I Just Want to be Loved *Completed*

When Brittany's mum get's remarried, she got a surprises when she finds out who her new step brothers are. When she starts living with one of them and his friends, and starts 'dating' one of them, she starts to question herself. Was her life to complicated? What's going to happen when her past catches up with her? Will Louis ever tell her his secret? Are one of the boys going to fall for her? What will Liam do when she becomes known as 'Mummy Direction'? And most importantly, will the boys be understanding about her past and help her in the future?


22. Hospital

Liam's POV



The boys and I were watching a Friends rerun when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and it was Paul.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Liam, don't freak out," Paul said.

"Over what?" I replied slowly

"Harry and Brittany got into a car accident and are at Mercy Hospital."

"WHAT?!?" I screamed and stood up. The boys looked at me in confusion.

"Yeah, and I was told that it was very bad. You and the boys should get over there. I'll be there be there by seven."

"Bye," I replied and hung up.

"What?" Louis asked.

"Harry and Britt got into a car accident," I replied and all the boys jumped up.

"Come on," Zayn said. He was already headed out the door.

Within a minute, all of us were in the Escalade and Louis was headed to Mercy.

"How bad is it?" Niall asked.

"Paul was told that it was very bad, but he didn't say what happened," I replied.

"Oh my god, their ganna be dead," Niall cried and Zayn threw his arm around him.

"No, they're going to be fine," Zayn reassured him. Niall put his face into Zayn's shoulder and cried.

Niall's phone then started going off.

"Hello?" he answered as soon as he removed his face from Zayn's shoulder. "Yeah, we're headed there right now... I'll let you know as soon as I see them... Bye," he said and then hung up and his head went right back into Zayn's shoulder. "That was Britt's mum," he muttered, and then started to cry harder.

Ten minutes later, we were running through the hospital doors and up to the counter.

"Harry Styles and Brittany Tom?" I asked.

"One second," the lady behind the counter replied and started typing on the computer in front of her. After a moment, she said, "It seems that Brittany and Harry are still in surgery." My eyes widened when I heard this and I could feel the boys stiffen up.

"Are they going to be okay?" Louis asked, his voice was filled with concern and you could hear the fact that he was silently crying in his voice.

"I'm not very sure at the moment," she replied. "But you guys can sit in the waiting room and I'll let you know as soon as one of them gets out."

"Thanks," I told her with a false smile and the boys and I went to sit down.












About an hour later, the lady from the front walked over to us.

"Harry is out of surgery, and is on level four, room 18. I called down, and I was told that Brittany should be out in less than half an hour, and will be in the room next to him."

"Thank you!" We all screamed and hugged her, and then we ran to the elevator and went to Harry's room.

When we got there, we all stopped dead.

Harry was laying in the bed covered in stiches and bruises. His left arm was in a cast and his right arm was hooked up to an I.V. There was a doctor in the room who looked at us as we entered.

"Hi," I said.

"Hello," he said. "I'm Doctor Marshall. Let me guess, he's a friend of yours?"

"Yeah," Niall said.

"What happened to him?" Zayn asked.

"Is he going to be okay?" Louis asked.

"Well, he and Brittany Tom were hit by a drunk driver in a truck and their car flipped. Harry seems to be in a coma since he already had a concussion, but hopefully it's temporary."

"What about Brittany?" I asked.

"I'm not sure yet. But I was told that she will be getting out of surgery soon. I'll let you know as soon as she does."

"Thank you Doctor Marshall," Louis said as the doctor walked out of the room and closed the door.

All of us looked at each other and then walked over to Harry's bed.

"Oh my god," I muttered and shook my head.

"I can't believe he's in a coma," Niall said, his eyes full of tears.

"Why did this happen?" Zayn asked.

"Dear god, it's all my fault!" Louis screamed and then fell to his knees and started to cry.

I went over to Louis, kneeled by him, and put my arms around his shoulders. He hugged me and put his face in my shirt. "Why would this be your fault?" I asked in a concern filled voice.

"Harry asked me if I wanted to come with them to the arcade, and if I would have said yes, then they would have left the place later and missed the driver," he replied, but it was kind of hard to understand him because he was crying so hard and his face was in my shoulder.

"Lou, don't blame yourself," Niall said to him.

"Everything happens for a reason," Zayn added.

"But it's my fault!" Louis yelled again.

