Adopted by One Direction

Louis' POV: Ch. 21

➡Louis' POV: August 31, Thursday

My eyes shoot open as I hear Lily scream. Then I hear Harry yell as I'm sprinting to Lily's room before I can even think about it.

"Lily! What's wrong?!" I gasp right when I burst into Niall's room because that's where the screaming came from.

Lily's rocking back and forth on the bed with tears streaming down her face. Her head is shaking back and forth and her whole body is trembling. Niall is trying to comfort her whilst a weird odor comes off of him.

"Baby girl, what happened?" I ask softly. I crouch to her level and turn her head towards me. Her face is totally blank and her eyes are unfocused, seeing right through me.

"He was there. And he killed everyone," she whispers in a trance-like voice.

"Who baby?" I have an idea. It's not a good one.

This time Lily's eyes focus on me and they fill with tears. "My old daddy," she sobs. "H-he c-came in and k-killed all of y-you b-because y-you adopted m-me!"

"Shhh, it's alright. It was just a dream," I comfort. That's who I thought it was.

"N-no it's n-not!" She cries. Tears come faster and she gasps for breath.

"Harry!" I yell, panicked. I hate her asthma attacks. It just reminds me how vulnerable and fragile she really is.

He comes running in with his hair...completely straight. Oh god, what happened?

Niall bursts out laughing and Harry glares at him. But being the youngest, Harry doesn't really have any menacing power.

Harry puts the inhaler into Lily's and pushes. After thirty seconds he nods and she breathes again. But it's still in short, little, hiccupy gasps. Harry does it a second time, then a third time before I butt in and refuse to let anymore medicine enter Lily's body.

"Mate, she's still panting!" Harry says angrily.

I can see in his eyes that his anger is because he's frustrated and scared. So I keep my cool and say, "We can't. We have no idea of the consequences."

"But what if she gets hurt?!" He explodes.

Tears spring to my eyes and I run my hand through my already messy hair. "I don't know," I whisper mostly to myself.

Liam and Zayn burst into the room at the same time. "What happened?" They blurt in unison.

"Lily's having a massive panic attack." Niall's voice trembles.

They all kneel beside me as I pick my baby girl up and set her on my lap. They stay with me as I whisper random but comforting words to Lily as she battles inside her own body.

Her breathing sounds like she just ran a race. Short hiccups, and she's trying to hold it in. Her small hands grasp my sweatpants but I'm positive she has no idea that I'm here. She just stares at the wall and tries to calm herself.

After a few minutes Lily bursts into tears and sobs wrack her tiny body. "He's back!" She screams at the top of her lungs. Her breathing becomes worse and crying doesn't help. She curls up, still holding my pjs, and her breathing becomes strained. Like a smoker's breathing, rattling and scary.

I take her inhaler and have to restrain myself from putting the rest of the medicine in her mouth. I just press down the inhaler once.

Lily's mouth opens. She refuses to take the medicine. I try again and this time Lily thrashes around. "S-stop!" She cries. Tears run down her face.