"Shes better"

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We sat in silence on the private jet. We were almost at the airport in Los Angeles.

"Do you want us to go with you to the hospital" Liam asked.

"You guys really don't have to" I said sincerely. I felt like such a burden, ruining the trip and forcing them to come.

"Nonsense we want to go" Louis said.

"Then yes, thank you" I said.

They nodded, more silence. Zayn sat beside me and his hand laid reassuringly on my knee.

"Zayn" I spoke.

"Yeah"

"When I um see her can you please go in with me" I asked in a whisper.

I could tell he was hesitant as his eyes went back and forth looking into mine. "Of course" he lightly squeezed my knee and softly smiled.

I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder.

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We arrived at the hospital and I was more nervous than ever. No amount of people in a arena, no amount of catwalks, no amount of performances, no amount of pair of eyes could prepare you for this type of fear.

I walked into the hospital with the boys by my side and approached the front desk. A lady with her hair in a tight bun smiled. "Hello how can I help you today?" She asked.

"Um I'm here to visit Maria Mariela" I scratched.

She nodded and began looking her up. "Are you family?" She asked. "Yes" I responded.

The second her result came up her expression immediately changed. She had a look of pity.

"She's in room 503B, third floor" she said sadly.

"Thank you" I walked to the elevators with the boys.

We went up to the third floor without a word being said.

I walked down the cold empty hallway with my arms tucked into my chest.

We made it to her room and I suddenly stopped. I can't do this.

"What's wrong Bella" Zayn asked.

"I can't do it" I whispered, tears beginning to form.

"Yes you can babe, you can do this" he grabbed my hand.

A tear fell. I sniffled and nodded "we'll stay out here call us if you need anything" Niall said.

I nodded and walked in with Zayn by my side. She laid looking so small. She was a woman I painted larger than life, that could do no wrong, that could beat Superman if it came to it.

But now... now she laid there, weak, looking so small, and fragile.

I choked up as I approached her bed. She peeled her eyes open and she immediately gave me a weak smile.

"Hi mija" she said tiredly.

"Hi grandma" another tear fell which I quickly wiped.

"Zayn" she smiled "I thought I wasn't going to see you again, I'm glad I did"

Zayn gave her a sincere smile "I'm glad I got to see you again too"

"Do me a favor" she told him "make my granddaughter happy, take care of her"

Tears immediately fell and this time too quickly to wipe off immediately.

"Promise me you'll keep her safe" she added.

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