Stronger (Sequel to I Wish)

I reccomend you read 'I Wish' before this one.

It has been one and a half years since Kirsty last saw the members of One Direction. They haven't contacted each other at all over this period so Kirsty has not told them that she is pregnant.
Her pregnancy was unwanted and unexpected and the father is her rapist ex-boyfriend Dylan, who again did it to her 7 months after she had moved away from the boys and out of her Dad's house.
Kirsty, now 18, is now nearing her due date. When she is putting up her decorations in time for Christmas, an early, unexpected present arrives at her door.


26. What Just Happened?

Louis' POV

I run around the ground floor, checking the kitchen, living room and even the airing cupboard to try and find where Kirsty was. Just then, I thought about the bathroom down here, I run over to it and skid to a halt when I see a bloody vegetable knife dripping on the tiled floor, and a small pool of blood next to it.

This is all my fault, I think to myself as I run into each of the boys' bedrooms - asking each of them where Kirsty was. They all didn't know and then I got to Harry's room. I burst in and saw Harry walking into his bathroom with just his boxer shorts on.

'Do you know where Kirsty is? Please tell me that you know where she is!' I scream at him and he glances over to the bed. 

I follow Harry's gaze to find Kirsty stirring over the far end of the bed. 'You're a dumbass Louis.'

'Why is she in your bed?' I ask angrily.

'Well guess who found her in the middle of slicing herself to pieces? What, no thank you for saving her life? What a great best mate you are,' Harry scoffed at me.

'Look, I don't appreciate how you're always there to save her. That's for me to do,' I glower at Harry.

'She's been in here for about an hour, so if I would've let you 'save her' then she would've bled to death. It's nice how you consider her,' Harry snaps at me and I realise that if Harry wasn't there, Kirsty would've died.

'Harry, I'm sorry and thank you for helping her,' I stare at him and then look at Kirsty, who is now sitting up, covering herself with the duvet. She is crying.

'You really think I would get back together with him after what he did to me?' Kirsty sobbed.

'No, no. It's jus-'

'Hurtful,' Harry frowns.

'Shut up Harry. Louis, don't you trust me?'

'I do, I swear! It's him I don't trust,' I say and move a step closer to her.

'Again, hurtful,' Harry says and frowns at both of us.

'Shut up, Harry!' Kirsty and I say in unison, but keep straight faces.

'I don't like how this has turned out, but tomorrow, it's a new day. I want to enjoy it and be happy because I'm choosing my wedding dress,' Kirsty says.

'Give me a hug,' I smile at her and wrap my arms around her, but she doesn't do the same. 'Why won't you hug me properly?'

She still doesn't hug me properly again, so I decide to make a fuss. 'Kirsty, why have you got such a tight grip on that duvet cover and not on me?'

'No reason, if you want to hug me, just hug me okay?' She snaps but I just stare at her. 'You know what, I want to sleep so can I have some peace?'

Kirsty lays down and faces away from me, and I know she's hiding something. I place a hand on her bare shoulder but she shakes it off.

'Harry, you guys did it last night, didn't you?' A cloud of water blurred my vision and a sad look was plastered on my face.

'Look, Louis we-'

'No, I don't want to hear it,' I snap at him and Kirsty stand's up. She was in a strapless bra and pants, and she was covered in scars.

'Look, I'm not naked. You saw the proof you wanted to see,' Kirsty had tears rolling down her face.

'What did you do to yourself?' I ask.

'Dylan came back, it was too much for me to handle so I started cutting, okay?' Kirsty shouted at me and then just passed out.

'Kirsty! Kirsty, wake up!' I put her in the recovery position and Harry calls an ambulance. 

'They will be here in a few minutes, just keep her in the recovery position,' Harry yelled at me and ran out of the room.

A few minutes later, paramedics burst into the room and strap Kirsty to the bed. They carry her out of the house in a matter of seconds and she, Harry and I are in the back of the ambulance. She has a mask on and she is breathing, but her eyes are closed.

She is wheeled into Accident and Emergency quickly and is immediately transferred to a proper hospital bed. The doctor comes over to examine her, and said they need to take a CT scan to figure out what the problem is.

It's now 4am and Kirsty has only just arrived back to her place, Harry and I rush over to her bed and ask the doctor what the problem is.

'Well, Kirsty seems to have a cancerous tumor in her brain. It may have to be removed if she has more that two of these episodes a day, but she will definitely need to come here for a check up every week. We need to feed her and make her go to the toilet, but after that, she should be able to be discharged. Just remember if anything else happens, just call us,' the doctor told us and I break down in tears.

Kirsty pushes herself up to eat her hospital chicken and only manages to eat 4 forkfuls. She slides off of the bed and wanders over to the toilet, coming out two minutes later. She isn't talking, and I'm now really worried about her.

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