One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Dannon's POV:

The short time I have been at the meadow, what I decided to call this place, I came to realise the multiple things I was able to do. For one I could change the meadow into anything I wanted which was cool, but I was fine with this type scenery so I kept it the same. I could create a being resembling any person I wanted, and trust, I was using that power right now. I am currently sitting beside the Ed Sheeran trying my best not to freak out.

'Ed' was telling me about his story of becoming a singer. The different ups and downs. The heartbreaks and laughs. Everything.

Now even though I had the power to have Ed Sheeran anytime I wanted, it was't my favourite power. My favourite power had to be that I could watch over the people I loved. I could make sure they were alright, and basically be their conscience by persuading them to do the right thing. That power would definitely come in use with my younger siblings and my son.
Speaking of my son I really wanted to see him even though it hasn't been that long since I first saw him. I don't know; it was probably a mum thing.

"Hey Ed," I said interrupting him in the middle of telling a story about how a fan broke into his dressing room.

"Yea?"

"Can we continue this conversation later? I have to go somewhere."

"Of course," he said as we stood up from the soft grass. "See you soon." And with that, and a genuine smile, he disappeared into thin air.

I let out a sigh before closing my eyes, and focused on my destination When I opened my eyes, I was facing towards a glass wall that looked into the NICU. In the back of the room I saw Louis with my baby in his arms. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of the two of them. Louis was telling him something, and whatever it was he was listening even though he didn't have clue to what Louis was saying. Probably just interested in the excited tune in Louis's voice. A tune Louis's voice almost always seemed to have.

Soon Louis phone started ringing, and a nurse that in the room said something to him before taking my baby, and putting him in his incubator. As the nurse was doing this, Louis was walking out of the NICU to answer his call.

I made my way beside Louis. Me being nosy, I put ear as close as possible to the phone so I could hear the whole conversation when a booming voice spoke through the speaker, "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, LOUIS! HARRY CALLED, AND SAID YOU WEREN'T IN YOUR FLAT! YOU HAVE REHEARSALS FOR THE TOUR IN THE MORNING, AND YOU'RE OUT AT ODD HOURS OF THE NIGHT!"

Louis and I both jumped back from the phone due to the yelling. The volume wasn't even up that high, but we were still able to hear very clearly.

Cautiously Louis put the phone back to his ear before speaking, "Simon, I'm in Doncaster. There was an emergency with Dannon. She could be dead by the morning." Once Louis stopped talking, I put my ear towards the phone, but not as close this time encase there was more yelling.

"What's the baby's condition?" Simon asked after a few moments of silence.

"He's perfect; it's Dannon that I'm worried about."

I could almost hear Simon rubbing his temples as he sighed through the phone, "About that Louis. This baby is a reliability. We can't just have the baby around if Dannon not even alive."

"What are you trying to say?" Louis asked switching his footing making me have to strain to hear what Simon had to say because of our height difference.

"If Dannon dies the baby dies as well."

"WHAT?!" Louis screamed, and started pacing the halls whilst I stood in my same spot.
I was absolutely gobsmacked. My baby would be killed if I died. I couldn't stay at the meadow; not now. Not when my son, my own flesh and blood's life is on the line. I had to find a way to wake back up.

I closed my eyes, and transported back to the meadow.

"Ashley!" I didn't know how to go back, but I knew she did. "Ashley, I know you can hear me! Ash-"

"You called."

I turned on my heel facing Ashley.

"I have to go back."

"I already told you. You have to want to go back."

"What kind of shit are you talking?! My baby's life is at risk! I need to go back! I want to go back!"

As soon as those words left my mouth everything went black. The clear, blue, sunny sky; gone. The soft, green grass; gone. The meadow, Ashley. All of it was gone. Nothing but darkness, but unlike before there wasn't any spinning which I am highly thankful for.

I began walking forward with my hand extended out in front of me hoping to find something.

"Hello," I said still walking, "is there anyone out there?" Absolute silence answered me. It was like I was moving through space. Completely empty space going on forever and ever.

I stopped walking, and put my arms down. It was useless. I wasn't getting anywhere. Wherever I were to go would only be more space.

All of a sudden I felt completely drain of any energy I once had. I don't know how long I've been in this between life and death world, but it felt like days, and I desperately needed a rest, so I just laid down where I was. It wasn't like there was a bed near by, so I made do.

As soon as my eyes closed I knew I was in different setting. First of all, I knew I was in a closed off space. Why I knew this is unknown to me, but I knew. Second of all, I was laying on a bed instead of the ground. Not that didn't matter anyway, because for some weird reason the bed was less comfortable than the ground. Lastly, I could hear the beeping of medical machines around me. I was in a hospital obviously; alive. Personally I never thought I would be so happy to be living, but I didn't mind surviving if it meant my son would be alright.

I couldn't wait to hold my baby. Yes I've seen him and all, but I haven't been able to hold him, and wanted him right now. All I have to do is open my eyes. It doesn't sound hard, but right now they felt like they were being held down by hundred pound weights. I didn't let that stop me though, and eventually I was able to pry my eyes open.

Like I assumed, I was in a hospital room, and as I was taking in my surroundings, I saw Louis sleeping in the reclining chair beside me.

"Louis wake up," I said snapping my fingers in front of him trying to get him up. I would have just got up to wake him, but the stitches in my stomach from my C-Section prevented me from doing so. "Louis!"

I huffed in annoyance. That boy could sleep through a thunderstorm if he wanted to. Then again it was probably really late, and he most likely stayed awake almost all night, so I really couldn't blame him.

I grabbed the buzzer from the table beside me, and paged for a nurse. Within a few moments a young nurse made her way into my room.

"Look who's up," she said as she pressed some button on one of the machines I was connected to. "and who's not up," she joked. "Do you want me to wake him for you?"

"No, but I would like to see my baby if that's possible."

"Of course I'll be right back." The nurse was gone, and in a matter of minutes she was back wheeling in my baby in his pram. "Here you go," she said handing my baby to me.

I couldn't help but cry tears of happiness. I finally get to have my baby in my arms, and it feels absolutely wonderful. His piercing blue eyes staring up at me, wanting to close, but was curious to the new face. This is my baby, and I'm going to keep him safe no matter what.

"Ma'am, would you like to name you son now?"

"Yes I would," I said not taking my eyes off of him. "His name is Spencer Anthony Wilson."

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