The Flute Player (1)

"Your test results have come back," the doctor said as soon as the door closed. I nervously looked at him, fidgiting.
"And?" My voice was barely audible. I watched him closely as he went behind his desk and to his files. I couldn't see anything in his eyes, his body language didn't suggest anything. I wanted him to hurry. I had a concert to perform in tonight, and I couldn't be late. One Direction was counting on me to play my flute with them.
"I'm sorry, Leah, but the results aren't good." The doctors eyes were sympathetic, and went on to explain the details. I didn't listen. From that moment on, I knew that the dream I was living would come to an end.


37. An idea!

Harry's Point of View

"So, that's why we all need to get our bone marrow tested. We could save Leah's life." I sat back on my chair, eyeing each one of the boys. It was hard to read from their faces what they were thinking. It was hard to say. It was a serious situation. I wanted all of them to say they could.

"I've got an idea," Liam suddenly said. "Why don't we make our own One Direction bone marrow donor program. That way more people, who in the first place, had no clue that such thing existed. We could save hundereds of lives around the world."

We all agreed to that. "But, why don't we do a whole bunch of donor programs? Like donating blood and such," I suggested.

"Great idea! I'll call Paul and see what he thinks," Louis said as he pulled out his cellphone. He put it on speakerphone.

"Hello boys!" Paul answered. "What's up?"

We told him our ideas, and he approved. He said he had to talk to a few people first, though, to get it all set up. Louis hung up and we all cheered.

I knew that Liam appreciated this a lot more than any of his, because of his childhood he knew what it was like to be constatnly sick. His kidneys never worked properly, so  he was in so much pain he had to take some thirty injections in his arm every morning when he was only a young lad.

"I should go though," I stood up from my chair. "Leah has a doctors appointment, and maybe her first chemo round this afternoon. I waved bye at the boys, and in unison they all said 'bye'.

Leah was at her apartment, sleeping. I had dropped her off there straight after coming back from the airport, and then I had driven to meet the boys at the studio. I couldn't wait to tell Leah the good news!

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