One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Dannon's POV:

It was like I was awake with my eyes closed. Like the world around me was spinning at 100 times a second, but if it wasn't for my need to puke my guts out I wouldn't have even realised because of how dark it was. So dark if I were to put my hand in front of my face I would not have seen it.

Soon everything stop when I heard a somewhat familiar voice call my name. The dark scenery started to disappear, and was replaced with a field. Nothing but a single oak tree with a swing tied to its branches, and healthy green grass was here; where ever here was.

To be honest I like it here. It was very peaceful. A peacefulness I haven't been acquainted with for a whilst now.

I just now realised how different my appearance was from the last time I checked. Instead of my comfortable lounging clothes, I was wearing plain, yet very beautiful, long white dress that stopped right above my ankles. My short bleach dyed hair was once again its long fiery red self. Even though I wasn't able to see to know for sure, I knew my eyes were absent of those irritating brown contacts.

I moved my bare feet across the smooth grass towards the swing when I heard my name being called by the same voice from earlier.

My body whipped around facing the source of the voice. At the sight of her my heart dropped, and so did I to my knees. Tears were running down my as she neared towards me leaving only a metre between us.

"I'm s-so sorry. P-please, please don't hurt me," my voice cracked as my whole shook with sobs.

My head was bent down so I didn't know that she had come closer to until her hand was on my shoulder.

I let out a shriek, and fell back where I was sitting W style.

"It's okay Dannon," Ashley said. "I don't want to hurt you. Those were just dreams; this isn't a dream."

I looked up at her completely confused. She was dead. This had to be a dream, but at the same time everything seemed too realistic to be one.

"Come with me I will explain everything," she said taking my hand to help me up.

The short time it took to get to the swing gave me a chance to take in her new appearance, which was so different I was surprised I even reconised her.

Her dirty blonde hair barely made it pass her shoulders framing her tan face, which looked, in my opinion, much better than being caked in pounds make up. Freckles covered the skin on her arms and cheeks. Like my dress, her's stopped right above her ankles, but instead of it being all white, it had some black spots on it.

I sat down on the swing letting it sway back and forward a bit. Still feeling kind of guilty for what happened to Ashley, I kept my head facing the ground below me.

"Danny look at me please," Ashley said putting her hands on my shoulders. When I didn't respond, she squatted in front of me taking my face in both of her hands to raise my face to where I was looking at her.

"Before I can explain anything to you, you must know that I don't put any blame on you for what happened to me."

"But I-"

"No!" she cut me off. "You couldn't have done anything. If you would have stood up to him you would have been dead along with your baby. Do you understand me?"

I nodded my head before she stood up in front of me.

"You are in between life and death," Ashley said like it was absolutely nothing making me look at her like she had grown two heads.

"Wha-? Where's my baby?" I asked. This was the first time I realised that my stomach was flat, and I wasn't as big as a house.

"Your baby is perfectly fine. He will have to stay in the hospital for a few weeks since he was born early, but besides that he will survive."

"Well how do I get back to him?" I asked as my arms wrapped around my stomach missing the presence of my son.

"It's simple, but at the same time difficult. You have to want it."

"But I do want it. So why am I still here?"

"Rather you realise it or not there is a part of you that doesn't want to go back. A part that wants to stay here, and only you persuade that part to want to go back."

That sounded completely idiotic to me.

'Why would I want to stay here when I could be with baby? I want to go back!' I thought to myself, but at that moment as I sat on the swing a small voice entered my mind.

'If you stay here, you don't have to be anyone's play toy.'

"If you really want to go back, you have to decide quickly. You don't have much time." And with that said Ashley left me alone with my thoughts.

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Louis's POV:

Everything around me seemed like it had stopped. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. My heart was beating at a speed, possibly, unknown to man. I was in my own world until my mum's voice brought me back to reality.

"Are you going to be here when Alyssa wakes up?" I could tell she was trying her best to not let it show that she had been crying, but I knew she had, and probably still was.

I told my mum I would be there as soon as I could before I got in my car, and started driving the three hours to the hospital Dannon was at. The whole car ride I couldn't help but think of the worst, and no amount of music would push the thoughts from head, which just made me more of a nervous wreck than I'm already am. I was surprised I wasn't in accident because of the lack of attention I was paying to the road, but nevertheless I made it to the hospital safely.

Once I was informed on where to go, I ran to the floor where Dannon was. I took the stairs to the third floor not even bothering with the lift since the lift would have taken much longer anyway.

When I opened the stairway door, I instantly saw my mum a few metres away, and rushed towards her.

"Oh my God, Louis," my mum said engulfing me into a hug. "I don't even know what happened. She was fine the whole day, but after din- s-she was so-o pale." Her whole body was shaking as she into the crook of my neck. "I do-on't even kno-ow how I've been able to k-keep my sanity being here alone. Dan's h-home w-with girls. I'm s-so glad you c-came."

"Of course I came," I said pulling away from her. "Where's Alyssa?"

"She's in t-there," she said pointing to the door behind me, "but we c-can't go in until she's stable."

I nodded my head in response when a nurse came towards us.

"Would you two like to see the baby?" she asked.

I quickly answered 'yes', but my mum shook her head as she wiped the tears, that had rolled down her face. "I should s-stay here before I end up having to b-be checked into the hospital next door, but be sure to get a picture of the little guy for m-me."

"Okay," I said, and left with the nurse up to the fourth floor to the NICU.

Once I had on scrubs, and sanitised my hands, I was allowed in, and I was led to an incubator in the back of the room.

"Do you want to hold him?" the nurse asked.

"Yea," I said whilst nodding my head.

She opened the door on the side of the incubator, and handed me the baby.

He was so small I could hardly feel him in my arms. His eyes flutter open, letting me see his bright blue, that he definitely had gotten from his mum, but besides his eyes and light skin tone he looked just like his dad. His biological dad that is. I meant what I said, I don't care what any DNA test said this was my baby.

"Hi baby boy. I'm your dad," I said before giving him a kiss on his head.

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