Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

You'll Be With Daddy Soon

Hi, I'm Preston Lincoln Oxlade-Chamberlain, the 9 year old son of Alexander Mark David Oxlade-Chamberlain and Perrie Louise Oxlade-Chamberlain. I have a older half-brother named Alexander Mason Daniel Oxlade-Chamberlain Junior who's 11 years old. My dad passed away a couple years ago from a brutal kick to the head whilst playing football.

Perrie's POV: Alex has been gone for about 2 years now and Preston and AJ are still not over it fully. It is honestly heart-wrenching to have to see them still like this. I still remember the traumatic event that cost Alex his life, fondly:

2 years prior: Today is May 15th and it's Liverpool up against Manchester United, Alex is finally getting some game time after he came back from an extremely career-threatening head injury that nearly killed him. It's exillerating to see Alex play again.

68': "It's Firmino on the ball, could this be Liverpool's chance to get back into the game?" The commentar roars as Alex's teammate speeds down the middle of the pitch with Alex following closely behind. It's stopped by the goalkeeper and Alex goes up for the header when the Manchester United defender accidentally kicks him right in the face, sending his lifeless body crashing onto the floor... My heart stops beating for a split-second.

No-one's POV: The crowd just goes silent as blood begins to run down Alex's face. The medical team sprint onto the field and immediately begin to treat him.

Preston's POV: I watch them carry daddy off the field with pure nervousness, is he going to be okay?

Present day, Perrie's POV: That horrendous feeling has arrived since Preston got diagnosed with a deadly brain tumor and isn't gonna make it, right now, we are in the hospital when the doctor pulls me out to the corridor.
"Mrs Oxlade-Chamberlain, I have to give you this horrendous piece of news but there's nothing we can do for your son, we're going to have to switch off his life support." He tells us in a depressing tone. "My condolences go to you and your family for this terrible loss."

I nod, knowing that it's the best.
"Could I have a few minutes with him?" I inquire and he nods, smiling sympathetically at me. I walk back into the room where I find Jade and Leigh-Anne playing with Preston.
"Girls, can I speak to you for a couple minutes?" I ask them, they both nod and follow me outside.
"What's going on, Pez? What did the doctor tell you?" Jade asks me, pulling a concerned face. I bite my tongue to hold back my tears but they begin to spill regardless.
"H-he said that they ha-have to take Preston off l-life support." I choke through my tears, Leigh-Anne immediately pulls me into a protective embrace, rubbing my back comfortingly.
"That's horrible to hear, is it because they can't help him with the brain tumor any longer?" Jade inquires and I nod, sobbing into Leigh-Anne's chest.
"First Alex and now my baby?" I ask, rhetorically. "Why does everything bad have to happen to me?"
"I promise you, nothing bad is ever going to happen again after this. Me or Jade won't let it." Leigh-Anne ensures me. "This might be the best thing for him, he's in such immense pain so to take it away will be best for him."
"I have to go in there and tell my 9 year old son that he isn't gonna see tommorow! How the fuck am I meant to do that?!" I exclaim, overwhelmed with emotions before calming down. "But if it's for the best for him, that's all that matters, if it takes his pain away, that's all that matters."

Preston's POV: I sit here in this completely silent room, waiting for mumma, Auntie Leigh Leigh and Jadey to reenter. They all enter the room with devastated looks on their faces, I furrow my eyebrows at their expressions.
"Honey, there's something that I need to tell you..." Mumma tells me, her eyes brimming with water. "The doctor pulled me aside to discuss what's gonna happen an-"
"Am I gonna get better?!" I exclaim, hopefully but accidentally interrupting her. "Am I, mumma?" She looks at me with pure sympathy as she begins to cry.
"I'm so sorry, baby... but the tumor is terminal and there's nothing that they can do." She tells me and my eyes begin to water.
"What...?" I exclaim, feeling like I've just been stabbed in the chest. "I'm gonna die, mumma?"
"You're gonna be with daddy soon, baby. You both can play endless amounts of football and talk about anything that comes to your mind." She explains, holding my hand and kissing it. "Everything is gonna be alright, they're gonna take all of your pain away and you'll be happier in heaven."

Then, the doctor reenters the room and observes the scene, giving me a sympathetic smile.
"Well, this is it, Mrs. Oxlade-Chamberlain. We're gonna have to pull the plug..." He explains to mumma before looking down at me. "I'm very sorry, son but there's nothing that we can do about your tumour." My heart sinks to my stomach as I realise that this isn't one of my dreams.
"I don't wanna die, mumma..." I tell her, sobbing my eyes out. "Please, mumma."
"I'm right here, honey... Mumma will never leave you in a million years. Just lay back and the doctor will send you off to dreamland or Hogwarts possibly." She replies, giving me one more kiss on the forehead "I love you more than anything in this universe."

Those were the last ever words spoken to me as I leave this world and head to one that's the epiphany of paradise...

In heaven: I enter the gates of heaven and it's pure bliss, the smiles and laughter of all of the lost loved ones across the world fills the air.
"Why, hello there, young man!" A angel approaches me with a smile. "Welcome to heaven, could I get your name, age and cause of death please?"
"Preston Lincoln Oxlade-Chamberlain, 9 years old and passed away from a fatal brain tumour." I respond, smiling up at me.
"Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Tobias and I run admissions here. Welcome to paradise, is there anything that you would like to do first? The world is your oyster!" The angel explains and I give him a soft smile.
"Do you know where Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain is? I've been waiting to see my daddy once again." I inquire, looking around.
"He is currently in Room 382." He tells me. "Enjoy yourself."

At room 382: I knock at the door and I finally see the eyes of my dad for the first time in 2 years.
"Hi, daddy." I greet him and a smile grows on his face before he hugs me.
"I missed you, son!" He replies, grinning at me. "How's mummy and AJ doing?"
"Not so good, I've only just arrived here so they are both devastated." I tell him, smiling sadly. "I already miss them more than anything."
"Daddy's right here, son. I know they'll both be up here with us one day." He states, looking me in the eye.

And he was right since a few years pass and all 4 of us are reunited as one big family again...