A/N: It feels so good to be back on the updates of this story!

Hope I didn't kill anyone from not updating in a very long time.

Enjoy!

~Hunter xx.

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Louis POV

I don’t even know how the fuck I fell asleep with my dick pulsing repeatedly. I don’t even know how I was able to have that happen to me. All I was doing was using the bathroom and the thing just fell on my dick, and let me tell you the amount of pain I endured was worse when that big guy kicked me when I played footie a few years ago.

I had woken up from having an odd dream and I didn’t want to continue on with the dream because I didn’t like it one bit.

I was in the kitchen and I knew there was someone behind me, but I didn’t know who since I still wasn’t able to see anyone.

“Louis?”I turned around as I heard those words come out of Harry’s mouth.

“Harry, you—you’re talking again!?”I got up off the chair and Harry was right there to help me into his arms. We hugged each other and swayed back and forth.

“Yes, and it’s all because of you!” He kisses my lips softly and puts me at arm’s length, “Now, we can get your sight back!”

“Haz, that’s money that we won’t be able to afford.”

“Well, actually the thing is I sold something.”

“No…you did not sell your vintage signed Beatles albums…” I felt his body go slack, and I felt happy and sorry at the same time.

“Harry, why? You know I told you I could wait, I’ve been sightless for 3 years Harry, and I can deal with a few more years.”

“No, Louis you are getting your surgery whether you like it or not.” He storms off and slams the front door and I don’t see him for hours.

After a few hours, I get a phone call, “Hello is this the residence of a Mr. Harry Styles?”

“Yes, this is his step-brother, who am I speaking to?”

“This is a nurse at General Emergency, I’m terribly sorry to in—”

I woke up; I didn’t want to find out what happened at the end of that phone call, I don’t think anyone would ever.

I felt Harry stir in his sleep, and it sounded like he was mumbling something. It was a little hard to figure out since majority of his face was pressed into my chest and I couldn’t see what was going on.

“No…stop…don’t…he’s…he’s my Louis…you can’t…take him…”I heard coming from Harry, and then he started to thrash around. His feet started to kick around and all that I could think of was, please don’t kick or nudge my dick or I will scream.

The thrashing went on for a few more minutes and once Harry calmed down, he decided to hook his leg over mine thus making his knee hit my cock and well I did say I would scream, so I did.

Once I screamed it made Harry shoot out of bed and three feet into the air landing right on the floor. I heard a loud groan and I scrambled to where I heard him fall, “Harry, are you alright?” I asked a little bit too fast.

“Yeah, I just landed awkwardly on my back,” The voice of his phone was heard through my ears. Even though he told me that he was fine, I still felt sorry for potentially hurting him. I need to be careful when I am around people. I need to take charge of my surroundings.

As I helped Harry up off the floor the best I could and I took out the icepack from my boxers to slip on a pair of sweats.

“So, Harry what’s for dinner?” I asked and we both started to laugh, “No, seriously I’m fucking starving.”

Bree POV

After I got done texting with Harry I got to thinking of the best way possible that we could implement a way to get him to go to the doctor’s office to get checked out. I know he won’t go without knowing where we were going, we could always say that Harry has to go to the doctors, but we would have to walk since Harry doesn’t like getting in vehicles that much.

I set my phone on the table and my door was slammed open and came in a hysterical Hunter, Ohh fuck what the hell happened now.

She didn’t say a thing as she rushed to where I was on the couch and threw herself onto me, literally. She just kept on crying and crying and crying, I couldn’t get her to stop it was so bad. So, I just let her cry until she couldn’t no more.

Once she calmed down, she moved her head and I wiped the tears as well as moving the strands of hair covering her face.

“What’s wrong?”

“My—my…my mother was killed by my own fucking father!” And incomes more crying, the fuck would her father want to kill his wife?

“What? Why?”

“He accused her of cheating on him and he took the gun and shot her in the head…” That doesn’t make any sense whatsoever, there has to have been something else going on. I don’t think someone would have just up and shot someone. But, I don’t want to ask her, I’ll just be the supportive girlfriend to her. I don’t want to make her more upset, I want to help the situation, not make it worse.

Instead of thinking of possible ways I was comforting a distraught Hunter.

“Bree?” Hunter asked as she moved her head from where it was on my lap.

I moved her hair from her face and spoke, “What is it love?”

“Make love to me?” My body froze, this is the first time that she’s ever asked me and this will be a big thing for her.

I led her to our somewhat shared bedroom and we slowly peeled off each other’s clothes. Hunter was a little nervous, but I made it clear that I will not hurt her. She kissed me lovingly after we were finished and she said those three words that I’ve been waiting to hear for a very long time.

“I love you,” She said after she broke the kiss, and I smiled brightly.

“And I love you too,” I kissed her once more before slipping on my pajamas and giving her something to wear. Even though today may not have started to way I planned, it turned out to be one of my favorite days to date.

Lou POV

Harry ended up making us breakfast for dinner since we really didn’t have the ingredients to make an actual dinner type meal. But, who doesn’t love breakfast for dinner?

Anyways, we were now cuddled into the couch and I was playing with Harry’s curls as we watched Iron Man. I really loved the first movie and I was glad that I watched it so many times that I am able to picture exactly what is going on in the exact scene.

“Louis?” The voice from his phone startled me, but I answered right away.

“Yeah?”

“What would you like for your birthday?” Everyone should know what I want for my birthday, but it’s highly unlikely according to what the doctors said to me a few months ago when this accident happened.

“Harry, it’s the same thing I say every year, it doesn’t matter what you may get me. As long as it comes from me it’s all that matters.”

“Ohh, alright.” I really can’t believe that I will be turning 19 in a few weeks; it seems so surreal right now. Where has the time gone all these past 19 years?

After we ended that conversation, I was still a little bit confused as to what Harry was dreaming earlier, so I just came out with it.

“Harry, earlier you were mumbling something in your sleep about not taking me, what was that about?” His body stiffened at my question, but he grabbed his phone and I assumed started to type away on it.

“Well, I was dreaming that you went into surgery and I saw that you flat lined…” His body started shaking and I presumed that he was crying. I turned his body from having his back on my chest to being chest to chest and I just let him cry.

“Harry, don’t worry I won’t ever leave you,” I said and he moved his head probably to look straight into my eyes.

“Promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

And I will keep my promise no matter what.