till death...

chapter eight

Harry's POV

I wake up around noon which is late for me but I'm not too hard on myself about it considering i've been getting up early the last few days. Weirdly I'm thinking about Louis. I've never been one to "chase" people but Louis's different. I find my self constantly thinking about him, I don't know how I feel about this.

I attempt to distract myself by calling my sister, who I haven't spoken to since I heard the big news. I sit on the small couch near the window and dial her number. I'm about to hang up when she answers.

"hello?" She answers like she's not sure who's calling.

"Gemma, It's Harry." I reassure her.

"Oh, Hi!" Her tone goes up 3 octaves.

"Uh-" I fiddle with my thumbs. "I just wanted to say congrats, ya know, on the engagement or whatever."

"Yeah, yeah thanks. I really wanted to tell you in person, time just got away from me so mum said she would let you know."

"No, I totally get it. It's fine." She goes silent and so do I. "So how long will everyone be gone for the wedding? Is dad going?"

"Um yeah, I think dads gonna be there and it's just gonna be over the weekend. Friday through Sunday night."

"Cool.... Cool."

It's starting to get awkward.

"I really wish you could come." Her voice drops again.

"Yeah, that'd be cool if I could. I'll probably have something going on anyways. Like a new treatment or scans." I lie, I won't have anything going on.

"Right..... Well I got some planning todo so I'll give ya a ring later, yeah?"

"Yeah, bye." I smile at the phone even though she can't see me. Then she hangs up.

I'm crying and I don't realize it until my eyes blur from my tears. I hate being the token sick kid that can't do normal things with his family. They're getting on planes and I'm getting on elevators to go to treatments. It's so unfair.

Randomly the door opens and Louis walks in. I quickly dry my tears before he notices.

"So I've figured out exactly what we should do today." He speaks so matter of factly.

"And what's that?"

"So first we go get lunch at that new Thai place downtown. Then we hit the mall and when we're done we could come back here and watch a movie." He looks so pleased with himself, there's no way I could say no.

"okay. I guess it's settled then." I get up, change clothes, and we're on our way.

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The hospital is so centrally located that we can practically walk everywhere. When we arrive to the restaurant we see a small line, probably because it's new and everyone wants to be the first to try it. We wait in the line that doesn't take more than 10 minutes. It's a small place and they serve the food on a conveyer belt buffet style. It's quite cool. I get 'Khao Pad' which is just fried rice but Louis loads his plate with a ton of foods I don't know.

"That's a lot." I look at him wide eyed.

"I'm a growing boy aren't I?"

"I guess you are." I chuckle.

The rest of lunch we make small talk, about our dreams, families, past, etc. I pay for his food like the gentleman I am, he put up a fight first but of course I end up winning. Then we're on our way to mall.

When we arrive it's not crowded, everyone seems to be at work or lunch. We stop in a few store but don't don't find anything. Until we get to H&M. I drag him inside against his will because he says he never can find anything here. I only come for the beanies.

"Since when do you where hats?" He questions as I search around in the hat section.

"Beanies specifically." I correct him. "I like to stock up." I'm now digging through a bin.

"A-ha! A three pack, perfect."

"It doesn't even get that cold here."

"It does when you don't have any hair." He looks shocked, almost embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I totally wasn't thinking."

"You're good mate. Let me just go buy these really quick and we can go."

He follows me to the check out.

"I bet you look hot in a beanie." He tries to renew himself.

"Oh I do." I look back and wink.

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After four hours we're finally back at the hospital.
We go to my room after we drop off his shopping bags in his room. We try to find a movie but nothing looks good so we decide on watching some re-runs of 'Friends'.

"I think i'd be Joey, wouldn't you agree?"

"Uh no. You'd 100% be Ross." He looks over at me. We're both laying on my bed that's almost too small for both of us, but we manage.

"I most definitely would not be Ross."

"Would too."

"WOULD NOT."

"WOULD TOO!"

I don't retaliate. I just stare at him...his lips.

"kiss me." I demand.

"What? We're watching TV."

"And?"

It's silent. I'm about to give up hope when he leans up, turns my way, then lands his lips on mine.

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Ahhhh are they gonna do it? Should they do it?! Idkkkkkk