The Bucket List (a 1D fanfic)

Chapter 5

Arabelle's POV:

I yawned and stretched, moaning. I am feeling even worse now, like my head is going to explode. I find a clock and check the time. 3:48 in the morning. I moan and close my eyes, trying to make the headache go away. Suddenly my chest aches, and my vision gets very blurry. Next thing I know I am hyperventilating. Why am I hyperventilating?! I can't breathe!

"Help!" I rasp in a pained voice.

Tonight will be the night I die.

I scream, I feel like I am dying, I am shaking so hard that my bed is rattling a little. My breathing slows and I arch forward, cold sweat dripping down my head and I feel myself slide downwards, vision growing fainter and fainter. The last thing I see is two doctors running in with my mother, and the last thing I hear is one long beeeeeeeeeeeep of the machines.

Harry's POV:

"Beep beep beep beep bee-"

I slam my hand on my alarm, and hop up and shower and dress. I am so excited to see Arabelle today! I wake the rest of the guys and eat as they get ready. Finally, we are on our way.

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As soon as we reach Children's, we ask to see Arabelle Madison. The attendant doesn't seem to notice.

"Y-your One Direction!" She squeals, sounding like she is three years old.

"We are. Can we please see Arabelle Madison?" Louis asks calmly.

"Room 283" the attendant says, her eyes glued on us.

We walk up to room 283 and knock on the door. A doctor answers and lets us in, and I go look at my little Arabelle.

Arabelle is sleeping, connected to about seven machines with exactly ten needles in her arms. It scares me.

"Arabelle fainted in the middle of the night and almost died. She is being tested for a heart failure later this afternoon" the doctor told us, noticing our scared looks.

A heart failure? No!

The other guys look at me sadly, and I stroke Arabelle's hand, and the room is silent. All I hear is the shakey rise and fall of Arabelle's chest. She's alive. That's all that assures me right now.

"H-Harry?" I hear a raspy whisper say.

"Arabelle?" I ask, looking at her.

She is indeed awake. Her eyes are barely open, and she looks very unhealthy and weak.

"What are you doing here?" She whispers, smiling.

"I came to visit you. How are you feeling?" I ask, sitting in a chair by her bed. The others sit too.

"Terrible" she whispers, moaning.

"What's the matter?" I ask, and we all focus in, giving her out undivided attention.

"It all hurts." She replied, tears soaking up her face. She sits up and starts coughing then falls onto her side and breaths heavily. Oh my gosh is she dying?!

"Get a doctor!" I yell, and Liam gets up and runs. Arabelle continues to cough and cry and shake. I try to assure her that it will all be ok, but her attention seems to be focused on staying alive.

Suddenly, four doctors run in with and shoo us out. They start wheeling Arabelle's bed with her machines to a different room, and her machines are going wild. I start to cry, and the other guys are comforting me, looks of shock on their faces.

I just want to know Arabelle is ok.

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This is my first fanfic, what do you guys think so far?? :)