“Excuse me!” a woman called from behind us, and we all jumped out of the way as a nurse pushed another bed through the double doors. I caught a glimpse of bright red curls.
“That was the donor,” Harry mumbled, “We were so lucky she heard on the radio that Liam needed a kidney donor. She didn’t even know if she would have the right kidney, but she came and got tested anyway. It was a perfect match.”
“It was a miracle that we found someone so quickly,” Zayn told me as we made our way back to Liam’s room.
“Yeah, she saved his life,” Niall murmured as we all sat back down in the chairs.
“She deserves a thank you,” I said, more to myself than to the boys.
“Well babe, she said the only way she’d donate her kidney is if we payed her $10,000 for it. I think that’s a good enough thank you,” Harry replied, putting his arm around my shoulders.
“What?” I practically shouted, “She’s making y’all pay $10,000 to save Liam’s life?”
Harry nodded, chuckling, “Yep.”
“Who is this girl?”
“I don’t know, she wouldn’t tell us her name.”
“Couldn’t you get a family member to dona-”
“We didn’t have time. We’re all the way in Florida. His parents and sisters would have had to jump on an eight hour flight, drive here, and then get tested to see if they had the right match. It would have taken too long. This girl’s our only hope,” Harry explained, playing with a piece of my hair.
“Besides, $10,000 is nothing if it’s going to save Liam’s life,” Niall said, stretching out his legs and leaning his head back in the chair. He yawned and closed his eyes.
“You’re right Niall. If it’s going to save Liam, then pay that freakin’ girl $10,000.”