You look around the darkened hospital room, trying to believe that everything that just happened is real.  You're suprised the doctors actually let you all in the room at once.  The beeping sound of Harry's heartbeat comforts you.  It lets you know he's still alive, at least for now. 

He was accidentally shot by Marcy when he jumped in front of the bullet meant for you.  You knew Marcy would stop at nothing for revenge and to kill you once in for all.  The same thing happened to your mother so many years ago.  Marcy took your mother away.  Now she will soon succeed in taking Harry.

The police at Liam's house advised you all to go to the hospital to say goodbye to Harry as the wound the bullet made proved fatal.  He's been unconsious ever since they put him under to remove the bullet from his chest. 

The boys are taking turns saying their goodbyes, and now it's Zayn's turn.  He is kneeling by his bed, holding his friends hand and talking softly to his peaceful face.  You can't hear much because he's talking so quietly, but you think its something about how he can't believe he's going to lose such a great friend.  You look to your left to see the tears pouring down Niall's cheeks.  Liam has somehow managed to keep the tears back, but Louis broke a long time ago, when it was his turn.  He has stopped crying now, but his cheeks are still wet. 

Zayn stands up.  "Good bye, Harry," he says.  He walks away from the bed, letting Harry's hand slip from his. 

Liam smiles at him, and Zayn gives him a weak smile back through the tears.  Niall takes a deep breath and approaches the bed, it being his turn.  He is expected to kneel down like Zayn did, but instead he throws his body across Harry's chest and sobs.

"Don't...don't hurt him now," Louis says, his tears coming back.

After five minutes of complete silence except for the beeping and Niall's sobs, he stands up and says goodbye.  When he reaches the boys again, he falls into Zayn's arms and continues to sob. 

That's when you carefully approach Harry's bed.  He looks even more peaceful close-up.  At least he's not in any pain.  You kneel next to him and take his hand. 

"Harry," you start.  "I can't believe everything that just happened.  Thank you for saving me.  I wish you didn't, but you know what's best for me and everyone else.  You let Davis keep his mother but now he will be without one of his fathers.  You're a good father, Harry.  I love you."

You stop, suddenly realizing Harry really cannot hear anything you're saying.  "Harry..." you whisper.  "I wish you would wake up so I could tell you how much I love you."

Harry takes in a deep breath and you hear his heart rate go up a bit.  Confused, you look up into his face to see him looking straight at you. 

"Harry!" you say.  "You're awake!  Oh Harry, are you alright?  I love you so much...I don't want to lose you Harry, I love you so much, I..."

"(Y/N)," he says.  "Where...where am I?"

"You're at the hospital!"

"The hospital..." Harry says.  He looks about the room with a blank expression.  "I'm going to die, aren't I?"

"Don't say that!" you plead.  "You could still live!  Harry, don't die!  I need you!  Please...you can't leave me, I love you."

"I...love you, too," Harry says.  "But...I feel like I'm...dying."

"No, don't die!"

"I don't think...I have much of a...choice," Harry says between breaths.  "But it's okay.  I'll be alright no matter what happens to me."

"What about Davis?" you ask.

"You can raise him all by yourself," Harry says.

"But I don't want to do it alone!"

"I never...said you had to.  You've got the other boys to help you."

"Harry..." you whisper.  "I love you."

"I...love you...too."

The boys approach the bed from all sides. 

"We're not singing the songs without you, Harry," Liam says.

"What?" Harry asks.  "But...you have to.  Everyone was so excited." 

"We're not doing it without you," Zayn says again.  

"But what about...the fans?" Harry asks.  "What...about management?"

"Don't talk about management on your death bed, Harry," Louis says with a disgusted look on his face.  "Talk about us, instead.  Remember all the fun times we had on tour?"

"Like the time we went to Japan!" Liam says.

"Oh, that was amazing," Niall says. 

"What about when we played Madison Square Gardens?" Zayn asks.

"That was sick," Louis says.

Harry smiles.  

"Then there was that time when a bird pooped in Zayn's hair," Louis says.

Everybody laughs. 

"I remember that!" Liam says. 

"Oh, remember when we all went to Sweden and got sick off the Swedish food?" Niall asks.

"Ah...disgusting!" Zayn says, sticking out his tounge. 

Harry chuckles a bit.

"I'm remembering all the times we played with Nerf guns on the bus!" Louis says.

"Ooh, remember when Liam got really mad when Harry shot him in the eye?"

Everybody laughs. 

"Do you remember that, Liam?" Zayn asks.

Liam rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.  "Yes, I remember..." he says. 

"Do you remember that, Harry?" Louis asks.  "...Harry?"

Everyone looks at Harry.  His eyes are closed, but thank goodness he's breathing heavily.  He has fallen back asleep.

"The boy needs his rest," a doctor said from the doorway. 

You and the boys reluctantly take one last look at Harry before leaving the dark room and walking out into the blinding light in the hall.

Harry was expected to be dead by that next morning.  He shocked everyone when he was still alive a week later.  You and the boys visited him often in this time, making the most of every moment.  Usually they just talked about random things, to keep spirits up.  They even got to sing a lot of the new songs they wrote.  Harry's voice cracked a lot, and when he was out of breath, they were sure to stop.  Harry said he felt pain in his chest sometimes, and you were unfortunate enough to be in the room when a sharp pain struck him.  He gasped and his head flew back.  His eyes were closed tight and he sat there with clenched fists for a few terrible seconds until he finally calmed down again.  The pain was dangerously close to his heart, which worried you and the boys.  Once the pain got so bad you were asked to leave the room for a few minutes.  He took lots of naps, which you didn't necessarially mind.  But you would rather spend Harry's last moments talking to him than watching him sleep. 

