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harry-pie:

niallhoranhug:

your welcome (c)

HOLLA

PRESS PLAY AND READ! :) 

   “Where is she?!” I ask as I slam my hand to the table. I watch as the nurse slowly looks up from her desk. “Where is she?” I ask once more. I see her eyes drop as she takes in my red eyes and most likely tear stained shirt. “I’m sorry sir, she is in the operating room you can’t -” but I don’t hear the rest of what she says ,my feet carrying me down the corridor. “SIR!” I hear from behind me but I can’t and won’t stop. I have to see her. Then suddenly there she is. Through doors, on a cold steal table. I stop dead. He hair stuck to her bloody face. Skin scratch from her neck. Her arm laying in way it’s not meant too. My is breath gone,vanished. I haven’t be able to see her for 9 months because of the tour. She was only going to make the two day trip to our hotel. Stopping at a hotel for rest between. I don’t feel anything, I can’t see anything,  my body cold. I slide to the ground, the tears already coming back. Why Aspen why? “Louis!? Where are you mate?!” I hear Zayn’s voice along with multiple foot steps trailing behind him. I glance up to catch their eyes, seeing all four of them there watching with concern and sorrow.  “Lou?” I look towards Harry. The tears still fall freely down my face. Harry squats down in front of me “Louis, we talked to the nurse. She was hit on the drivers side of her car by another car. She’s lucky to be in the shape she is in. They are resetting her arm because it was pushed from the socket and the bone was cracked. The seat belt saved her but also caused some of the skin to come off her neck. Other then that it’s only a couple of cuts and sore organs.” He says. “she is going to be okay” He shows a small smile. I nod but look toward the operating door once more. The image of her burned into my mind. The blood, her neck, her arm. I was going to ask her when she got back to her flat. I was going to sneak in with flowers and then light candles all around the flat just like she does when she wants some peace her in life. We were going to start a life together. Move in together and have food fights while making breakfast, chase each other around the flat for the remote. Just spend hours in each other arms on the couch. Maybe even have children. But now, now it’s put on hold. I can imagine her in her wedding dress. She always talked about it being short, only up to her knees, and having blue flowers in her hair. I burry my head into my hands letting out sobs. She doesn’t deserve this. “Come on Louis, let’s go wait in the waiting room” I hear Liam say. Then there are arms bringing me up from the ground and my feet slowly moving in the way I’m directed. I latch on to whoever is helping me, crying into their shoulder. “It’s going to be alright Louis” Niall says. I nod into his shirt but can’t stop the tears. “Excuse me?” it’s a women’s voice talking, not one I have heard before. I glance up to see a nurse “Are any of you Louis Tomlinson?” she asks glancing at each one of us. I clear my voice “I am” I say stepping forward “What is going on with Aspen?” I ask, almost scared to know. “Would you mind coming with me?” she asks a small smile placed on her lips. I nod at her stiffly. “Do you want me to come with you?” Harry asks concern laced through his voice. I shake my head no. What ever it is I can take it on my own. I follow the nurse down the halls and through doors. Whipping away the rest of my tears as we walk. We stop in front of the nursery. Why are we here? “Excuse me what why have you taken me here?” I ask looking at the nurse, now a small frown on her lips. “Mr. Tomlinson did she not tell you?” she asks her face falling a bit more. “Tell me what?” I ask now confused and worried. “Wait here.” she walks off into the room of babies. I watch through the glass as she goes over to one of beds, picking up a baby in a yellow blanket, then heading back out towards me. “Mr.Tomlinson, I’d like you to meet your son.” she say gently placing the small baby in my arms. “My..my son?” I took down at bundle in my arms. Eyes closed sleeping, small lips make gurgling noises. “Yes, you are lucky sir. If Aspen hadn’t turned away from the door, I’m sorry to say your son would have been lost.” I feel the tears well up again once more as I rock the child back and forth. “I’m going to have to take him back now, he needs to be kept in the hospital for a couple of days just to make sure everything is alright” I nod and let her take him back into his bed. My eyes slowly burning from the tears. I have a son. A little person to call my own. Why didn’t Aspen tell me?  I watch my son sleep in his bed for the next hour. Still not believing he is mine “Aspen is in room 56 if you would like to go see her. She should be awake from her drugs by now” the nurse says “I’ll be sure that your little boy stays safe” I look over at her and nod “Thank you” she smiles and nods. I run to room 56 not even knocking. I wince as I spot Aspen in the bed. Her arms in a cast, her neck wrapped in a bandage and the scars scattered across her face. “Louis?” She whispers. I feel the tears fall once more. Rushing I take her free hand into mine. “I’m so sorry Louis” she lets out, tears lowly falling from her own face. “shh..it’s alright..shh” I say to her softly, pushing her hair away from her face. “He’s okay and so are you”. I watch  realization strike through her eyes. “I thought.. I thought you would be mad” she says sadness filling her. “Why would I be mad?” I ask gently squeezing her hand. “It would ruin your carrier and you are always away. I want..” she lets out a breath “I wanted to you tell you” she lets out. I smile softly at her and place my hand gently on the side of her face. “I would never get mad about something like this. I love you Aspen. For 1,000 years I have loved you.” I say then before she can respond I press my lips to hers, pouring all the love I can into it.

Aspen

Listen this, is amazing!

there’s a massive silence during Harry’s Gotta Be You solo,  but when he hits the high note THE SCREAMS ARE INCREDIBLE!!! 

itsonefuckingdirection:

Louis is like “the fuck you think you’re doin” and Haz is like “oh shit”.

wandxerection:

Harry with his shirt open @marissadebiase

imbusyfuckingniall:

suplou:

welcome-tonandos:

Niam

really i thought it was larry

no its zirror

just watch it..not mine

the-irish-b0ss:

THIS IS WHY WE NEED TO PRAISE SUGARSCAPE OKAY (x)