"I promise you that when Harry wakes up, or when we talk to Britt, they'll both agree with us that it isn't your fault," I said to Louis who nodded slowly.

There was a knock on the door and then Doctor Marshall walked in.

"Brittany is out now, you can go and see her, but be warned, she's in a coma too, and her injuries are a lot worse than Harry's," the doctor informed us.

"I'll go and see her," I said and then looked at Louis. "Are you coming?" I asked and he slowly shook his head.

"I will in a few minutes," he replied slowly, and I stood up. I turned my head and looked at Zayn who nodded at me when he got my message of, 'Don't let him do anything stupid,' then walked out the door.

Niall followed me, but Zayn and Louis stayed behind.

When Niall saw Brittany, he lost it.

"Oh my god!" he screamed and ran to her bed. Tears were streaming down his face.

Brittany had a tube down her throat, stiches all over her face, a broken leg that was getting held up, and a broken arm. Her unbroken arm was hooked up to an I.V. and there was a heartbeat monitor that kept beeping, but not in that good of a pattern.

"I have no idea what I'm going to tell my step mum," Niall said as he pulled out his phone.

"Don't worry," I said and took it from him, "I'll call her."

"Thanks," Niall said and went over to Brittany.

When Mrs. Tom answered the phone, she was crying.

"Niall, how is she?"

"Umm, actually it's Liam," I informed her.

"Hi Liam, so how is she?" she asked again.

"Okay, well, she has a tube down her throat, her left leg and arm are broken, and she has stiches all over her face. Also, they said that she was in a coma."

"Oh my god!" she screamed.

"Don't worry," I told her, "we'll be with her at all times."

"It doesn't matter, I'm coming home."

"No, don't. Just stay and enjoy your honey moon."

"I won't be able to knowing that my daughter is in a coma!" she yelled.

Niall took the phone from me.

"Mum, please. Just stay where you are... You don't need to worry... I'm sure that she'll wake up soon," he said to her. "Yes, love you too... Bye."

"So is she staying?" I asked.

"For now," he replied.

I walked over to Britt. "She looks peaceful," I said.

"I know," Niall replied.

"Why did this happen to them?"

"Sometimes, the world just sucks," Niall muttered and I nodded.

"I hope that she wakes up soon," I told him.

"She better. If she doesn't, I don't know what I'll do. I've gotten so used to her being at the house all the time."

"I know," I replied, "me too. She's family. I just can't believe that she's in a coma."

Louis and Zayn then walked in the door. When Louis saw Brittany, he started to cry even harder.

"Why couldn't I have just had them come and get me!" he yelled.

"Okay, Lou, you need to calm down, it isn't your fault," I told him.

After a few minutes, Louis finally calmed down.

"I just wish they would wake up," he muttered, and then the door opened again.

"Hi boys," Paul said quietly as he walked in.

"Hi Paul," we all said together.

"How are they doing?" he asked in a concern filled voice.

"Both are in comas," Niall said quietly.

"Are they going to be okay?" Paul asked.

"They don't know when they're going to wake up, if that's what you mean," I told him.

A nurse then walked in.

"I'm very sorry, but visiting hours our up. Unless you're family, you have to leave," she told us sweetly.

Everyone looked at Niall who shook his head.

"Let's just go," he muttered. "I can't be here with her alone right now."

We all nodded, and headed out of the door.












Paul came home with us, but he could only stay for a few minutes.

"Okay," Paul said, "I know you guys probably don't want to talk about this, but what are we going to tell people about what happened?"

"Why do we have to tell anybody?" Zayn asked and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Well, because eventually people are going to start noticing that Harry and Brittany are gone."

"Why can't we just say that they went on vacation?" Louis asked.

"That would just cause more drama," I informed him.

"And also, when they get back, they will still be seriously injured," Paul added.

"So, should we just tell everyone the truth?" Zayn asked.

"It's up to you guys on what to post on twitter, but I advise that you tell the truth," Paul said.

"Do we have to let everyone know now?" Niall asked, speaking for the first time since we left the hospital. Tears were still silently streaming down his face.

"No, but you should do it by the time one of them wakes up."

"Okay," I said and everyone nodded.

"Well, I have to go," Paul said as he stood up and walked to the door. "Call or text me with any news. And I mean any. If one of their fingers so much as twitches, you let me know."

"We will," Louis told him.

"Bye," Paul said and walked out the door.

"Bye," we all muttered as the door shut.


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