Wake Up (I Just Want to be Loved sequel) *Completed*

This is a sequel, so here is the desciption to the previous book 'I Just Want to be Loved.'
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?

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3. The Hospital Room

If any of this book seems fimilar, it's because I making refernces to I Just Want to be Loved.

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-Sammy

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Zayns’ POV

 

As the eight of us, nine if you count Brittany, sat in Britt’s hospital room waiting for her mum to show up. We all talked to each other, trying to get to know each other better, and also trying to distract ourselves from Brittany’s condition.

Louis wasn’t really one for talking right now. He went and sat in a corner and stared at Brittany, as if he was trying to wake her up.

Niall was trying to act brave, but it was his sister lying in the bed.

Liam wasn’t really talking to us. He was sitting against a wall on the other side of the room on his phone talking with Meghan and telling her everything that he knew about what happened.

Harry was, well, it seemed like he was trying to take Louis’s place as the person who tries to make everyone smile. It seemed to be working for a little bit, but not much.

Danny had no idea what was happening. But why should he? He’s an infant. Harry held tightly onto him the whole time and wouldn’t let anyone touch him, but I don’t blame him.

Derek and Phil seemed to be pretty cool guys. Not to mention the fact that they were the ones who found Brittany. They were really upbeat and they kept telling us that she would be okay and they even got Louis to smile, and that hasn’t been an easy thing to do since Brittany left yesterday.

They were a little weird though. It was kind of like they were a gay couple, but they weren’t since Phil told us that he had a girlfriend that worked with the babies. It seemed kind of like a Larry Stylinson relationship.

And me, well, I was trying to keep Louis from completely and totally losing it. I was trying to stay positive like Derek and Phil, but it wasn’t that easy. I could see right through them when they said she was fine and would wake up soon. It was almost like they were keeping something from us, which we all knew they were since they couldn’t tell us what exactly was wrong with her until her parents were here.

The moment Julie and Bobby walked through the door, all of us stood up.

“My baby,” Julie cried and ran over to Brittany’s side and hugged her. “I’m so sorry.”

“Are you Brittany Toms’ parents?” Dr. Patel asked as he walked through the door.

“Yes,” her mum replied. “What’s all wrong with her?”

The doctor looked around the room before he said, “Would you like me to tell you with all them in here?”

“They’re like family. You can tell them anything that you tell me.”

“Okay, in that case, here are the basics,” he said and lifted up his board with all of Brittany’s information on it. “She was raped. She has internal bleeding, but we believed that it’s all cleared up since she went into surgery right when she got here. That’s not the main concern though. Since she should’ve woke up a while ago, I went and had her get a head scan. She has severe head trauma and is currently in a coma and we have no idea when she’ll come out of it.”

“What?” Niall asked.

“We don’t know when she’ll wake up.”

“But she woke up for us,” Phil said to the doctor. Some of this must’ve been news to them.

“We’ve seen this happen before,” the doctor explained. “When she woke up, she probably realized what had happened. Since it’s a very traumatic experience, she probably couldn’t cope with it and this was the result,” he said and gestured to the sleeping Brittany. “It’s posttraumatic stress disorder, or PTSD.”

“Do you know why she left?” Bobby asked us and since I saw that Louis wasn’t going to answer, I did for him.

“Things got a little complicated and she mustn’t’ve been able to deal with it.”

“Well, I’ll give you some time alone. Press the nurses button if you need me,” the doctor said with a nod and walked out of the room.

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Dereks’ POV

 

Phil and I stayed at the hospital until nine, which is when our shift was over. We met up with Jess in the cafeteria where we grabbed a quick dinner before hailing a taxi for home.

“Is she okay?” Jess asked as we got into the car.

“She should be eventually,” Phil replied.

“What all happened to her?”

“It’s privet,” I responded.

“Do you know why she left them?”

“Apparently things had gotten complicated, so she left.”

“Oh, any idea of what that mean?”

“Nope.”

“Oh.”

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Louis’ POV

 

I sat alone in Brittany’s hospital room sobbing. I was sitting in a chair that I had pulled up to her bed and I cried with my head in my hands.

“I’m sorry,” I said to the unconscious Brittany. “I’m sorry for everything. It’s all my fault. I was the one who took you to the club, made you drink and then made the first move. This is all my fault. I screwed everything up and I’m sorry about that. You left because of me. I’m so sorry that I fucked everything up.

“I have more self-control than you do when drunk. I knew what was happening and I just couldn’t’ stop myself. You looked so, so, so victimable, and yes, I did just make that word up. And now, because of me, you’ve been victimized. It my fault. I just want to talk to you about all this. I know that you read my texts and you know what I said and I just want to know how you feel about everything. But I can’t now. Just please wake up!”

I was in hysterics. Zayn walked into the room and wrapped his arms around me and I cried into his shoulder.

“Come on,” he whispered, “we need to go.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes you can. We have concerts we need to go to.”

“Go without me.”

“Lou, we all want to stay, but we can’t disappoint our fans. We can come back whenever we can, okay?”

I nodded slowly and stood up and followed Zayn out of Brittanys’ hospital room.

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Dereks’ POV

 

The British guys had left about an hour ago and Phil and I were monitoring Brittany, as in we just sat in her room and made sure her vitals and everything was good.

After a few hours of taking about football and other things, there was a knock on the door and Jess walked in.

“Did you get to meet them?” she asked quickly.

“Yes we did,” I replied.

“How amazing were they?”

“They were pretty cool,” Phil said.

“What about Zayn? Is his quaff as amazing as it is in pictures? Oh my god, he’s just so attractive and all of his tattoos! Gaaaaaaaaa! I love him!” Jess fangirled.

“Well good to know that you love him more than you love me,” Phil said sarcastically.

“Oh sweetheart, that could never happen,” she replied and walked over and gave her boyfriend a kiss. “Now how about you two go and get some dinner and I’ll watch her, okay?” Phil and I nodded and walked out.

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Jess’ POV

 

As I sat in the room of the Brittany Tom of One Direction, I started asking her questions. I knew she couldn’t reply, but I felt like they need to be asked otherwise I could go crazy.

“When I found out that you and Danny left One Direction, I got worried, even though I didn’t know you! Then Phil told me that they found some girl in an ally and her name was Brittany and she had a little baby with her, and I thought that it might’ve been you, even though I didn’t want it to be because means that you would’ve been hurt! But I never thought that it actually be you! I have so many questions for you! I've always wanted to meet you!”

 “What are they like?” I asked the unconscious Mummy Direction. “What do they do in their spare time? Who has the best abs? Is Louis really obsessed with carrots? Which one is the funniest? What are their favorite movies? Are any of them gay? Who’s Danny’s dad? They never told me that part when I was taking care of him. Have you slept with any of them? Does Harry really walk around naked? Is Liam really like the dad of the group? Have you met Paul? Of course you’ve met Paul! You were living with One Direction for fucks sakes!”

I kept talking to her and asking her questions until the door opened up and Derek and Phil walked in giving me really strange looks since I was talking to someone who couldn’t reply.

“Come on,” Phil said as he wrapped is arm around my waist, “Lets head home. Derek can cover my shift.”

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