"Harry why have you brought us all here?" Liam asks as I take them through to a private room in the clinic. I called Hayley yesterday and we spoke for a few hours trying to decide what's best for Emma, we've come up with a decision but I want to know what the lads and Emma's parents think before we go ahead with it.

"I need to tell you guys something." I sit the lads down in front of me and stand before them ready to explain. Eleanor, Perrie and Danielle all sit to the left of me, waiting patiently for the news.

"I'll go and call her parents." Hayley whispers in my ear, giving Niall a simple kiss on the cheek before exiting outside to call Emma's parents and inform them on the decision, asking for their advice on the matter.

"What's going on Harry?" Niall asks, worry overriding his features as his girlfriend exits the room.

"Emma's therapist spoke to me yesterday and informed me that Emma hasn't been taking her medication. That's why she's getting worse." I tell them, watching their jaws drop solemnly at this unexpected and disappointing news.

"W-why?" Eleanor stutters, her palm covering her mouth to hide her facial features.

"We don't know," a frustrated sigh escapes my lips, "but she gave me two options."

Their ears prick up, similarly to how mine did yesterday, and their eyes contain a hopeful glint. "What are the options?" Zayn speaks up, asking the question everyone was thinking.

"She can either stay here and be given a drip on a daily basis, or I can take her home and look after her myself." My voice pauses as I observe their expressions, wanting to know what they're thinking about all of this.

"She's staying here right?" Louis asks expectantly.

My eyes widen and I start to stutter, "w-well, I-I thought it'd be better if I took her home."

"No Harry, you can't take her home. You have no idea how to take care of her in this situation, you're not medically qualified. Sure you can comfort her, but you can't look after her as well as a qualified doctor." Louis continues.

"I know but-"

"Louis' right Harry," Niall cuts me off and I stare at them all in disbelief. "She needs to be around professionals. She isn't ready to come home yet." I take slight offence at their words.

"Harry calm down mate, we know it's hard for you but-"

"No!" I cut Zayn off with my abrupt answer, my voice raising in disgust. How can they think this? "You don't know!" I continue, "you have no idea how hard this is, I hate it. I hate not seeing her! So don't tell me that you know mate." I seethe at him, my height becoming intimidating.

"Don't be a dick Harry." Zayn stands, his face becoming very close to mine as we scowl at each other.

"HEY! Back off!" Perrie pushes me away from her husband creating a larger space to separate us.

"Harry," Hayley whispers in my ear sweetly after re-entering the room, her hand grasping her phone. The scowl remains on my face even though pained and frustrated tears fall from my eyes. "They want to speak to you." I clench my jaw and send Zayn a stern glare, snatching the phone from Hayley before walking out of the room.

"Hello?" I sniffle into the phone, my emotions high as I speak to my mother and father in law.

"Hello Harry." Marie's voice is soft. She clearly hears my sniffles and takes a deep breath, "it's okay sweetie."

"I'm sorry. For everything I've done. I'm so sorry." I cry to them without shame, I feel so helpless and I just want Emma to be back home and herself again.

"Harry take her home for me. I want you to take her home and look after her. Please." Emma's father speaks through the phone, his strong voice demanding and firm although he speaks to me with nothing but respect. This is his baby girl we're talking about and he knows I'll take care of her as best I can, I would do anything for her.

"Okay." I nod even though he can't see me. "Okay." My voice whispers inwardly more to myself for reassurance than to Emma's parents.

My thumb ends the call and I walk back into the private room where all of the lads are waiting for my return. I imagine that they're not very happy about my previous behaviour, I don't blame them really.

Their eyes pierce into me, coloured orbs like daggers in my skin, my jaw clenches and my nimble fingers rub my eyes to conceal the already fallen tears. I glance up and Zayn, his chocolate coloured eyes softening at the sight of me.

He walks over, his tattooed arms wrapping around me in a brotherly hug; I need this, I need them. "I'm sorry." I whisper in his ear and hug him closer.

"It's okay man, we're here for you. If you want to take her home, then do what you think is right." He mutters back to me, the rest of the lads crowding around the both of us and engulfing us in a large group hug.

"What did her parents say?" Hayley's voice is muffled until I pull away from the lads.

"They want me to look after her." I inform them all.

"So you're taking her home?" Danielle asks just to clarify.

"Yeah, I'm taking her home."

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