Drowning Love (One Direction)

Harry's POV

"CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Liam screams breaking me and the lifeguard out of an awkward stare.

I swiftly turn around and see Niall knelt down in a chair next to a girl laying dead still.  I reach into my pockets to grab my phone tilting my head up, I see Liam already at it.  Alrighty then.  What's going on anyways?  I turn around to ask the lifeguard, but come to see she is not there.  Spinning around on my heel I see that she is on the chair next to Niall and has her legs pulled up to her chest and her head in her hands shaking.  Jogging over to my chair, I grab my jumper and run back to her.

Tentatively, I scoot onto the chair next to her and put my arm around her shoulder.  She flinches, but then relaxes.  Using my other hand I brush my hair out of my eyes and look at the girl laid down on the chair next to us.  If it wasn't for her purple lips and the blood on her forehead I would have thought she was peacefully sleeping.

"Is she um dead?" I ask slightly stuttering looking hopefully at Niall.  His head pops up and I look into his eyes and they are blood red.  He's been crying.

"She's not dead." he snaps at me in a rough tone and goes back to attending to the girl.

I hear the sounds of sirens close by.  A stretcher is being rolled in by three men, I stand up trying to lift the girl I was sitting with up, but she wouldn't budge.  Sighing I knelt down, pulling her hair back, I whispered, "Come on love, we have to follow your friend."  

Slowly she stood up and grabbed onto my arm and we followed her friend and the men with the stretcher.

Tilly's POV

"CALL AN AMBULANCE!" I heard a deep voice yell.  

My head snaps towards the direction of the yelling.  We don't need an ambulance he is fine I think as I jog over to him.  He's got his phone pressed up to his ear already speaking.  I look past him and see a boy knelt down over someone on a chair.  It's a girl.

I lean slightly to my right and see jet black hair cascading off the chair.  Millie, that's Millie's hair! Panicking I run over to her, hoping nothing is wrong.  Getting closer it just seems that she's sleeping.  But why would she be sleeping? I panic.  My palms are beginning to sweat.  My heart picking up its pace and beating out of my chest.  My heart drops as I stop in front of her chair.  She's lying down not moving.  There's blood covering her forehead and her lips are so purple.

I don't even notice but I am already crying.  Shaking, I sit onto the chair beside her and sob grabbing her hand like it's a lifeline.

"Please," I whisper. Not my best friend.  Don't take my best friend.

Harry's POV

"Drive her to the hospital mate," Liam calls at me, tossing me the Range Rover's keys.  Nodding my head, I turn around to motion for her to follow me. 

"We are going to follow them in my car to the hospital," she nods and grabs onto my arm, and start jogging to the exit.  I stop dead in my tracks when I hear cameras and yelling.  Paps. Fuck.

"Hold my hand and don't let go," I explain to her.  She doesn't utter a word but looks at me with confused eyes and nods her head slowly.  Grabbing a hold of her, I turn the corner and start to walk through the exit, the paps closing in on us.  I can feel her squeeze my hand tighter.

'Harry."  "Over here."  "Smile."  "Who's that, Harry?"  " Is she your girlfriend?"  "What about Taylor?"  "Who is she?"  comments and questions being yelled at me left and right.

Quickly I open the door for her and she scrambles in.  I shut the door and run around the side and start the engine.  Relaxing in my seat and letting out a breath, I didn't know I was holding.

"What just happened?" she whispers in a hoarse voice, looking at me with wide eyes.

"I will tell you later babe," I sigh and begin to drive.  I shift uncontrollably, trying to think of something to say.

"So umm uh I never caught your name love," I ask her keeping my eyes on the road following the ambulance.

"Tilly," she simply says.  I nod and smile at her.

"Nice name," I comment winking at her.

My phone starts to vibrate.  Taylor calling... God she just called an hour ago. I groan internally and reject her call and put my phone back down.  "Who was that?" Tilly asks curiously.

"No one important," I mutter keeping my eyes on the road, and pull into the hospital.

Millie's POV

I feel like I'm being rolled around.  I want to open my eyes but it just won't happen.

Tilly's POV

I never thought I'd be sitting by my best friend's hospital bed, praying that she wakes up.  She never gets hurt.  I am always the one to end up in the hospital with broken bones.

Someone knocks on the door and I hear the door open.  Lifting up my head, I see the blonde boy walking through the door.

"Anything yet?" he whispers to me with hopeful eyes.

"She won't wake," I sob, dropping my head into my hands.

"She will be okay," he whispers while rubbing my back.

I lift my head up and look at him, "What's your name?" I mumble through sobs.

"Niall," he says and pulls me into a hug.

"I fall asleep for a few hours and you've already got yourself a boyfriend." I jump out of Niall's arms and my jaw drops.  I jump on her hospital bed wrapping my arms around her.

"MILLIE OH MY GOSH! I THOUGHT YOU'D LEFT ME! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YOU SCARED ME TO DEATH YOU LITTLE WEENIE!" I scream at her pulling away as hot tears stream down my face.

"Love you too," she giggles then coughs.

"Can I have some water please?" she asks.

I nod and turn to ask Niall for some water, but he is walking through the door with a doctor.  Oh ya that would've been a smart thing to do, get a doctor.  Oh well.

" I need to speak to uh Miss Millie Mason," the doctor announced glancing down at his clipboard.

"I'm Millie," she says holding up her hand.  " Can my friend stay please?" she asked pointing to me. He nodded grumping.  I look up at Niall and give him a small smile and nod.  He returns the smile and exits the room.

"I've got some good and bad news.  Which would you like to hear first?" he asks arching his eyebrows.

"Good," Millie squeaks, reaching out and grabbing my hand.  I squeeze it and move closer to her wrapping my arm around her.

"Well the good news is that your recovering very well from your little fall," he says giving us a small smile.  

"And the bad," I whisper quietly looking at him expectantly.

"Well we ran some tests while Millie was in a coma and I am afraid I have to be the bearer of bad news," he says mumbling and sighing.  "I'm afraid you have Brain Cancer."

Author's Note

Hello there. Fancy seeing you here. ;)  Hope you enjoyed it, sorry for the late update, just been really busy and have had a lot going on.  Well anywho, tell me what you think of the chapter.  And have a wonderful day! :)

Love, Deana and Zena 

~~Just keep swimming~~