A Singer and his Deaf Daughter (Louis Tomlinson story)

Chapter 2 (What?)

Lucy's POV-

"Lucy, What should her name be?" Louis asked me as we both looked down at our beautiful daughter.

I looked at him, smiled, and replied. "Mary."

"Beautiful. I can't believe she's finally here! I'm the luckiest guy in the world. I'm sitting here with my two darling girls."  he whisperd to me.

"Excuse me you guys. But I have to take the baby in for some manditory tests quickly. It should only take a few minutes." A nurse said from the doorway.

"Oh, of course." I said. I handed Mary over. But I then realized how hard it is to hand over your kid to a stranger. 

"I promise she'll be safe." The nurse said, seeing my panicked look.

"Ok." I said letting go. She'll only be gone for a mintue or two.

For the next few minutes Louis and I got caught up on missing sleep. it's been a LONG night!

I was shaken awake softly. 

"Love, the doctor is here. He would like to talk about the tests." Louis said softly. His bright blue eyes soften. He knew how tired I really was.

"Ok, I'm up!" I said. I really just wanted to hold my daughter again.

"Good. Now we have some conserns about the tests. What I'm about to tell you is sometimes hard for parents. Everyone reacts to it differently." Dr. Dan said. 

"Ok, what is it?" Louis said worried. 

"The tests came back. It seems that your daughter was born Deaf."

What? Deaf? What does that mean? What?

"You mean she can't hear us now?" Louis asked looking just as confused and worried as I probably looked.

"Yes. Your daughter is completely deaf." Dr. Dan said. "Now just because she's deaf doesn't mean she can't live life like you guys. It just means she may need a little more help to learn. To understand some things in the world."

"So what now? what do we do? I have a career in music. You mean to tell me that she'll never hear me sing to her?" Louis said about to cry, as was I.

"She could probably feel the vibrations of the music if it was loud enough, but no. She will not be able to listen the same way you and I can." Dr. Dan said. 

"How will I communicate with my daughter?" I said. That was my top priority right now. 

"There are many ways you could do it. You could have her get a Cochlear Implant. Now that would give her some hearing, but not completely, it would still be difficult for her to understand the words coming out of your mouth. Or you could learn sign language and communicate like that. Some parents choose that route, but when the child is older lets the kid choose wheither or not he or she would like to get the Cochlear Implant." Dr. Dan started listing off all of these different ways to communicate. 

I looked over to Louis. He looked heartbroken. I just wanted to give him a big hug.

"Louis?" I ask. 

He then looked over at me, gave me a small teary eyed smile to try to cheer me up. "It'll be ok." He said. That's when I calmed down. I didn't even notice how tence I was until he said that to relieve me. But I was still so nervous. What would Mary want us to do for her? What would be best for her.

"could you let us talk for a bit?" Louis asked Dr. Dan in a small quiet voice, much different then his normal loud giddy voice. 

"Of course. if you have any more questions do not be afraid to ask." Dr. Dan said with a small, but warm smile as he walked out the door.

"What do you want to do?" Louis asked me after a few minutes of silence.

"I have no idea. Do we want to learn a whole new lanugage?" I asked Louis.

"You know, Harry is learning Sign Launguage so he can talk to deaf fans. We could learn with him for a while then when Mary gets older she can choose if she wants the Cochlear Implant thingy." Louis suggests. 

"I guess. What went wrong Louis? What did I do wrong? I did everything the doctor told us to do." I started to cry while holding tightly to my poor baby. 

"You did nothing wrong. There are so many reasons why this could have happened Love. We can't dwell on the past, we have to look forward to the future." Louis said.

"You've been hanging out with Zayn too much." I chuckled. That's what I loved about our relationship, even in serious times Louis could get me to laugh. "Wait, have you even called the boys since Mary's been born?" I asked him

"Uh. No I haven't. It's just been a LONG night!" He replied

"I get it. what time is it now anyway?"

"8:00 in the BRIGHT AND SHINING MORING!" Louis yelped sounding like his normal self.

"Well I guess that's one advantage to her being deaf. I won't have to worry about you and your noisy friends waking her up once I put her down for a nap." i chuckled.

"We'll get though this." He said to me. 

"Of course! of course we will... Besides. I'm sure she'll still have boys chasing her down the street!" 

"Oh, shit..." Louis said.

"Hey! Just because she can't hear us doesn't mean we can just swear still!" I smacked him.

"Haha sorry. It's just that if she half looks like you, I'm screwed." 

"I love you Lou." I said quietly.

"And I love you too Lu" He said giving me a kiss. it was one of those moments that you don't want to let go of. Even if we were in a sticky situation. He pulled back and said "I'm going to call the boys and get them caught up." 

"Alright. But would it be rude to ask them to come tomorrow insted of today. it's been a long day! I just want to sleep." I asked with my best puppy dog eyes that I know he can't say no to.

"Of course not darling. I'll just give them a call. Get some rest." 

"Ok. Love you Lou." I smiled. 

"Love you too Lu." he said as he walked into the hall to make his call.

I gently put Mary in the basket next to my bed, get into a comfortable position, then close my eyes welcoming the long sleep that was to come.

Louis's POV-

After I made the call that all of the boys were waiting for. I walked into the room again. Lucy and Mary were both sound asleep. I smiled to myself. I have to lovely girls in my life now. But then I looked at Mary again. It was like I was realizing that she would never hear it when I sing to her all over again. It bummed me out, but I guess that's ok. It's just something I'll have to learn to understand. And I won't let her grow up without the best of everything! She'll be just like every other kid.