Day Dreams (Louis Tomlinson)

~*Crystal's POV*~

"Well... You see..." I said.

I quickly checked my phone, pretending to look at the time.

"Uhm, I-I'm sorry! I'm gonna be late for.. a.. meeting! S-Sorry guys! I'll drop by later! Bye!" I said, rushing out the door into the cold winter air.

I put my jacket on while running to the cafe, and I had my 'backpack' slung on my back. I faintly heard one of the boys call my name, but I ignored it. I ran back to the cafe, and when I got there, I was panting heavily. Not to mention my side, which felt like someone was hammering into my side at this point. But everybody was getting ushered out.

"Hey, Kobey! What's going on?" I asked him.

"We're closing--"

"WHAT?!"

"--for construction. It could take months, Crys. You can stay at my place until then."

"No. I don't like taking things from people. I'll sleep out here.."

"In this weather?"

"I'll be fine. I'll find somewhere.."

"But, what if you get sick?"

"Last time I was sick, I was 7. That was 13 years ago. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah.. I'm gonna go scout around."

"Okay.. be safe. If you need anything just call."

"Okay."

And with that, I left. I can't believe this, but reality just sucks, doesn't it. I had no blanket or heavy jacket whatsoever, and I can't afford getting my other clothes wet. I have no money to buy a blanket, only money for food. Looks like I will have to work harder for it... I sighed, and spotted an alley way. I have been walking around this spot all day, and I finally decided it was a good enough spot. I walked back into the alley, and laid myself down. I hugged my guitar case for warmth, and slowly fell asleep in the freezing weather.

**One month later**

I tried playing my guitar again today, and failed. I only got 54 cents. I had almost no money, I haven't eaten in about a week, and the only water I've had is melted snow. I'm also freezing to the point where I'm surprised I don't have frostbite. Today was terrible. I could not stop coughing, and each time I coughed, my chest felt like it was getting stabbed, but it got worse each time. My stomach ached, and my head ached too. Today was just terrible. I just wanted to curl up and die, instead of suffer. I dragged myself to my little alley, and curled up, attempting to get some sort of warmth. Last week, a small family offered me a blanket, but I declined. I didn't want to take stuff I didn't need. I can survive this... I hope. I was feeling light headed, and I kicked an empty barrel by accident. I think I alerted a person walking by, because I heard footsteps, but I felt so weak, so frail... I felt like I could die then and there. My vision was dimming, to the point where I can barely see. The footsteps got closer, and I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I couldn't make out their words, or their face. But I do remember saying something before I blacked out.

"Help me..."



~*Niall's POV*~


I sighed, sick of being in the house with sick people. Liam and Zayn had a cold, and Harry had the flu. It was stuffed up in the house, and I just really needed some fresh air.

"Lads, I'm going out for a walk!" I yelled into the house.

"Okay! Try and find my pet! I miss her!" Louis called from upstairs.

I just got grumbles from the others.

I stepped out into the chilly air, and into the snow covered sidewalk. I put on my hood, and sunglasses, so nobody would notice me. I just walked around for a while, enjoying the cold air. I was actually quite content, after being in a house full of sick people all day. It was nice to just get out and enjoy the snow. I heard someone playing the guitar, and figured it was a poor homeless person trying to get money. I felt bad for the person, whoever it was, but I didn't bring my money with me. I continued walking by, and I walked by Coca's. They've been having construction for a little over a month now, and I would love some hot coco right now. I walked past it, and by an alleyway. I heard a loud crash coming from the end of there, and I strained to see in the shadows. I saw a metal barrel tipped over, and rolling across the ground. Once the barrel moved, and I could see what moved it, and I felt my heart lurch. I would recognize that face anywhere.

It was Crystal.

I ran over, and I shook her shoulder.

"Crystal! Stay with me! I'll get you to the hospital!" I told her.

I kept shaking her, her eyelids closing. I heard her mutter one thing, before going completely limp.

"Help me..."

And I did just that. I lifted her up, and I was very shocked at how light she was. She felt so light, it was unbelievable. I picked up her guitar case too, and started running towards the nearest hospital, which was thankfully only a block away.

"I need a doctor!" I yelled, running into the ER.

"Sir, what happened?" A nurse asked me.

"I don't know! I-I found her in an alley way, like this, and she passed out on me! I need paramedics!" I yelled.

Almost as soon as I said that, some people came with stretchers, and I put her body down on the stretcher.

"Sir, what is her name?"

"C-Crystal Leafa."

"Age?"

"I-I don't know. Around 20 years old."

"Date of birth?"

"Umm..." I tried recalling the day at the cafe, when I first met her.

I knew it was in December, and kinda in the middle of it...

"December 14th! I don't know the year, sorry."

The nurse typed in some things, and looked awfully confused. I brushed it off, and went to sit in the waiting room with Crystal's guitar bag. I decided to call up Louis, so I pulled out my phone and dialed his number.

"Hello?" I heard Lou say.

"Lou, it's Niall. I ha--"

"DID YOU FIND MY PET?!" He screamed into the phone.

"Ow.. and yes, bu--"

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

"She's in the hospital."

Silence.

"I'll be right over."

"Wait, Lo-- *Beep Beep Beep Beep*"

I pressed end, and shoved the phone into my pocket. I waited anxiously for the doctors to some back out. I really just hope she was really tired, or got drunk or something like that. Within 5 minutes, Louis arrived, and sat down next to me.

"Any news yet?"

I shook my head, but then a nurse appeared.

"Crystal Leafa?"

I stood up.

"Us."

"Come over."

We both walked over, and I was fiddling with my thumbs.

"We unfortunately don't have any good news, boys." The lady said.

"Well.. hit us." I said.

"Well, It seems Crystal has a very severe case of pneumonia, and she is extremely anorexic. She may not live through the night, boys." She said to us.

"Is there still a chance she can live?" I asked, hoping there was.

"Yes, but we have to do surgery on her, and she will have to stay here until she has returned to a healthy weight. That could take months, sir."

"Is that all?" I asked.

"Just one more piece, that I was hoping you knew about."

I twiddled my thumbs, and I was shocked on what I heard.


"There is no Crystal Leafa in record."

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