True - Louis Tomlinson (Sequel to 30 days with Niall Horan)

23. Depends

Twenty-three: Depends.

When I was finally able to get out of hospital, and go home to my house in England, Lou came with me to look after me for a week, and the other boys went away to see their girlfriend’s and families. We hadn’t spoken much since the news, partly because we were so upset and partly because it hurt so much to speak, but I am healing remarkably quick and they say that I should be completely fine and healed in three weeks. It turns out, the boys are having a gap year, kind of thing, without any tours or concerts. Just a few signings and parties every now and then.

I wasn’t in any condition to go to my father’s trial, but they have been put away for good now, so we don’t have to worry about seeing them again. Which was a massive weight off our shoulders. Lou helped me waddle into my bed and tucked me in nice and tight, sitting next to me with his arm around my shoulders, turning on the TV to watch Captain America.

“Do you think we are ready to have kids now?” Lou blurted out as the movie started.

“Uh… Do you?” I mumbled, this could definitely become an awkward situation, which I can’t exactly run away from.

“I really want to have kids… And, if you only have a small opening for being able to have kids, even if you might not be able to, then we have them when we can, if you want them that is, and yes, I think we are ready.” He smiled kissing me on the forehead.

“I really want to have kids too, I just didn’t know if you wanted them as badly as I do. Especially now I only have a limited window.” I cuddled up close.

“Well, it’s final, when you fully recover, we are going to try.” He smiled kissing me again, pulling me closer, I never felt safer than when I am in Lou’s arms. I’m never happier either, we fit perfectly together. Turns out the boys and girls had been here while I was in hospital and had cleaned it all up, restocking the fridge and cupboard with my favourite foods. Lou brought in some cookie dough ice cream for me in between Captain America and The Hulk, we are planning on watching all the movie’s that go with The Avengers which we will watch last. They’re our favourites and we watch them over and over.

When the Hulk finished mum turned up and started crying when she saw the wound, I didn’t want to show her but she insisted. She apologised over and over, I didn’t want her apology. It wasn’t her fault, he wasn’t like that when they got together. Mum didn’t know that he was on a five year good behaviour when they got together. This was because he hit his past girlfriend and she went to court, and he only got put on good behaviour, which means as long as he doesn’t get in trouble he doesn’t go to jail. So, the day mum brought something up he didn’t like and the good behaviour was over, he got angry and hit her, and she was just too scared to end it. I was already born by then, I was about four years old, and I still remember it.

Tom came over too, and they came and sat on the bed next to me, Tom insisted he read one of his books for school to me, because he’s a big year one now. He’s the cutest. We read some book about Thomas the tank engine, and he talked to me about trains for like an hour before mum came back in with Lou, I guess he was just filling her in. She came over to the bed and gave me a massive hug.

“I know you guys will be able to have a baby.” She smiled. “I want to be there for everything too, tell me the second you know! I can baby sit whenever too!” I could tell she was really excited about the baby too, I really hope that I can have at least one. I would hate to disappoint mum.

“Mummy I’m hungry.” Tom said.

“We better get going.” Mum said kissing me goodbye. “Good luck.” She smiled with Tom’s hand in hers.

“What did you tell mum?” I asked Lou as he came back into the room after letting them out.

“I just told her everything that had been happening, and how you might not be able to have kids, but that we want to.” He smiled kissing me on the forehead.

“Okay, just don’t tell anyone else, I don’t want to get their hopes up.”

“Well you have a check up tomorrow, and your results will be back, so we will know whether you can have kids or not.” He smiled, sitting next to me, until.

“Knock, Knock!” It was Abbey!

“Abbey!” I choked, it hurt to yell.

“Syd! How are you feeling?” She asked giving me a massive hug. I’d missed her so much, we’d been so close, she lives just down my street and we’d always been close. She’s nineteen now, so she’s starting to study to become a research scientist. She wants to find cures for cancer and other diseases. Which I think is adorable. 

“Yeah I’ve been better.” I laughed, which sent a splitting pain through me. I can’t let it show though, they think I’m doing fine, which is what I want them to think.

“Can I see?” She asked. So I lifted up my shirt to reveal the blood soaked, square bandaid type thing. I peeled off the bandaid to see the red, ugly hole in my side. They decided not to stitch it because they couldn’t get out a piece of the bullet, and they said the bullet would be rejected by my body soon enough, and when it did, I could go to the doctors to get stitches which would mean it would heal in two weeks tops! I looked on the back side of the bandaid to see the top end of the bullet stuck to it.

“Lou.” I gasped.

“Yes sweetie.”

“Look.”

“We should get you to the hospital.” He smiled grabbing my hand and helping me off the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Abbey panicked.

“The piece of bullet came out.”

-

“Hello, Miss Phillips, you’re appointments for tomorrow.” Doctor Day pointed out.

“The bullet came out.” Lou said.

“Well that’s good. We’ll stitch it up, while we talk about your results.” He smiled.

“Are they good?” Lou asked helping me onto the table to lie down while the nurse gave me the numbing cream, which was sweet relief.

“Depends on what you classify as good.” Doctor Day said, preparing the stitching apparatus.