Car Crash - All Boys

                                    

                                          
This is a request from @hurtlife and @rayofsunshine_1d. All of the boys get into a car accident and all of them are hurt but Louis and Zayn is the most. I combined both requests since they were both pretty similar and it would be a lot of drama in the story if I did combine the two. Enjoy!!
                          
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"Harry, can you cook something please, we're hungry" Niall said, rubbing his stomach and pouting like a child. Louis nodded in agreement. "No, Niall, you both are adults so get up and start acting like one" Liam said in Harry's defence. "It's alright Li, let them be" Harry said, being the sweetest person ever. He went in the kitchen to make them a snack but all he found was a bunch of grapes and a bottle of milk that had gone off a week ago. "We're all out" He said coming back. "What do you mean 'all out'?" Zayn asked. "I mean we don't have any food left, only a bunch of grapes and off milk" Harry explained. "Let's go to nando's!" Niall exclaimed. "Noo" Louis whined. "Please no Nando's" Zayn added. "There's always Macy d's?" Liam asked. "Fine" Niall huffed and Zayn along with Louis smiled. They hopped into the car, Zayn driving, Niall in the front passenger seat with the other 3 in the back, Louis claiming the right window, Harry in the middle and Liam taking the Left window. 
                          
"Holy Shit Niall!" was the last thing Harry heard before everything went black. The next thing he knew, he was laying in a hospital bed, in the private ward. He turned to his left and found Liam sitting on another bed, wearing a hospital gown and his hand in a caste with a bandage wrapped around his head. Harry tried sitting up but that's when he felt dizzy and a huge amount of pain in his left foot. He groaned and that caught Niall's attention. "Hey Haz" Niall said and put on a smile. Niall was also wearing a hospital gown and he too had his arm in a caste. "What happened?" Harry asked confused. "We got in a car crash" Niall stated. "You've got a mild concussion and incase you haven't noticed yet, a broken foot. Liam and I broke our arms and Liam injured his head a bit too, but we aren't really that serious" Harry nodded as Niall kept going but not once did the Irish blonde mention Zayn or Louis. "What about Z and Lou?" Harry asked, rubbing his forehead. "They haven't woken up. The 3 of you passed out. They were saving us from the impact or something" Liam said, not to sure of the condition of their two older bandmates. "They both have pretty severe concussions. Louis has broken 3 ribs along with his right arm and fractured his left foot. Zayn has broken 7 ribs, dislocated his jaw, and broken his wrist." Niall said, obviously more aware of what was going on. 
                          
Just as Niall stopped talking, Harry gagged, fist to his mouth. Niall shoved the small bin that the doctor had left under Harry's chin. As if on cue, Harry spilled his stomach. "Dizzy" Harry mumbled. "It's normal, don't worry" Liam reassured and pressed the red button to call the nurse. "Good to see you're awake Mr.Styles" The nurse said and Harry nodded. The nurse cleaned out the bin and put in some medicine into each of the boys' IV drips. "And before I leave, I'd just like to inform you that Your two bandmates have woken up now, but aren't doing very well" the nurse said and exited the room. A bunch of daily checkups continued for two weeks before they were told that they were free to go. "Please don't pressurise yourself for at least a month so that you can recover fully" The doctor instructed. That night, Harry fell asleep peacefully but in his dreams he was re-witnessing the accident. Harry could see Niall and Zayn talking about something and then a huge truck come and crash into them. He could see the car spinning like it had that day, he could hear Zayn's high pitched "Holy Shit Niall!" once again. He saw Louis' tiny body trying to shield him and Liam from glass. Then everything went black and Harry sat upright with a start, breathing heavily. He was crying and shaking, desperately needing comfort, but he knew he wouldn't get any. Niall was with Louis and Liam was with Zayn. Harry was said to be fine, other than the pain that wasn't supposed to go away for a bit. 
                          
The next day, Liam and Niall were head over heals for Louis and Zayn, bringing then whatever they wanted, completely ignoring Harry, who was having constant flashbacks of the crash and was slowly developing a very strong fear of cars. 
                          
It had been a little under a month since the hospital. Harry was still having nightmares and flashbacks of the crash. His fear had grown stronger to that point that he used to close his eyes and feel his way into the tour bus and he didn't open them till he had seated himself on the couch and the door was shut. Louis and Zayn were fine, just letting their broken bones heal. Harry's leg had almost healed as well but he wasn't sure if he was recovering. 'I'm just being a scardy cat. None of the others are scared of getting in cars. I'm such an idiot' Harry kept thinking. The boys took no notice of Harry till the day Harry tripped over the rug on the floor. "Seriously Harry, why are you so clumsy?" Zayn asked. "Were you not seeing where you were going or what?" Niall asked. "I wasn't" Harry said, his eyes still closed. "Why? Open your eyes for fuck sake" Louis said. Harry turned bright red. "'Cause in scared" he said. "scared of what" Liam asked. "scared that we'll get in another crash and die" Harry said, holding back his tears. Liam knew this was some sort of side effect of the accident so he suggested that they'd all see a psychologist to be sure that none of them were suffering from any mental illnesses. 
                          
They spoke to the psychologist and Harry was diagnosed with PTSD, the others seemed to be fine mentally. Harry had to go in for physiotherapy once a week and after a few sessions he seemed to be doing a lot better. He was still not comfortable getting in cars but with the boys' reassurance he thought it wasn't that bad. After 3 months of therapy, The nightmares and flashbacks, the sleepless nights and the crying had stopped. Harry was back to his normal self. Little afraid still but they were told it was an effect that would take its time.
                          
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Sorry that took so much time. Hope you enjoyed it! Leave your comments and feedback, I love reading them! 
                          
TPWK!!