Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 56

"Be yourself. Embrace your quirks. Being weird is a wonderful thing!"
-Ed Sheeran
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This part of the story is in a Third POV until I say so just in case if anyone is confuzzled :)

Song for chapter:
Skyscraper by Demi Lovato

Enjoy ABHS!
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"I CAN'T FIND A PULSE!"

"GOD WE'RE LOSING HER!"

"GET HER TO THE ER!"

They rush with the body to the ER, while her father and uncles watch helplessly. As the doctors bust down the doors to the emergency room, a doctor heads towards the father, asking him about what happened.

"I-I-I F-FOUND HER ON T-T-THE BATHROOM F-FLOOR WITH S-SOME OF MY P-PILLS IN HER HAND! CAN YOU SAVE HER?!" he stuttered and weeped.

"It is very possible that we will be able to save her, sir. But I cannot promise anything. Just let us do our job."

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" The doctor ran back to the ER where doctors were about to proceed in a stomach pump.

"COME ON!" screamed one of the doctors.

They began to work on the poor girl and as they worked, they heard her mumble a single word over and over. That is, until they stuck a rubber tube down her throat.

Meanwhile, in the waiting room, her father had burst into tears, as well as her uncles.

"Why?" the father whispered as tears fell from his eyes. That was all he can say. His little girl, his child, his everything, was in the hospital.

"We should have never left her aLONE!" One of the uncles said as he punched a wall.

"Dude stop!" cried out the blonde.

"What we have to do now is be there for her!" yelled the other. They all looked at one another in silence, knowing that what he said was true.

"So..." said the blonde, "wud do we do now?" The father, who is crying with pink swollen eyes, looks up at them and says, "Now... we wait for Brooke."

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What in reality was 30 minutes felt more of an eternity for the father and uncles. They still don't know what's happened to Brooke.

The only thing they do know at this point, is that she tried to take her own life.

With Louis walking nervously back and forth, Niall looking through photos and videos of him and Brooke on his phone, Liam playing with his Snapback, and Harry... poor Harry has his hands over his mouth with his leg shaking violently.

All he could think about was Brooke, and what was to become of her. Should he send her home to be with Gemma and his mother so she can maybe get better there? Should he send her to a facility so she could get better? Brooke would have to be in there for a matter of months. Plus, he didn't want to be away from his little girl.

30 minutes turned into 40 minutes. Then 50... then an hour.

No one was calm in the waiting room. At this point, they've all been praying, praying for their sunshine to shine bright again. To live a happy life. To be the girl she was meant to be.

Only five minutes after the hour passed, a doctor came to them.

"Which one of you is Brooke's father?" she said. Harry quickly stood up.

"I am! Is she alright?! Is she going to be okay?!"

"Calm down sir. She's fine. We had to pump her stomach in order to save her." A huge weight was lifted off of all the boys chests. Their sunshine was alive! Now, instead of tears of sadness, they were crying tears of relief.