The Sickly Sweet Mistake (A One Direction FanFic) [On Hold]

Chapter 10- Olivia

Olivia

... I opened my eyes. Slowly, everything focused. I was in a bed. I recognized the pattern. I was in Liam's hotel room. I stretched and got out of bed.

"Hey love, how are you?" It was Harry. He was probably there because Liam was off somewhere.

"I'm ok I guess. Where's Liam?" I asked, walking to the mini fridge. I opened it. The only thing in it was the pizza Liam had bout a few days ago.

"He's out with the other lads, grocery shopping." I looked at him. He had a cheeky grin plastered to his face. I shot him one back. He just laughed a little.

I took a slice of pizza and bit it into it. I looked back at Harry.

"So... Now what?" He shrugged at my question. "So... Should we go and join them?" He shrugged again.

"I guess we can... I'll text them to see where they are." He took out his phone and sent them a text.

"Wait, isn't that Liam's phone?" He looked down at the phone, then back at me.

"I guess it is..." He answered slowly. Ok then, I thought, that was weird.

I walked into the bathroom and brushed my hair. I opened the door and walked out. The room around is all white, and more familiar than my own home. The hospital.

"Olivia?" An Irish accented voice called. I looked over my shoulder. It was Niall.

"Umm... But I thought.... Wasn't Harry...?"

"Harry isn't here hon." I whipped around. It was Louis. "Come along, they're waiting for us." He touched my shoulder and lead me down the hall to where I had heard Niall.

We walked in the door. Zayn was huddled in the corner muttering to himself. The room looked like the isolation ward I had to stay in once when I was really depressed, padded with one wall entirely shatter-proof glass.

"Louis, why is Zayn..." I looked behind me. He was gone. I looked back at Zayn. "What's going on..."

"Ugh... Something... Something big is coming... Ugh..." He clutched his stomach and groaned in pain like he had that one day back in the hotel when I first got to know them.

I backed up, trying to find the door without dropping eye contact with Zayn. All I hit was a wall. I reached back, moving my hands as I searched the spot behind me, looking for the door. I felt nothing but wall, so I whipped around, trying to see what was going on with the door.

But it was just a wall. I started to panic. I turned back, hoping Zayn could help me out of this torturous room.

He was gone. It was replaced with a bed. A hospital bed. And someone was in it. I took a step closer, to see who it was. Then I recognized the steady beat of the monitor. I took another step. Then another. I kept going until I saw who it was. It was me. I looked like I did a few years ago, when Liam took a picture of me on my birthday. I had been really sick that day, but I got a cake anyways.

I closed my eyes, thinking back to that day. It had been a lot of fun, despite me being sick. I opened my eyes. The person on the bed wasn't me anymore. I looked closer.

The monitor flat lined.

It was Liam.

Liam

I must have needed a lot of sleep, because I colud have sworn I saw a tear roll down Olivia's cheek.

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Hey guys

I thought Olivia needed a part. I know it's short but this is at least my second chapter today. More tomorrow! (Maybe even today!)

-Rowan