Adopted by Logan Paul (Completed)

Chapter 63

Daniels POV:

"You can see her now." A doctor tells me, after hours of waiting. My head shakes itself out of thoughts. I quickly nod and stand up. Her room is on the first floor, so I just walk down a hallway, take a left, and her room is right there. I shakily turn the doorknob. Why am I so nervous? She's your girlfriend. Maybe I'm just...scared? What if she never wakes up. She'll never know I was here. She'll never get to know the real reason why I was with Madison.

"E-Emma?" I say as I slowly walk up beside her. I'm alone with her in this room. No one else is present. "I know you can't hear me, but I'm going to say this anyways. I didn't cheat on you. I promise. I love you with everything I have. I'd give up everything, just so I can take your place. So that you could stand here and look at me in this bed. If I could trade your life for mine...you would smile. And that would be enough." I say, laughing to myself through tears. Emma always told me how much she loved Hamilton. I was going to take her. I had it planned. This whole romantic thing. She would come to my show on her birthday. March 18 in Los Angeles. And I'd surprise her with telling her she could join our tour. By then, Jacks sisters would have left. They were just going to the shows until they got to L.A. When she joined our tour, when we got to NYC, I'd take her to Hamilton. And she'd smile. And be happy.

"That's all I want for you." I say aloud, "is for you to be happy. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you I would never let you go and I'm not about to. Emma, you're the strongest girl I know. You can make it through this." Tears start falling like a thunderstorm. I love this girl. I'm in love with this girl. Who I've only known for a little while. I'm in love with her and I'll never stop loving her.

"We're meant to be, you know that? God put us here so we could be together. So, why would he take you away from me? But he wouldn't. If he put effort into getting us together, why would he just waste his time on us? That's how I know you'll get through this. God has a plan. For you and I. I'm not exactly sure what it is...but he has one." I say.

Narrators POV:

For the next three weeks Daniel would visit Emma everyday and sing her a song. He didn't care that she couldn't hear him. He didn't care that people would look at him weird. The only thing he worried about was the love of his life. The thing was, Emma heard every bit of it. It was like she was stuck in eternal sleep, but her mind was awake. Like a bad case of sleep paralysis. She heard every song. Every word. Every beat, every line, every verse. And every time she would scream his name. Scream for him to listen. Begging god to let her just open her eyes and move. To hug the love of her life. Daniel had told her what happened. His plan with Madison. And it didn't matter anymore. She was over it. Emma was in so much pain, she didn't realize the pain she would put everyone through. Everyone read their letters at the same time. They met up at Logan's house to read them, everyone bawling their eyes out over a simple goodbye letter. Including Logan. He took it harder than anyone. If only I had been here. If only I paid more attention to her. He thought. He blamed himself. Liam and Victoria went into the shadows. They continued modeling, but rarely ever talked to Logan or the guys. She only stayed in touch with Jack, the only one she felt comfortable around. They went on one date, but felt it was too hard without here there. The boys continued their normal lives. Everything was a bit slower, darker, but they still brightened millions of fans days with their voices. The boys visited Emma every weekend to see how she was doing. Logan couldn't bear to be in the same room as Emma, thinking that he was the cause of her suffering. He rarely saw her, maybe once every week. Daniels he only one that kept hope, along with Noah. Noah wrote a letter every day to his only older sister. Every day. Logan would help him send the letters to the hospital, making sure Emma got them. Even though he was too young to really understand, Noah knew it was bad by the way Logan would react when he said Emma's name. He'd look off to the side, a tear would form, but he'd blink it away.

Emma's POV:

I'm suffering. Every day. I regret ever overdosing. I wouldn't be here. I can't talk. I can't move. I can't open my eyes. I'm starting to forget what the boys look like. But Daniel, he grabs my hand and lets me feel his face, "So I don't forget what he looks like." He says. The worst part of it all is when they give me shots or have to do something that would normally hurt a human being that is awake. But, they think I'm asleep. I feel it all. I scream in pain, but no one hears me. I'm constantly sore. Sometimes I have an itch, or I get a cramp in my leg, but I have to deal with it, because my body is paralyzed. Three weeks, it's been since I've walked this Earth. I've kept a tab on what day it is; January 8th, 2018. I missed New Years. The night of New Years, everyone came to my hospital room to celebrate. Of course, Daniel put it together. Everyone was there. The boys, Logan, Noah, Liam, Victoria, and obviously me.

After three weeks went by, Daniel stopped seeing me everyday. He'd come see me every two days or so. He wouldn't sing anymore. Or tell me songs he was working on. He used to kiss me so I knew what his lips felt like, but he stopped that too. The last time I saw him was yesterday.

"I've given up Em. I can't do it. I've stopped eating. Man, you'd hate me. I don't know how long you're going to be. The first few weeks I thought, 'she'll get through this. Keep your hope up.' And then you never did. What else am I supposed to think? I'll never see you again. I might not come as often anymore. Tour is starting soon. We have a new song, you know, the one I showed you last week. Yeah. Emma, I'm not healthy and I know it. But everything I do reminds me of you. My songbook, my phone, any food I eat, and even my own damn bed. It has an imprint from where you used to sleep. I sleep on the couch now. I can't stand it em, you not being here. And I don't know what I'm supposed to do..." He says before walking out. I want to cry. I want to scream, but I can't.

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Word Count: 1245

A/N:
HEYO DUCKLINGS! Omg this chapter is emotional af. Anyways, I'm getting better. Thank you for all of the get well comments! You guys are the best. Love you all❤️😍

QOTD:
Who's your favorite Why Don't We member? Personally, mine is Daniel(obviously) ❤️