'Little Things' - (17+) Mature Content - Please Be Advised
It's just after 7 pm by the time Niall, Zayn, Harry and I get home. I'm exhausted. I walk into the front room and throw myself on the couch. "Tired Liv?", someone asks.
"Uh, huh", is all I can muster before falling fast asleep. Someone wraps their arms around me, Niall I assume, and carries me upstairs to bed.
I wake around 11pm to the sound of my phone ringing. I'm alone in the bed as I sit up and grab it off my night table. "Uh, hello?, Yes, this is she...", my hands start shaking and my heart races as I listen to the person on the other end of the line. I jump out of bed like a rocket, I'm still in my clothes, and race downstairs, sobbing uncontrollably, "NIALL!", I scream, racing down the stairs. Just as he and the others reach the bottom of the stairs I fall, missing the last 3 steps. Hands are on me in an instant keeping me from hitting the floor.
Niall wraps his arms around me "Jesus Christ, Liv, you scared the shit out me. Are you ok?", he snaps.
I'm fighting for control as everyone watches in confusion, "H-Hospital...", is the only word that I can get out.
"What's the matter? Is it the baby? Liv!", everyone is panicking now as they try to understand me.
I force myself to take a deep breath, "Amelia!" I sob looking at Zayn and I can tell by the expression on his face he understands.
"Let's go, we have to get to the hospital...", Zayn shouts. Niall scoops me up in his arms and we all run for the heli. All I can do is sob on the way there. The others are asking me questions but I can't answer.
We walk up to the admitting desk in the emergency room. "Can you tell me where Amelia Lexington is please?", Zayn's voice is shaking. The lady types her name into the computer.
"Oh, she's one of the victim's from the children's shelter tonight. Shame. She's in surgery. 7th floor..." The colour drains from Zayn's face at her words, and my trembling starts again. We make our way upstairs and are directed to a waiting room, until we can be given more information. I'm laying across some chairs with my head in Nialls lap. I can't stop shaking.
Then, a policeman walks in, "Anyone here for Amelia Lexington?" Zayn jumps up and I sit up not feeling confident enough to stand on my own two feet.
"What happened?", Zayn asks.
"From what we can tell, a child's father came looking for her at the shelter this evening and when he couldn't find her, he took his anger out on some of the staff...", he explains.
"Sophie?", I whisper.
"Yes, that's the little girl's name", he answers.
"Did he hurt her?" Zayn asks.
"No, thanks to Amelia's quick thinking. She hid the little girl in a cupboard, before the SOB came into the room. She saved that little girl's life. He beat her up pretty badly though. She was barely breathing when we got her here...", he says.
I lay my head back down on Niall's lap.
"Liv? Liv? Shit. Can you sit with her a second, I'm going to go get a nurse...", Niall says. He lifts my head and gets up. Someone else sits down. I'm not sure how much time passes until I hear, "Liv, we're going to go with this nurse for a minute. She's just going to check you out, love. Then we'll come right back..." He lifts me and puts me in a wheelchair.
"I shouldn't of let her stay there alone...", I whisper, burying my face in my hands. Liam wraps an arm around my shoulder.
"Mia's one of the strongest people I know Zayn, she'll pull through this...", Katie reassures.
About an hour later Niall comes back, alone. "Liv ok?", Lauie asks.
"They gave her something to help calm her down. Her blood pressure was high. She's ok right now. What about Amelia?", Niall asks.
"Nothing yet...", I answer.
Just then, a man in a white coat comes in, "Who's here for Amelia?", he says. We all stand.
"Come with me please...", he says as he leads us into a private waiting room. If it was good news, they wouldn't need to bring us to a private room.
"This isn't good, is it?", I say.
"I wish it were better news... She's suffered massive head trauma which caused bleeding in her brain. The surgery was to relieve some of the pressure that was building up in her head. Right now, she's in a coma. If she has family I would contact them...", he says. My face floods with tears.
"What are you saying?" Niall asks.
"I'm saying there's a very real possibility that she won't last the night".
Sobs erupt all around the room.
I can't breath.
"Niall where's Olivia?", I whisper. She's the closest thing I have to Amelia right now.
"Down the hall second door on the left...", Niall says.
I walk to her room.
She's asleep on the bed.
I lay down next to her and pull her against my chest... and cry.