knows Louis' team is good. He got to watch a couple of games every now and then, and Louis is super amazing. And defiantly super-hot in his kit. "Look there he is. He's being all captain-y," Harry cheers, clapping his hands like a little baby does whenever they see something entertaining.

Louis is leading his team in warm ups, and Harry finds that rather attractive. Maybe more so than normal, but Hey, Harry is 16 now and has a very attractive boyfriend. Watching him play football has to be Harry's favorite thing ever.

"You are such a love struck puppy," Niall teases poking Harry's side. "How long have you been together?"

They all take their seats by Doncaster's sidelines, getting as close to the bottom as possible. Harry smiles sheepishly as he bounces a little in his spot, eyes train straight on Louis. "Well it's April. Soooo almost 7 months." He giggles, trying super hard not to blush, but he already knew he is failing. Thinking about how long him and Louis have been together really makes his heart flutter. He didn't think it would work cause of long distance, but it has. They just take a train to see each other whenever they are free.

Harry sits down in the middle of Zayn and Niall, focusing all his attention on Louis as the game begins. He quickly starts working the field with the ball, easily flying past the opposing players. "Louis is doing amazing. He really wants to win," Zayn yells out when halftime finally chimes. Harry smiles proudly as Louis and his team huddle around the bench. He really is playing amazing.

He scored 2 goals in the first half, and both times he met Harry's eyes and mouthed, 'for you baby'. Harry's heart dropped every time, and he already came up with the conclusion that butterflies had taken up their residence in my belly. " He is. I'm so proud," Harry cheers again.

Harry looks out onto the field and sees the teams dispersing back into their lockers, but Louis makes a detour and comes running towards Harry. Harry gets up from the seat and runs over to the open aisle so he can be with him privately. "Hi, baby," Louis calls out to Harry as he climbs up the side railing to meet Harry's eyes. He is a little sweaty, but Harry still cannot find anything wrong or gross about it.

"You know, you're playing super good right?" Harry compliments him, wrapping his arm around Louis' that is holding the railing.

He blushes and leans in closer to peck Harry's cheek. "I'm playing for you, sweetheart. That's why," he says to Harry with a wink before giving him another kiss and hopping back to join the team.

After the game, Louis concludes that he wants to take Harry out on a date. Harry insisted on him going out with his team to celebrate the championship, but he was being cliché again and talking about wanting to be with Harry and no one else, blah blah blah. Yeah, Harry complains about it, but he really loves Louis' sappy quotes. Harry all in all just really loves Louis, and he hasn't told him it yet because he always feared in the back of his head that he might have fallen too hard or too fast. Harry concluded that he'll just wait until Louis says it so he's not left in the dust if he says it first. Yeah, good plan.

Louis takes Harry to Clos Maggiore per his Google request that says it is the best restaurant in Covent Garden. And at the end, Harry WAS going to pay for Louis, but Louis being stubborn decides to take the bill away from Harry. They get back to the hotel before the rest of the team, which means it will be easy for Louis to sneak Harry in to spend the night with him. Harry loves going to sleep with him. He holds Harry at night, and Harry is the comfiest when he's in Louis' arms.

"Let's do something silly," Harry chants while he runs into the room, going straight to jumping on the bed. He begin laughing hysterically as he makes the bed squeak with his jumps, throwing his hands in the air and bouncing around. Harry is still hyped up from the game, and from Louis taking him on a romantic date. But who could blame him?

Louis is in a good mood, therefore that put Harry in a good mood. And he also snogged Harry hard right before they left the restaurant. He left Harry dizzy and in a daze. "You're a child you know that?" Louis laughs out, joining Harry on jumping on the bed. They bounce around together for a few moments until Harry turns and bounces straight into Louis' body.

Louis smiles while he steadies Harry right with both hands on his hips, their hopping around long forgotten. "I want to kiss you," Louis says lowly, and this easily grabs Harry's attention, his interest peaking up when Louis licks his lips. Louis pulls Harry's body closer to his, wrapping his arms tightly around Harry's lower back. Harry stops fidgeting around under Louis' hold and looks at him. He is smiling so Harry, of course smile back. Harry slowly removes himself from Louis' arms and sits down on the edge of the bed. Louis follows his lead, sitting super close to Harry and resting his hand on Harry's thigh.

"Then kiss me," Harry whispers as he turns his head to bring his mouth closer to Louis'.

Louis smirks and leans in, connecting his lips straight to Harry's with his tongue already entering into Harry's mouth. Louis wraps his hands under Harry's thighs and shifts the boy up to straddle his lap. Harry squeals a little in his mouth, but he giggles into the kiss as Louis bites down on Harry's bottom lip as a reply.

"You're adorable," He whispers to Harry as he leans back on the bed, bringing Harry down with him so their chests are flushed together. Harry r econnects his lips with Louis' and starts rocking his body on top of Louis', completely unaware of the fact that what he is doing is making them semi hard. It feels good, and Harry starts to ignore the nervous feeling he usually gets when they are in this situation. Harry would normally bail by now, but he feels comfortable, safe, maybe a lot turned on and needy.

"Hm, Louis," Harry moans into his mouth as Louis uses his tongue to trace all the walls in Harry's mouth. Louis' hands travel around Harry's back and slowly start to shift lower and lower, until he is cupping Harry's arse and squeezing it hard to pull Harry closer to his mouth. "Louis," Harry moans again.

