Are We Friends Or Are We More?

Dalis Monroe was born in New York City, but moved to Manchester with her mother when she was 14 years old. Dalis is a singer and was discoverd by Simon Cowell when she was 16 years old. Dalis is now 18 years old and has an amazing career and Dalis is best friends with the amazing boyband One Direction! She has been best friends with the boys for 2 years and is super close with them. Dalis and Zayn did date for awhile, now they are just friends. But Dalis finds herself falling for another one of the boys..but will he feel the same?


11. Goodbyes

Niall P.O.V

"Hello" My Brother Said Through The Phone.

"Hey Greg" 

"Niall, what's going on?" My big brother asked

"Nothing, I Just Miss You."

"You just saw us"

"I know. I just needed someone to talk to."

Zayn P.O.V

I let it ring a couple times and hung up. I'll just call my mom later on tonight. I got off my bed and went to go look for my girlfriend.

Harry P.O.V

Dalis didn't pick up so I left her a voicemail. I just hope she calls me back.

Dalis P.O.V

As soon as I got off the plane I got straight into a Taxi and went to the hospital. When I got to the hospital and a nurse saw me and recognized me.

"Excuse Me...Are You Dalis T-"

"Yes, i'm looking for my mother" I quickly cut her off.

She nodded and I followed her to my mothers room. When I got to my mothers room Zayns mom Patricia was sitting next to her. My mom is very good friends with all of the guys moms but especially Zayns mum, they are pretty much best friends.  When I walked into the room both of them looked up at me.

"Sweetheart," my mother said in a very weak voice. she looked awful

"Mom," I said trying not to cry. I walked over and gave her a hug. 

"Hello Patricia" I said walking over and giving her a hug.

"Hello Sweetie, i'm going to go down to the cafeteria and get us all some food and let you guys have some time." 

Patricia walked out the door and I took her seat next to my moms bed.

"How was New York sweetheart?"she asked grabbing onto my hand.

"It was okay. It was nice to go back to where i was born though." 

"I bet." she coughed.

We talked a little more and eventually she fell asleep. I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone. Patricia walked back in and set the food she brought down on the table. I turned on my phone and saw that I had a voicemail. I walked outside into the hallway and saw that the voicemail was from Harry. I quickly deleted it. All of a sudden I heard monitors going crazy some nurses ran passed me into my moms room. I ran in behind them and Patricia held me back, and she took me back into the hallway and I began crying and she just held me. A couple minutes later a doctor came out and stood in front of me and Patricia. He looked right at me

"I'm sorry to tell you this miss, but your mother is in very bad condition, we don't think she is going to make it any longer."

I couldn't hold it I just began to cry.

"How much longer?" Patricia asked the doctor I could tell that she was holding in her tears, trying to be strong for me.

"Not much longer," he responded.

Patricia nodded and we walked back into my moms room.  I went and sat next my mother and held her hand. She turned her head to look at me, she looked so weak. 

"Mom, i'm so so sorry," I said crying

"For what?" she asked in her quite voice, she was even to weak to speak. 

"For not being there with you through this whole thing, I just couldn't handle it mom. I couldn't accept it that you had this terrible disease. I really wish that I would have helped you get through this mom, i'm so sorry. I should have been there for you and not let you go through this alone." I cried.

"I Love You, Remember That Alright Sweetie." Was all she said.

"I Love You Too Mom." 

Right when I said that the heart monitor made a loud noise, I looked over and saw a flat line.

"No!" I cried. I leaned my head down on my mother and just cried. I could hear Patricia crying behind me   she hand her hand on my back, and we both just cried for my mother.

She was gone. 


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