Adopted by One Direction

Liam's and Louis' POV: Ch. 41

➡Liam's POV:

"Ms. DeAndrews?!" We all yell in unison.

She looks up in surprise and her face pales. "Don't say it," she mumbles.

"B-but-" I start.

"Liam, I know what she did. I know. And she knew she was dying. It was her way of getting herself away from you. Her way of saving you from pain."

Woah. Okay. Didn't expect that.

"So she was like that because she didn't want to hurt us?" Harry asks to clarify.

Ms. DeAndrews nods. "It's her strange way of doing it."

I shake my head and slump against a wall. This is crazy, I think. It's insane. Lily is dying, Annabelle is going to die and we're here still living our dreams.

That morning a few days ago scared us all to death. We had found Lily laying in her bed unconscious and she wouldn't wake up. We rushed to the hospital and have been here and at the hotel ever since. The doctors told us this:

Lily needs a part of someone's brain because her head has been hit so many times, part of her brain is damaged. We needed a donor but in the process, they would have to die.

(Okay, so this is possible but it isn't something people are going to use anytime soon. But it's possible. I've done research and it may sound crazy, and some parts I guessed at, but please just go with it)

I don't really get what's going to happen exactly, and it's extremely gruesome so I don't even want to know.

But really, we're taking a huge risk here. This hasn't been done on a human yet but we decided to try it. It's our only hope. Thankfully, only a small part of Lily's brain would be taken out. But she still needs to get some brain because the amount and part she needs are vital to living.

It doesn't make too much sense to me but whatever gets her better works for me.

Dr. Smith walks in followed by the top surgeons from all over the world. We want this to go smoothly and perfectly.

"I'm going I have to ask you to leave now," Dr. Smith says quietly.

We all walk slowly out, tears already streaming down our faces. They wanted to do the procedure done as quickly as they could, as soon as they got a donor.

"Where did Ms. DeAndrews go?" Harry asks.

I shrug. "I have no idea, mate." He probably wanted to thank her but that's slightly awkward. What would you even say? Thank you for giving us your dead daughter's brain? No, of course not.

I sigh and try to clear my face of tears.

"It's gonna be okay," Louis says. I don't believe him but I nod anyways.

We all lay or lean against a wall, prepared to stay for however long the operation will be.

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➡Louis' POV:

"We're sorry Mr. Tomlinson," Dr. Smith says gravely to me.

"No," I whisper, horrified. "Y-you're lying!"

"Mr. Tomlinson, there wasn't much we could do."

"You're lying!" I scream at the doctor. I fall to my knees, sobbing hard. "L-liar."

"Mr. Tomlinson, please understand," he pleads.

My four best mates come rushing in, and Niall takes one look at me and the grim expression on Dr. Smith's face and immediately starts bawling.

Once the other lads catch up, they fall beside me and we all just start crying. It's terrible. That feeling of loss in your stomach. In your heart. It's everywhere.

"S-she was o-only s-six!" Niall sobs.

"S-she w-was so b-beautiful," Harry cries.

"P-perfect," Liam stutters.

"Our T-Tiger L-Lily," Zayn whispers.

"Our d-daughter," I finish.

I crawl next to Lily's hospital bed and stare at the heart monitor that's going in a straight line. Glaring at it, I stand up I kick it as hard as I can, sending it clattering away noisily.

"Louis!" Liam cries but I know he isn't actually yelling at me.

"Remember when she was too short to reach these?" Harry hiccups, pointing to the hospital bed where Lily lies. She looks so perfect laying there. As if she were sleeping.

I let a sob escape my tightly closed mouth. "She died," I say, now really understanding it. I'm going to be like this for a while, maybe even forever. These things when you say Oh, she died, and cry forever, but it hurts the most when it really hits you. Like someone punched you in the chest and you're stunned and don't know what to do.

My chest tightens and I can't breathe for a few seconds.

I can't believe my baby girl is gone.

"Harry," I whisper. He turns and I look him dead in the eye. "Gone," I say. "She's gone." And then I attack him in a giant hug, a sobbing mess. I don't think I'm going to ever stop crying.

We all group hug and cry. We just cry and cry and cry. We don't stop when someone comes in and checks on us or stop when Paul comes in. We don't even stop when 5SOS walk in and hug us real quick before leaving to give us privacy.

She's gone.

The thought keeps running through my head, painful as if attached to it were tiny needles.

I can't believe it...

"Louis," Liam says. "Louis."

I wake with a start and shoot straight up. "What? What?"

"Nightmare?" Zayn asks sympathetically.

"Yeah. How could you tell?" I ask, pushing my sweaty hair out of my face.

"You were screaming the whole time," Harry says softly.

"What happened?" Niall asks.

I shake my head, tears burning the back of my throat and feeling sick to my stomach at the thought. "I don't want to talk about it. I can't."

They nod and I feel like they understand what I was dreaming about.

I hug them all and we get into a group hug, tears running down our faces. It's almost time for them to come out and give us the results.

"She gonna be alright. She's gonna be alright she's gonna be alright," I keep muttering under my breath.

"Louis, stop it," Harry snaps.

"Shut up Haz," I mumble and resume my chant.

After what feels like forever, the doors swing open. Dr. Smiths walks out and I can't read the expression on his face. He immediately turns to us and says, "Lily is d-"

Hi! Well, I'd like to thank you all for reading this book. I'm sorry it ended so suddenly but

Oh who am I kidding! It's not over! :D

Sucky chapter, I know. But I'm a little emotionally unstable right now sooooo...yeah.

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