(still Liam's P.O.V)
After 7 hours of Taylor being on life support she finally woke-up, and the doctor said she was sober.
"Taylor how are you?" I asked, very quietly.
"I'm fine. Why what happened?" She asked. She sounded concerned.
I was so confused. I didn't know what was going on.
"What do you remember last?" Liam asked.
"I remember sitting across from Zayn, and him telling us what happened, and I fell to the ground crying. I must have passed out or something right?" I knew I was probably wrong.
"Not exactly...." Liam explained everything to me, he explained how I ran outside and disapeard, and found me in some old warehouse naked. I was horrified.
"The doctors aren't sure what the drug is, but they know it's bad. The police found your father and are questioning him as we speak. Don't worry you're safe." He said.
The next day I was released from the hospital so I could attend Louis funeral. I felt horrible. We walked into the room, and there were people crying. I immediately ran over to Lottie. We were really close, and she seemed the worse. I just hugged her as we both sobbed into each others shoulders. The ceremony began and we all sat down. Eventually they called me up to speak.
"Louis... was an amazing guy. and I mean truly amazing. He was cute, funny, nice, energetic. Just perfect. We all loved him." I was sobbing as I spoke. "I truly am sorry for his death, and I know that now he is in a better place... I mean.... it's just.... I'm sorry" I ran out. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I ran to the bathroom, and just burst into tears. Liam followed me. He obviously didn't care that it was the girls washroom. Once he got me calmed down, we walked back into the ceremony. Liam, Niall, and Harry walked up. They sang moments, in dedication to Louis, and walked off barley being able to form a sentence. They were heartbroken. Once the funeral was over, we kissed Lou goodbye and buried him. I could hardly watch.
When we got home, I decided to go on twitter and see what the fans were saying about me.
"You don't deserve to live."
"I feel bad for this child you're having! It has a terrible mom! Die in hell you SLUT!"
"It's YOUR fault Louis is dead you Selfish whore!" They all made me feel horrible about myself. I started crying. Then I found one tweet.
"Taylor, you deserve to live. You deserve this child. It's not your fault. Your beautiful don't give up <3" This tweet made me feel wonderful! She made me feel like nothing had gone wrong. I showed Liam the tweet, and he smiled. He immediately got onto his twitter and replied to her.
"You are what I call a real Directioner Thank-you for supporting my beautiful Gf <3" Then he followed her. I thought she deserved the reward for making me happy again.
*1 month later*
Another month had past. I was now 2 months pregnant, and starting to show a little. I was excited but nervous. Liam and I decided that I would be staying at this house from now on. I wasn't able to go home because my dad would kill me... and my mom passed away when I was little. I went home and got all my stuff and brought it to my new home.
We received a call from the police station, they said they wanted us down their immediately They had answers to the pills my father had me and Zayn take and it wasn't good....