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The next time I opened my eyes, I was in the hospital.

I looked around and saw my mom watching t.v. in the room with me and no one else was with us.

"Mom?" I called out.

Her head snapped to me.

"Louis, thank god you're alive!" she yelled running to me and giving me the biggest hug.

"Alive?" I asked puzzled. "Why wouldn't I be alive?"

Just then the doctor walked in.

"Louis? You're alive?" he asked in pure shock.

"Yeah." I nodded. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

"You have been in a coma for two weeks straight."

"What?" I asked feeling my soul leave my body.

"After you passed out on stage, you haven't woken up since. We thought you'd be out for a few months... or you might not make it at all."

"Why did this even happen? That's not possible just from a pass out?"

"Are you not aware why you passed out?"

"Not really?"

"You had tons of Ecstasy in your blood stream. More recently you ingested Speed."

"Speed? What's that?"

"It's a drug that keeps you awake or energized, but it can defiantly kill you. You can have a heart attack or a stroke... you had a stroke. That's why you passed out."

"I had a stroke?"

"Yes." he nodded. "But luckily nothing was damaged in your body and luckily the drug didn't take your life. You're very luckily."

I breathed out and a few tears ran down my face.

"Sir Polunin wanted me to text him when you were awake. So I'll go do that and then get Harry from the food court."

"Harry's here?"

"Yeah." mom nodded. "He road with you in the ambulance and then called me."

"Oh, okay." I nodded.

I then waited for a few minutes after she left, and then Harry was in the room with me and the doctor left us alone.

"Hi." I smiled.

"Hello." Harry smiled back and then gave me a big hug. "I'm so glad you're okay."

After he let go I then dropped my smile.

"What?" he asked.

"Why did you give me speed?"

"I was hoping that you would be hyped enough to get through your performance."

"But you could have killed me. I had a stroke and was in a coma for two weeks."

"And I'm really sorry about that."

"You could have ruined my career Harry. You can't do that to me. You need to get rid of your drugs. They are terrible."

"But you wanted to party."

"Yeah, but on the night of my birthday I had the knowledge of what I was taking you asshole."

"Well I was trying to help."

"Well I didn't need that type of help Harry. How stupid are you?"

"Apparently very stupid."

"I actually don't want to talk to you anymore. Just sit on those chairs and watch t.v. with me."

Harry stuck his middle finger up at me and then sat down to watch the station Bravo.

About an hour later Sir Polunin came into my room.

"Sir Polunin, hi." I smiled.

"Hello Louis." He nodded. "Glad to see your alive."

"I'm glad too." I laughed.

"Louis, I'm not in the mood to joke with you."

I stopped smiling.

"Now-" he started. "-when you first passed out on stage I was terrified and wanted to get you help. I thought you were sick. But when I found out you were doped out on Ecstasy and Speed? Oh hell no. I don't want that type of performer in my class. I will not stand for that. No ballerina should ever be on drugs. Cigarette's and ice cubes yes. But not fucking drugs!" my teacher yelled at me.

"What are you saying?" I asked with tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm saying that you are kicked out of my class and Juilliard is leaning mostly to expulsion."

"No!" I shouted sitting up with a few IV's getting ripped out of my skin.

Fuck that hurt.

"You can't kick me out and they can't expel me!"

"Yes they can." He nodded. "Drugs are not tolerated."

"Sir Polunin, please don't." I sobbed. "I won't ever do them again. Please." I sobbed.

"I'm sorry Louis, but that is my final thought. It's sad to see someone so talented throw their whole life away just like that." he said snapping his fingers on the word 'that'.

"Please, no." I sobbed and started hiccuping.

Sir Polunin shrugged and then turned to leave so I placed my face in my hands and sobbed so hard that I had blood vessels popping around my eyes.

But just then, Harry spoke up.

"Sir Polunin, wait!" Harry called.

Sir Polunin turned around and asked, "I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"I'm Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson's friend."

"What do you want? I have to go and teach a class."

"Look, I'm the one who gave Louis those drugs. He had no idea what I was giving him. The Speed... he thought those were head ache pills."

"Are you saying you committed that big of a crime to me?"

"Yes sir." Harry nodded.

I looked up because I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Then you do know I have to call the cops?"

"I know." Harry nodded. "But when they arrest me... take Louis back in your class and talk to Juilliard to not expel him."

"That's not going to happen."

"Sir Polunin please. I gave it to him and he took it not knowing what it was. It wasn't his fault. You can't punish him for that."

"So your saying, if I call the cops and have you arrested, I should take Louis back?"

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"Louis?" Sir Polunin asked. "Is what he is saying true?"

I looked at Harry and he was nodding.

"Yeah." I spoke still looking at Harry.

"Then fine. Louis you stay and Harry, you are going to prison."

Harry nodded and then Sir Polunin left and called the cops.

"I can't believe you did that." I said shaking my head.

"I couldn't have your dreams crushed because of me."

"Harry, you are going to have that on your record forever. You can never get a job after this."

"Well how about this-" he said with a slight pause. "-when I get out of prison, I will find you, and I'll come live with you and all of your riches."

"But what if I have a husband and a family by then?"

"Then you'll buy me an apartment."

"Harry." I laughed with tears falling.

"God my life is trash." Harry chuckled with tears rushing down his face as well.

"No it's not." I whispered.

"Louis, I was suppose to be this amazing football player, with Ed as my husband. We were suppose to be rich and loving life together. But now I'm not a football player, I'm living in a dorm room that I'm not paying for, I have no husband, I'm a druggie, and I'm in love with a ballerina boy that I can't ever see again because I almost killed him, and now i'm heading to prison and I'm not even in my twenties yet." he cried, his face close to mine.

"I think prison is what you need. Then when you're out, you will be a different man and can restart you life."

He nodded.

Wait.

"Did you say-" I said not being able to finish my sentence.

"Yeah." Harry nodded. "I've been in love with you since the moment you back talked to me in the Harrison dance hallway."

"Harry, why did you say that to me now?" I cried.

I turned away from him not baring the sight of his beautiful face.

"I wanted to tell you before I'm dragged away in hand cuffs." He said trying to move my face back but I hid it from him.

"I don't want to look at you." I whispered.

"Why?"

"Because I don't wanna remember you loving me."

"But it's a good thing?"

"Then why is a good thing like that so painful?"

Harry just leaned his head on my back and cried.

A few minutes later I heard sirens.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispered and then he left the room to go and find the police.

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