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Rolling With The Punches

Blond Hair, Files, And Leukemia

*Louis's POV*

We walked behind a nurse down the long hallways of the hospital. "Ok, just let me pull up the information so I can get you to be you need to be!" She told us cheerfully as she stepped behind a nurse's station. Liam nodded back to her as I looked over the faces of the other boys, they all looked as ecstatic as I felt. The boys and I had a two week brake from the tour and were spending it in LA, California. We decided that on our first day here, we wanted to stop at a hospital and perform for cancer patients and there family's. "Um, I can't seem to find the file, can you give me a moment?" She asked as she looked up from her desk. "We will just go sit over in the chairs whail we wait." I told the nurse as I gestered to the empty waiting area behind us.

We walked over and sat down and I soon started looking at the rooms around us. Because this was a hospital that allowed you to stay whail in a room during your battle, they were practicality small flats.They each had sliding glass doors with curates if you wanted privacy wait the rooms were painted in blight colors. The rooms still had hospital beds but they were probably queen sized and had fun bedding that matched the walls. They had a dresser, a flat screan, a full bathroom, a couch, 2 chairs, and even a small kitchen.

"Hey Val!" A teenager yelled as she ran up to the nurses station with a warped box in hand. They started talking, but I couldn’t make out the convocation. What I could make out though wad a perfect view of the girl. Her blond wavy hair flowing freely to her mid back and her green eyes sparkled although they were fill of pain. She talked to the nurse for a wile befor she hoped over the counter and started rummiging through a fileing cabnit. "Do you think she knows who we are and she is just ignoring us?" I whispered to Harry who was sitting next to me. "I don't think she even seen us." He replyed, not even looking up from his phone.

*Jamie's POV*

The car pulled into the parking garage. I glanced in the rearview mirror at my sleeping daughter and could not help but smile. "Ill drops you off at the door. You run along and get checked in, Bella and I will meet you up there when I'm done parking the car." My brother told me from the driver set, disrupting my thoughts. I nodded as he pulled up to the side of the hospital. I opened the door and fought back tears. I was about to step out of the car when Jacob grabbed my tam and turned me to face him. "We are going to be ok, alright?" He asked as he took my face in his hands and kissed my forehead. I nodded a reply and made my way out of the car, with a present in hand, and into the hospital I knew all to well. I walked to the elevator with and pressed the number six, the cancer floor.

I walked down the quiet hallway. "Val!" I yelled as I run up the nurse’s station and handed her the gift. "You remembered?" She asked surprised as she looked down at the perfectly wrapped box. "Val, I was practically raised her by you and my brother. How could I forget your birthday?" I teased her. "Im just surprised that's all." She replyed with sad eyes. "So what room am I in?" I asked as I looked around her station for my folder. "I haven't had time to get it out yet, I'm looking for the information on where that band, that's performing, needs to go. Do you mind pulling it out?" She asked. I nodded and jumped over the counter to get inside the station, not even bothering to take the time to use the gate.

“OK I found the paper!” Val screamed as she healed it up in the air victoriously. I laughed and turned back to the feeling cabnit. “Ok, it looks like you are going to the main meeting room to talk to the hospital board before your performance.” She told the band. “And how do we get there?” a familiar British voice asked politely. “Jamie can show you!” Val told them happily as I pulled my file out. “Of course.” I said as I turned around and laid my eyes on the band, I froze. “Is she ok?” Zayn asked Val in a concerned voice. “Yup, her her daughter, and her best friend are huge fans.” Val told them as she laughed hard. I snapped out of my state an opened my file to read. “Ok, im in room 666, so can you tell Jacob to meet me there when he comes up?” I asked Val as I jumped back over the counter. I started walking down the hall with the boys hot on my trail.

*Louis’s POV*

Jamie started down a hallway as the boys and I followed close behind. “So you have a daughter? How old is she, you don’t really seem old enough to have a kid.” Liam asked as he walked on the opposet sid of her than I was. “Isabella is three; I had her when I was 16.” She told us as she looked at the ground trying to hide the shame that flooded onto her face. “Oh, so Jacob must be Isabella’s father?” Harry questioned from behind us. I was expecting her reply to be yes, but instead she busted into hysterics. “NO! Jacob…H-he’s my…b-brot-ther.” She managed to say between her gasping for breath. “Her father is not in the picture.” She said a bit cold one she regained her composure.

“So what are you in here for?” Niall asked nervously. Obviously we all knew she had cancer, otherwise she wouldn’t have a file or a room. “Lucama, I start chemo therapy in two days.” She told in a way you could hear the pain in her voice. “So how long are you guys in town?” she asked cheerfully as she changed the subject quickly. “Two weeks.” I replyed with a huge smile on my face. “That’s cool, what…” Jamie suddenly staggered backwards as she placed a hand to her head. I quickly snaked my arm around her waist to help her regain her balance. She blinked a few times before she straitened back up and faced the boys and I. “Sorry, my sight went blurry for a second, just another day in the life of a leukemia patient.” She told us with a small smile as she tried to play off the spell she had just had.

“Any ways here we are!” she said as she gestured to a big door on the other side of us. “Are you coming to the performance?” I asked hopeful. “What time is it?" “5 to 6.” Zayn quickly replyed when I looked at him after realizing that me dident know. “Isabella and I will be there!” she said joyfully before waveing goodbuy and making her way down the hall.

Notes

What did you guys think? Let me know! If you haven’t already, check out my other story Let Go! Sorry for the errors! ~M

Comments

Isaiah
mamma direction mamma direction
8/23/13
Nick
ari_1D_13 ari_1D_13
5/29/13
No one should be giving you mean comments. They have no idea what you have been going through. DOont worry about them your fine take as much time as you need
ari_1D_13 ari_1D_13
5/2/13
@Imogen_1d_omg
Thank you. Anothter chapter should be up tonight
LoveBo LoveBo
4/13/13
Hope he gets well soon :). I'm really sorry about that and I totally understood. Can't wait to read more! xx
hellogoodbye hellogoodbye
4/13/13