"Hmm?" Louis mumbles against the kiss, sucking on Harry's bottom lip and leaning in to connect their open mouths again.

Harry smiles into his kiss and pulls back a bit, Louis' teeth still having a nice little hold of Harry's bottom lip. Louis giggles and lets his teeth go. "Knock Knock," Harry says with a smirk.

Louis rolls his eyes fondly while letting out a soft sigh. His eyes are warm as they look up at Harry, "Who's there, baby?"

"Al."

"Al who?"

"Al give you a kiss if you open this door," Harry giggle as he tries to lean down for another kiss, but Louis stops him by holding Harry's face in his hands, looking at Harry fondly.

"I love you," Louis blurts out with a growing smile. Harry pauses for a moment. Did he just say-? He did. Louis just told Harry he loved him. Right after Harry told him a knock knock joke. Harry must've been frozen for a while because Louis keeps staring at him amusedly, a little worried etched in his face, but when Harry smiles brightly, his face relaxes.

"Lou, I love you, too," Harry replies back as he dives down into another kiss with Louis, sneaking his tongue into Louis' mouth and feeling the soft ridges of his palate. Harry runs his hands up and down Louis' chest until he reached the bottom of Louis' shirt, his fingers beginning to tug the ends. Harry pulls away from the kiss and looks him in the eye, "Louis."

"What, my love?" Louis removes his hands from Harry's bum and wraps each hand around Harry's wrist that were playing with the hem of his shirt.

"I want you," Harry whispers.

"Are you sure? I know it's your first time, but I want you to be ready." He tells Harry worriedly.

Harry smiles down at him, appreciative that he found a man like Louis. If Harry wasn't sure before, then he defiantly is now. Louis has been so patient and careful with Harry that he just wants to prove to Louis how much this all means to him, and how much Harry loves him. " Please, I love you. I trust you." As if to prove his point, Harry lowers his hands to the top of Louis' pants and creep his hands down inside until he was touching Louis softly.

"Jesus- Ok baby. We will go slow, yeah?" Louis reaches up to kiss Harry and slowly rolls them over so he is on top. He sinks his body between Harry's open legs and starts unbuttoning Harry's shirt in an actual record amount of time, never once breaking their kiss. Once all the buttons are undone, Harry tears Louis' shirt off first and then leans himself up a little so Louis can slide Harry's shirt off his shoulders.

Next they work on their pants. Louis' are easy to get off, but Harry's are a bit of a task. Louis has to sadly break the kiss to help Harry get his pants off. Harry chuckles embarrassingly as Louis tugs them off with a much needed force and having lifted Harry's bum so he can pull them down all the way. After several minutes, they are finally both naked. Louis reaches into the drawer and pulls out a bottle of lube, prepping his fingers up before using them to stretch Harry out with gentle words being whispered in Harry's ear. He lowers his body until his face was right in between Harry's legs, his fingers dancing around his bum while Louis kisses up against Harry's thigh.

"Oh god, Lou." Harry moans out, closing his eyes tightly and gripping Louis' hair roughly. Louis is licking Harry all over and using his tongue to enter Harry, along with his fingers to help stretch Harry out good. It is the best feeling in the world, and Harry feels like he is floating on cloud 9. "Please- Louis I c-can't.- Now p-please," Harry whines out frustrated, squirming his body around and clenching his legs around Louis' head.

Louis pulls back from between Harry's legs, slobber all over his mouth but not seeming to mind as he bends down to kiss Harry's lips. They are very wet, but Harry likes the way it feels when Louis meets his mouth. "Are you sure?" Louis looks Harry in the eye one more time. He is suddenly so serious, but Harry didn't see how he could be. Louis simply just ate Harry out like it was an everyday thing. Harry cannot even think straight. He is seeing stars right now, and all he wants is Louis right now.

"Yes. I love you," Harry pants out.

Louis smiles at Harry and gets ready to position himself. He twines both of Harry's hands together with his and pins them next to Harry's head. He leans down to kiss Harry one more time. "I love you too, baby cakes," he whispers against Harry's mouth, and then everything goes in slow motion. Like time wants them to savor every minute of this moment as Louis gives the first push in Harry.

"Oh god, Louis."

.•.•.Present Day.•.•.

Louis runs into the waiting room, ready to run past everyone and into Harry's room, but three bodies hold him back. "Stop, let me through, this isn't fair let me see him." Louis is kicking and screaming, but he is not going anywhere. He doesn't care how he looks, he has to see Harry. He has to see him right now.

"Louis, calm down. Okay, you can't be acting like this," Zayn pulls Louis back down to the chairs and sits next to him. Liam and Niall follow suit.

"Nobody knows what happened, okay?," Niall tries to ease, "Anne just called us and said to get here quickly."

Liam sighs from next to Louis and places a hand on his thigh, "Relax Louis, okay? We know how this looks, but please calm down."

Louis shakes his head and buries himself in to his hands. This can't be happening. Louis starts crying for a good minute, and when the doors to the patient's hallway open, Louis immediately shoots his head up. His eyes immediately connect with Gemma's wet ones. The minute Louis sees her, his heart sinks. This can't be good.