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.


13. Getting ready

Zayn's point of View

It took a while, but eventually the four of us decided on a Disney movie. It was a really old one, Tarzan, one that we had all grown up with. After we had chosen it we sat back for a few minutes before Harry and Leah reappeared. Her eyes were red, and she was shaking, but Harry motioned for us not to worry and that he had it all under control.

"We chose the movie Tarzan!" Louis quickly declared and held the video up triumphantly.

"Oh! I love that one!" Leah smiled. "Here are some pajamas for you all." Leah placed a pile of pajama shirts and bottoms on the floor.

"Do I have to wear them?" Harry moaned.

"Harry, we are at a guests house, it would be rude to be naked in their presence," Liam told him as if he were still a little kid.

"Fine..." Harry sighed and reached for a pair of bottoms. "Do I need to wear a top?"

"It's fine," Leah shrugged her shoulders.

"Yesss!" Harry was enthused.

I chose a pair of plain blue pajama pants with a button-up matching top. "Where's the washroom?" I asked.

"First door on the left," Leah told us and pointed down a hallway.

"Thanks." I got in the bathroom and got changed. The pajamas were just a little big, but that didn't matter. I walked out so the other boys could get their turn. Then, I threw my clothes onto a neat pile in the corner of the room where Harry and thrown his shirt.

Ten minutes later, we were all changed, even Leah.

"Did you all want to sleep out here? Or in one of the guest rooms?" Leah asked. "Either way it doesn't matter."

"Here is fine," I answered and looked at her. Leah had gotten up. "Where are you going?"

"You all need blankets and matresses," Leah said and yawned.

"Okay! Pause the movie! We need to help!" Louis instructed and we all got up, went to the linens closet and got what we needed, and then pumped up the air matresses. We had three Queen sized air mattresses side-by-side, to make one huge bed. It was really comfy. I was at the edge, and Niall was beside me. As soon as we had all gotten comfy, Leah started to leave the room.

"Leah! Where are you going?" Harry demanded, getting up.

"I'm going to bed," Leah answered with a yawn.

"No you're not! It wouldn't be proper for us to be here by ourselves! We need a babysitter," Louis insisted.

"You can sleep on the couch if you don't feel comfortable with us five," Harry offered.

"Okay then," Leah gave  a weak smile. "I'll stay."

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