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Four.

Friday, December 6, 2013.

Perrie's POV

"Daphne and Phoebe, right?" The doctor asks the two women on either side of me.

"Yes, is Louis okay?" Daphne asks anxiously.

"I'm Dr. Trevon, and of course I have to be the one that gives you the bad news. Why does it always have to be me?" The doctor asks himself. I sit up in my chair, confused with what he meant. 

"W-what do you mean?" I stutter as I continue to panic. I look over at my mother as she snaps Niall out of his trance.

"What?" He shouts.

"Go take your brother to the toy room." She demands.

"Do I have to?" He complains.

"Niall, now." She shouts at him.

"Fine..." He mumbles, and walks off with Buddie.

"Sorry." She apologizes to the doctor.

"Like I was saying, I'm afraid he didn't make it, I'm sorry for your loss." He says with a frown.

He's dead, no, he promised he was going to be okay.

The same two words echo in my head as I sit there lifeless.

No, he promised.

I sit there, nervously grabbing onto the bottom of the seat. I look over at Daphne, who is now in tears. I watch as my mother goes to her side, and comforts her. I start to cry as I watch Daphne cry. Daphne places her arm around me as we start to cry together. I refuse to speak, I lean on Daphne's shoulder, and let the tears fall.

He was my only friend I ever was able to make just. No, this can't be it. He promised, he promised he'd be okay, he lied to me. I should've stayed with him! I loved him, I thought we'd be together forever, I thought we'd have a family together. I don't want to believe it. I'm only 13, I can't lose him, he can't leave me like this.

This can't be the end.

Niall's POV

"Boom, pow, ah! The bad guys live through the explosion! Oh no, no! This means trouble. What now, Mr. Foggy?" Buddie shouts playfully.

"Well, excuse me, but I'm a little lady foggy. I think we should throw more colorful blocks at dem!" A little girl who barely has any hair on her head says back to him.

"Good thinking Missy. Foggy. Get weady to aim!" Buddie runs around the room.

"Fwee! Four! Zero!" The little girl counts down.

"Boom, ah! Missy. Foggy, look! They all died, we won!" Buddie shouts joyfully, and high-fives the little girl.

"Alwight, this deserves a pawty. Ask your brother to take us to a pawty." She points to me.

"Okay." He willingly agrees.

"What Buddie?" I ask him as he approaches me.

"Can you take my fwiend, Andrea, to a pawty?" He asks seriously.

"Who is Andrea?" I ask confused.

"Andrea is my fwiend over dare." He points at the same little girl he was just playing with. I chuckle at him.

"For real or pretend?" I ask jokingly.

"Fo pwetend." He smiles.

"Okay, follow me." I stand up from the rocking chair, and watch as Buddie signals for this girl to stand up, and follow him and I. She stands up as I walk over to her to help her with her with the IV. "Where is your room, sweetie?" I ask kindly to the little girl.