<><>Willa POV<><>
"Hello, Willa. My name is Dr. Smith, and I am taking over for Dr. Sanchez, your old doctor. Your brain cells are coming back faster than ever, so I'm afraid you will have to have emergency brain surgery," said the doctor. Talk about getting straight to the point.
His words with me with the force of a rock, and I looked to my friends helplessly. Liam just nodded and said, "Whatever she needs."
Everyone agreed, and then we realized it was 11 o'clock, and that they didn't even have a hotel. "What? We wanted to see Willa!" says Harry in defense.
"Well, looks like we have to go see if there is a hotel around here," says Niall regretfully.
They all left, after giving me hugs, good lucks, and you'll do fines, leaving me alone in the cold hospital room.
A nurse came to help me get ready for my midnight snack- I mean surgery. My mind was focused on food and water right now. I mean, I haven't had anything to eat or drink for two days! But because of the stupid surgery rules, I can't eat or drink for seven hours before surgery. WHAT IF I STARVE!! Now I'm sounding like Niall. Oh well.
The nurse walks in with hospital gowns to choose from. I dig through the piles, looking for a 1D gown. What? It comforts me! I sadly didn't find one. Well, at least I have the necklace! I did change into a green hospital gown with blue Snoopys on it. Don't judge!
A few people, who introduced themselves as the surgeon and the anesthesiologists, came in. They hustled and bustled around the room checking pressures, heart rates, etc.
Then, one if the assistants took my necklace. Heck no! That was my good luck charm! I tried to get it back, but I was pushed back by everyone. She told me something about it not being safe for the scanners, but I didn't pay attention. All I was focused on was how something was going to go terribly wrong because I didn't have either if my luck charms.
I thought about this until the doctors wheeled me away on my gurney into the room where the surgery would be held. They stuck the needle in me, and my thoughts were subdued by blackness.
<><>Liam POV<><>
I walked into the motel room and flung myself on the bed. Luckily, we managed to find a motel within a ten minute drive of the hospital. I was physically and mentally drained, so I fell asleep on the bed without even waiting for everyone to get into the room.
***
I woke up to an alarm clock beeping. I rolled over to smack the snooze button, and fell on my face. When I regained myself, I looked around the room. What I saw was a frightful mess. People were passed out all around the room, there was empty chip bags and soda cans, and there was evidence of a pillow fight. I need to be Daddy Direction all the time I guess.
I sigh and start picking up the mess. After about thirty minutes of hard core cleaning, I got to Mission Two: Wake up Everybody. This is also known as: Mission Impossible. I had an idea. I rummaged through Louis' suitcase. I found a carrot stash, Kevin, and much much more. Aha! Blow horn.
I pushed the button, after plugging my ears of course, and that woke everybody up. Zayn looked like he was going to kill me. Then, a pillow collided with my face. I looked at it's shooter, and it was Harry. I threw one back, and he returned the favor. "Not again! I just cleaned up your mess, and we are going to see Willa!" I say.
"FOR NARN- I mean- WILLA!!!" shreiks Louis.
"I'm hungry," says Niall. Ugh. This kid is a bottomless pit. I sigh. There is no getting between Niall and his food. I nod, and let everyone get dressed. We go to the McDonald's down the street. I needed something unhealthy and greasy. Who am I kidding! Willa's in danger! Who can eat at a time like this!? I can't eat, whereas Niall orders half of the menu.
After a time so long I couldn't find an explanation for it, (Sorry! I'm lazy) we finally left. I barged in the door, and saw the same receptionist. "Where is she?" I question.
"Room 329," she replies without even looking up from her work.
I jump into the lift, and hit the 3 button. I scan the door numbers, "320, 321, 322, 323, 324, 325, 326, 327, 328... Where's 329?" I nearly scream.
"Upstairs!" yells a nurse going into room 322. Maybe I did scream a little.
I sigh and run up the stairs. I walk up to room 329, just in time to hear screaming shocking, and beeping.
A/N:
MWAHAHAHA!!! CLIFFHANGER!!! I'm evil. 0_o
So, I feel like you should know this. I wore my hair wavy on Friday, and people said I looked British. NEWSFLASH!! British people look just like Americans! GASP! Anyhoo, my besty wrote "I'M AMERICAN!" on one hand, and "Not British!" on the other. Then, today I crimped my hair, and my SCIENCE TEACHER said I looked like I had had DREADLOCKS! Now people are saying I am an Egyptian hippie with dreadlocks. Ugh. People these days.
Who else is forever alone for Valentine's Day? I AM!! Yaya!
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