Louis
This is hard, harder than I thought it would be to see her this way, but the doctors say she is going to be fine, she has to be.
I watch as the bed she is lying on is rolled into a room and I have to be kept outside, Delilah has no family and I only know one of her friends.. Theressa.
I frantically dial her number into my phone, I hear a couple of rings and I'm instantly chanting pick up.
No answer I call five more times before throwing my Nokia at a wall, the wall didn't handle the impact so well but my phone seems to be perfectly fine. I pace back and forth for about an hour before trying Thes again. No answer, after three more calls she finally picks up.
"What do you want dirtbag, you won, what more do you want." She blares into the phone.
"The brain clots in Delilah's brain I think they're getting worse, on out honey moon-"
"YOUR WHAT?!" She yells and I ignore her sudden outburst.
"Yes Thes Jesus! She started getting dizzy spells before fainting and blacking out I called air support and we're back in New York - Same hospital can you come?
"I'll be there soon I just need to work myself through a few things before that." She says unsure.
"You don't have time for that bullshit!" I yell into the phone. "What if she dies and you don't even get to say goodbye?" I scream and I can hear he breathing quicken.
"Okay Louis okay, I understand I'll do what I can."
"Thank you." I say taking what feels like the first breath in a while, with that she hangs up and I take a seat on the ground, brining my knees to my chest and hugging my legs.
Two hours later later the doctor comes out, explaining a few things to me, tears fall from my cheeks as I enter the room that Delilah is laying in, she was asleep but I could see her eyes flickering to noises. Her head was once again bald and had new opened wounds on it.
I stormed out of the room quickly barging through people and told the assistant that I would be back soon, I sat at the rocks for what I felt was forever, I didn't even think I just sat there.
After forcing myself to my feet I walked to my apartment with no sign of the boys I entered and grabbed my acoustic guitar, I never got to play Delilah that song, I plan to now.
Delilah
I can hear voices and noises everywhere but I can't manage to bring my eyes to an opening point, I can't even wiggle my toes, my head feels like its been hit with a hammer so many times and the pain keeps pulling me back to sleep, I don't know how long I can keep letting myself hurt thing much but I need to see Louis.
AN/ Wow guys, 4 chapters left, this will be rough, I think I might cry..
I love you guys so much please don't start guessing to early, this isn't reality things aren't permanent this is the fictional world, anything can happen.
Love always,
-A xo
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