Very, very slowly Harry seemed to get better.  He was still shocking the doctors and left them wondering what exactly was keeping him alive, but you know.  It's you, and Davis...the boys, and the music.  When he could stay awake for hours at a time, you finally let Davis come in and see him.  Davis was confused at why exactly Harry was in the hospital, and he will probably never know.  Harry kept telling him how interesting of a boy he was, and how good he was to his mother.  Sometimes he would talk as if he was still going to die, which was certainly a possibility.  He would tell Davis that he needs to help the other boys take care of you at all costs, making you smile. 

Today, Davis is at home being babysat by Sophia, and you and the boys were in Harry's room when you got some amazing news.

"He'll live!" the doctor says, looking over his clipboard.  "His blood pressure is normal, and his injury is healing nicely!  He'll be able to leave the hospital within a week." 

"That's great, Harry!" Louis says, shaking his shoulder. 

Harry smiles.  "I thought I was going to die.  I really did."

"We did, too," Zayn says.  

"I guess we'll be able to sing those songs live someday after all!" Niall says.

Three days later, Harry leaves the hospital.  Right away he is taken to Liam's to relax.  All of the boys are sitting on the couch, drinking some tea Sophia made for them.  Harry has been laughing almost non-stop at Louis' jokes, which makes you smile.  Once in a while Harry flinches and touches his chest where the bullet was, but he says it's nothing.  

You rest your hand on your belly and are suddenly suprised.  Your belly's sticking out a bit farther than usual.  Could it be...a...baby bump?  Your eyes grow wide and make sure it's hidden well under your hoodie.  You try to forget about it and laugh at a funny face Louis made at Liam for accidentally nudging him. 

"Hey..." you say.  "Has anybody seen Niall?"

Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Not again!" Harry says, laughing.

Louis only shrugs and continues his funny story.  For some reason you just can't concentrate and decide to look for Niall.  After a few minutes you suddenly hear a guitar being played softly.  But where is it coming from?  You walk across the hall and into the next room that holds a large patio door.  Peeking out it, you see Niall among the trees, staring straight at you.  He's wearing a suit, which you find strange.  He's playing the most beautiful music you've ever heard.  When you slowly open the door and step out, he smiles.  You smile back and raise an eyebrow before walking to him.

"Hi," he says, stopping the strings.

"Hey," you say back.  "What...what are you doing out here?  Why are you wearing a suit?"

"Well..." he begins.  "This wasn't exactly the place I wanted to do this, but..."

He kneels down on one knee and look up into your face with his perfect blue eyes.  "(Y/N," he says.  "Will you...marry me?"

All of a sudden he was holding a beautiful ring up to you.  You gasp and place your hand on your chest. 

"Niall..." you whisper.  "It's beautiful."

Niall says nothing and looks longingly up into your face. 

"Niall..." you say again, not knowing exactly what to say. 

"Hey guys!  Management's here!" Liam yells from the door.  "They say they need to speak with us right now!  It's something really important!"

Niall stands up slowly.  You look up into his face with your mouth agape.  You are horrified to see tears slowly beginning to form in the corner of his eyes.

"C'mon," he says to your surprise.  "We had better...um...see what management wants."

Then he walks past you and toward the door.   Sighing, you follow and soon you're both in the living room with the rest of the boys and three men from management.

"Hello boys," one of the men say.  "We would like to offer you something very special."

"Let's get to the point, should we?" Louis says.

"Ah yes," the man says.  "We understand that you boys have been recording many new songs.  What's the point if you can't sing them live?"

"That's what we were wondering..." Louis says under his breath, and Liam flicks him in the head.

"We are offering you boys a contract that includes a worldwide tour."

The boys' mouths drop.

"A...tour?" Zayn repeats. 

"Exactly.  You boys still remember what that is, don't you?" the man asks with a smile. 

"You will sing all of the songs on your new album plus a few singles during this tour that will last about a year.  We expect millions of dollars in profit.  Each.  Are you boys up for it?"

Huge smiles spread across the boys' faces. 

"We'll take it!" Louis shouts. 

"We're getting a tour!" Harry shouts at the top of his lungs. 

The man only laughs as the boys jump around screaming.  "Nothing has changed with them," he tells the man beside him.

The boys don't even notice the men leave.  The boys are way too happy to even notice Niall in the suit.  You look with worry at Niall.  He's happy, but there's still that disappointment in his eyes.  But what were you supposed to do?  You couldn't say yes!  The other boys love you, too!  And saying no would have just broken his heart!  Why did Niall even have to pop that question?  He knows it's complicated!  The poor boy. 

"Ah, love!" Louis says, snapping you out of it.  "This will be great!  You'll come on tour with us and we'll all have a blast!  Don't worry about Davy--we'll get something arranged for him."

"Unless she plans on bringing him!" Zayn suggests.

"Are you crazy?" Liam asks.  "We can't just bring an eight-year-old boy around the world.  He's not ready for such a big thing like that!"

"This will be so fun!" Harry says.  "I can't wait!  We'll have all the fun we used to have!"

"Boys..." you say.

"Yup, and it'll be even crazier now that we're older!" Zayn says.

"Boys!" you say again.

"We'll all have the time of our life, especially with (Y/N) along!" Liam says.

"BOYS!" you scream. 

A silence instantly falls over the house.  The boys stare at you, wondering what on earth they did wrong. 

"I think..." you say.  "I'm pregnant."

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Author's Note

This is the end of the book, guys!  Thank you for being patient with my chapters!  This story didn't go as smoothly as I wanted it to, but I hope you enjoyed all of the surprises. If you guys liked the story, how will I ever know if you don't comment?   

There WILL be a sequel to this.  I have no idea what it will be called, but I do have a basic plot figured out.  If you have ANY suggestions that you want to see in the next book, make sure to comment or message me! 

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