The sun peaked through the windows of Liam’s hospital room. While the rest of the boys were sleeping, I found myself calming down Liam from the nerves of his operation.

“I don’t think I can do this, Brooke! My life was surrounded in a hospital when I was a kid and I can’t do it again, Brooke. I just can’t!” he whined.
“Liam, you’re being brave. Remember that we got those jerks in prison and they won’t leave for a long time. Do it for the child that may be your’s!” I encouraged, whisping a strand of hair in the proper direction.
“Okay, but I’ll only do it for you.” He agreed, placing his head down on my shoulder.
“Be careful with the shoulder, remember about my arm,” I reminded.
“Right,” he remembered, “How does it feel anyway?” he questioned.
“It feels better, but still sore. I heard if it continues to ache, I’m going to have to get a cast like you.”
“Great, just another thing we need. And it’s all from them.” He growled.
“Liam, but It’s all over!”
“I know, but I can’t stand our baby girl getting hurt again!” he whispered before placing a delicate kiss on my cheek.
“I love you, Li,” I whispered.
“I love you too,”

I woke up to the sound of shuffling around in the room. I fluttered my eyes open to find the boys were all up and the doctors were helping Liam get into another hospital bed. “What’s going on?” I questioned.
The doctors turned to me while Liam stared at me, the only expression shining through was only nervousness. “Ahh, you’re finally up, Miss Brooks! We are just about to transfer Liam to the operating room.” The doctors announced. Crap, I almost forgot! The boys walked over to his side and gave him a kiss on the cheek just to give their brother some good luck.

“You’ll do great, bud. I promise,” Niall whispered.
“Thanks Mate, I’m just nervous.” He hushed.
“Don’t be nervous, hun. Nothing bad can happen, they do this all the time.” I reminded.

He hinted a smile but a hint of nervousness was still wondering its way around the twinkle in his eyes. I stood up, despite the fact I am still attached to the machines and reached over to give Liam a peck on the forehead before stumbling my way back to the bed. It feels so weird to be able to walk after being harassed the day before, it gets really sore.

“See you later, mate.” The boys said, before sitting back down on their chairs and the painful wait for Liam to get out of the operating room has begun.

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After half an hour of painfully waiting, the nurse arrived back to give us the news on his condition. “Can I please speak to whoever is in charge, please?” she said, soft enough that we could barely hear her. Paul stepped through the boys, “Present, Madam. What seems to be the problem?” he whispered back.

“I’d like for us to talk in privacy if that’s alright.” She responded, this time all of us could hear.

My eyes widened. ‘What happened to Liam?’ I thought. The nurse and Paul left the room to discuss something before Paul returned with a shock expression on his face.

“Paul, what’s wrong?” Niall said.
“Boys… Liam went under the anesthetic and all of the sudden…” he was able to make out, then stopped.
“Paul…” Zayn warned.
“He became unstable and stopped breathing.” He chocked out between sobs.
All of us gasped.
“Is he alright!?” I screeched.
“I don’t know yet. They’re trying to bring him back.” He chocked.

Bring him back!? So he’s like dead. Oh my god, this cannot be happening. This is all a dream. I need to wake up. But this wasn’t a dream. We were facing reality.

Notes

Okay, I have to catch you up on everyone you missed on the life of me.

I started school (woohoo -pulls invisible gun trigger-)
but I already have 3 crushes so yay .. and I'm still forever alone!

I auditioned to be in my school play and got in with 11 speaking parts (woohoo)
So yeah! I've been so busy! Expect another chapter very soon! AKA : possibly tonight .. it's 10PM and I have school tomorrow!