A/N I guess you could call this the third part...? I don't even know anymore, but I just really wanted this chapter to be cute, and I couldn't really do that with all the druma (I know I spelt it with a 'u', that's how you're supposed to say it!) but yeah, I just wanted to give you a cute update for once seeing as I don't do many of them...ever.
So yeah, here it is!
"You can't seriously be asking him whether he wants to save his girlfriend or his own child?!" Louis quizzed Sally, disgust clear in his voice.
"I'm sorry, but I have to. Emily clearly isn't in a fit state of mind to make the decision, and this effects Niall massively, therefore it is now his decision. You don't have to make it right away, but soon would be-"
"Save Emily." Niall cut her off, sitting with his head resting exhausted on his right arm
"I'm sorry?" Harry turned to face the Irish boy he'd grown to call a brother
"Save Emily. We can try for another baby, but there's only one Emily and I'm not losing her. I don't know what I would do if I lost her, so I'm not going to."
"Niall, are you sure you don't want to think it over first?" Zayn spoke up, brow furrowed with concern at how fast he had made his decision.
Niall looked up, making eye contact with Sally before signing his name on the form "I chose Emily"
"I'll go and tell Doctor Jones, then" and without another word, Sally was back through the way she came minutes before.
Everyone sat in silence as Niall held his head in his hands, his tears dropping onto the clean hospital floor.
How could I even answer that so quickly?
I just said that they could kill my own baby.
What sort of disgusting father does that?
If I'm like that with my first, what am I going to be like next time?
If my baby survives anyway, how would I be able to hold them?
Sing them to sleep; whisper in their ear every night how much I love them; take them to visit my mum?
What if they resented me for saying I loved their mum more than I loved them before they were even born?
How could I have been so heartless to do that?
"Niall?" Liam's voice snapped Niall back into the real world of the waiting room, the rain and thunder still going strong outside.
He slowly turned his head to face his best friend, blood shot eyes and tears blurring his vision
"You know you made the right decision, right?"
"Did I though? Was saying that it was okay for complete strangers kill my baby the right thing to do? I thought my job was to protect them, keep them out of harms way and possible death, not put them in the direct path of death!"
"Niall, stop it. We all would have made the same choice; like you said, you can try for other babies but there's only one love of your life. I should know.." Louis mumbled the last part, not wanting to make today about him
"I guess-"
"Besides, there's still a 5% chance they can both survive!" Harry spoke cheerfully, playfully punching him on the arm "So don't let go of that little bit of hope; it's all you've got right now, mate"
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