Goodluck or Badluck {💯%}

8. Goblins...

Uma pov:
Honey Lemon gave Harry some antibiotics and he gritted his teeth a little as the needle went into his arm.
"It's okay..." I muttered to calm him down a little.
He looked at me and his forehead was a bit sweaty...
"It's gonna be okay." I said softly and I took his hand.
Honey Lemon looked at Harry for a moment and I looked at her.
"Will he be okay?"
"Yes, I believe so."
Harry looked at me and squeezed my hand.
"I... I'm not feeling good..."
"The antibiotics need some time to work, you'll feel better soon. I promise." Honey Lemon said.
Harry looked at her.
"Never make promises... you can't keep." and I saw a little bit of fear in his eyes.
"I do have some bad news..." Honey Lemon said and Harry looked up in terror.
I looked at Honey Lemon.
"What do you mean?"
"The chemo isn't working so we need a different treatment plan."
"Am I... gonna die?" Harry asked and I looked at him.
"Don't say that."
Honey Lemon sighed.
"We're trying to stay postive." Honey Lemon said and she looked at Harry and sighed.
"I have to check up on some other patients... If you need me you can push the red button to call me."
I nodded and Honey Lemom left.
I looked at Harry.
"You going to be okay."
He pointed at the floor and one of the papers of his charts was laying on the ground.
"It must've felt out..." I muttered.
I stood up and picked it up.
"What does it... what does it say?" Harry asked because he saw that my expression changed.
"I'll be right back..."
"Uma...?"

I walked to Honey Lemons desk, she wasn't there so I walked to another nurse. and threw the paper under her nose.
"Why didn't you told us about this?!"
The nurse looked at me.
"How-?"
"Cut the crap. He's dying!" and tears were streaming down my cheeks.
"He isn't dying, what are you talking about?" she looked at the paper.
"Catherine!" The nurse said and I saw that Honey Lemon was just leaving another room. She looked a bit confused but walked to another patient.
That other nurse walked to us and the first nurse looked at her.
"Why didn't you tell him about this?!"
"Because I was busy finding a bone marrow donor for him. That had priority. Which is hard since his blood type is AB-negative."
The nurse looked at me.
"I didn't know about this either. I... I should probably fill him in about this."

The two of us returned to Harry and he looked up.
"What's... What's going on?"
I sat down next to him and took his hand.
The nurse sighed.
"I didn't know about this but you're camcer has grown. It became more aggressive and you're going to need a  bone marrow transplant."
Harry swallowed and I squeezed his hand.
"When is that... is that gonna happen?" Harry asked and the nurse looked at him.
"We usually ask relatives for this...?"
Harry swallowed and he tried to answer but he couldn't.
I looked at the nurse.
"His father died... His mom is missing and his sisters returned to the isle of the lost."
Harry swallowed again and looked up.
"So I am dying."
"Don't say that Harry... We'll find a donor." I said and the nurse looked at him.
"We do have to find one by the end of the week, you're on top of the list. It's quite hard since your blood type is AB-negative."
Harry sighed and I squeezed his hand softly.
The nurse had to leave and I looked at him.
"It's the fact that my blood type is O-negative, then I would've done it..."
"It's okay... I just..."
He sat up.
"Villains don't get happy endings after all."
"Where did that came from?" I asked and he shrugged.
"It's always been inside me. My dad-"
"Screw him."
"He's already dead."
He sighed.
"I guess I'll see him soon again..."
"Harry don't say that. We will find a donor for you." I said and I had tears in my eyes because of the fact how calm he was about all this.
"Harry..."
But I saw one single tear rolling down his cheek.
"I'm gonna die..." Harry said.
"You don't know that." I said.
And suddenly Harry got furious, probably because of the chemo which was messing with his emotions.
"Well you don't know anything I'm going through! You're just sitting on the sidelines!" he yelled.
"Sidelines, that's what you call this?" and I pointed at my still bald head.
"Puh-lease. Like you said, using a spell. When I'm dead you're just gonna use a freaking spell!"
"Harry-"
"No shut the hell up! I'm a fucking obligation towards you, right?!"
"I never-"
"Well guess what, you've been set free!"
I swallowed, he didn't just...
A tear fell down my cheek as I ran onto the hallway.

Harry pov:
Uma just ran off and it was like some sort of switch was turned.
I looked at the door and sighed.
"What the hell did I do?"
Then I got pissed again about what I just did and threw my phone through the window, ripped the curtains apart and even though I was supposed to take it easy and stay in bed, I kicked the door  literally out of the door frame.
One of those nurses walked to me, it was that Honey Lemon womand and she grabbed me by my shoulders.
"Hey, that's enough."
"Let go of me!" I yelled and she looked right into my eyes.
"You need to have faith. Thatyou snapped towards your girlfriend, that just happend. But that wasn't you, it was the cancer speaking. She'll understand that. But right now? You need to stay in your bed and rest. Do you understand?"
She spoke like she knew me better then I even knew myself and I nodded once.
"Good, I'll make sure that someone is going to fix those things... You need to stay strong, okay?"
I nodded and that woman hurried away.
I sighed.
"What's the point? I screw everything up..."