Adopted by One Direction

Lily's POV: Ch. 22

➡Lily's POV:

I start to cry. Not even fully awake, I bawl my eyes out. My head is thumping and I can't stand it.

I don't even know where I am.

Where am I?

Where's August?

Who's August?

No, wait, isn't he...a penguin? My penguin? Right?

I can't remember.

What can't I remember?

I crack my eyes open and face the bright lights. It hurts for a few seconds until my eyes adjust.

"Lily!" I hear someone shout and I clasp my hands over my ears quickly.

"Ouchie," I mumble. The shouting and head hitting is making my headegg hurt even more.

A man stands beside my bed and smiles in relief down at me. "Oh my god, you had me worried," he says with a big grin.

"Who are you?" I ask. I think hard and can't remember who he is. Oh! "Daddy!" I scream and get up and hug him.

"Hey, baby girl," he whispers into my hair.

I let go and sit back down on the bed. "Where am I?" I wonder.

"The hospital," Niall answers, coming into the room with the rest of the lads following him.

"Why?"

"You can't remember?" Zayn looks worried when he says that.

"No." I draw put the o. "Should I?"

"Its okay. You have a concussion which is when you don't remember stuff. But that's okay. We'll help you," a man says with a smile.

"Who are you?" I ask him. I look around and see four other strangers. "Who are you?" I repeat.

They all look confused. "Baby, we were just talking to you," one says.

"S-stop!" I stutter. I dive under the covers and start to cry again. "Please g-go a-away!" I sob. I curl into a ball and cry harder. "I want my daddy!" I scream.

"I am your daddy," Louis says.

"I know." I uncurl myself and scrunch my face up in confusion. "Why was I crying?"

"Oh my god," Niall mutters.

"What? Is something wrong with me?" I ask. Tears trickle down my face. "Why is it happening?"

"Munchkin, I don't know. The doctors don't know. They think you have a concussion but you're having these memory problems and you're like switching from one "memory" to the next," Zayn tells me.

"What do you mean?" I inquire. My head stats to hurt and I start to bawl again. "It hurts!"

A man comes up to me and tries to hug me. I scream and back up. He looks at me sadly and puts his hands up in surrender. I've seen my old daddy do that before.

My eyes are heavy. They won't stay awake and I slowly fall asleep. "Goodnight," I mumble before my head hits the pillow.

***ONE AND A HALF HOURS LATER***

My eyes fly open and I lean over and puke. Right onto Daddy. "Sorry," I mumble through my tears.

"It's alright," he sighs. He slowly gets up and yells, "Lads! Get in here! I need to leave for a bit!"

Niall comes rushing in and stares at our situation. I'm puking over the side of the bed while it splatters onto Daddy. Tears blur my vision and I'm hiccuping and crying so hard.