Adopted By Three British Bands *ON HOLD FOR MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter 8-What did I do?

Louis’ POV

“I’m Louis.” I said with my voice breaking a little.

“I-I don’t know a Louis, are you going to hurt me?” She asked already crying.

“Please baby, don’t cry.” I said kneeling and holding her hand.

“P-p-please d-don’t t-ouch me.” She said pulling her hand slowly away from me.

                I had never seen her this scared in her life.

 “Emily, I’m not going to hurt you.” I said wiping her tears.

“P-please d-don’t touch me, please.” She said sobbing.

                She was scared as hell. Liam and Harry woke up and walked up behind me.

“Emily, why are you crying?” Harry asked.

“I-I don’t know any of you.” She said terrified.

                The door opened and the doctor came in.

“Hello, can I talk to you three?” He said pointing at me, Harry, and Liam.

                We all looked at each other and followed the doctor out the door.

“Well, Emily broke some ribs and sprained both of her knees. She has really bad cuts on her legs. She also has some memory loss.” He said.

“Do you know if her memory will come back?” I asked biting my lip.

“It’s a possibility, if you jog her memory she will be able to remember. If you keep on jogging her memory her chances of getting her memory back is high.” He said.

“Thanks doctor.” Harry said.

                He nodded and we walked into the hospital room with the doctor and a nurse following us in the room. The other three woke up and Emily was crying still, but quieter like she was trying to hide it to herself. The nurse went to go do that IV thingy.

“Well, to you three boys, Emily has some broken ribs, really bad cuts on her legs and two sprained knees. I’m going to put her on bed rest because if she moves a lot her ribs might collapse and puncture a lung. She also has a little bit of memory loss.” He said once again.

                But, before I knew it Emily grabbed the trash can off the floor and puked her guts out. I rushed to her side even though I knew she would build her walls up and push me out. I rubbed her back.

“You okay?” I asked.

                To me surprised she didn’t flinch when I rubbed her back. She melted into it a little bit.

“Not really.” She said quietly.

“I’ll be right back.” The doctor said leaving the room.

                I touched her forehead and it was burning. My eyes widened.

                The doctor came back moments later holding a thermometer in his hand.

“Open your mouth for me, Emily.” He said.

Emily’s POV

                I opened my mouth like he told me to. He stuck the thermometer into my mouth. I looked at it, giving it a look. When I guess Louis rubbed my back. I don’t know it’s making remember something important. I don’t know what it is, but it’s something like I should know them somehow.