Darling, just hold on

30. The story of my life

Saturday 02/04/2011

Jay's POV

I wake up to noise that comes from the kitchen. It is 07.40 so I go downstairs to check what it is.

'Hey mom, we are making breakfast. It will be ready in 5 minutes.' Louis tells me when he sees me. Him and Harry were preparing breakfast for the whole family.

'Thanks, I will go and wake up the kids and Dan. They will be stoked.' I tell them and I go upstairs. 

I haven't told anyone except my mom about me having leukemia. Dan and I have discussed it and we will tell them if I get worse, but for now, there are no need for them to worry. 

Louis and Harry told me that they would record the video of telling Harry's story today so they can publicize it at midnight from Sunday to Monday. I wake up Dan first who goes to Doris and Ernest while I go to Lottie and Fizzie. Last, I wake up Phoebe and Daisy and we all go downstairs together.

Harry's POV

Louis and I just arrived at the studio where we are going to record my story. Jeff has made everyone who is in the studio with us, sign a contract about not telling anything that is said before the video gets released.

Louis and I are sitting in a sofa in front of a few cameras. I'm glad Louis is doing this with me because I'm not sure if I would have been able to do it alone. Niall, Liam and Zayn have just arrived 5 minutes ago, but they will stay behind the camera.
Jay and Dan had already told me, it was okay to talk about them. Even if it would mean their identity went public.

'Okay, quiet everyone. We are gonna start recording in 3 2 1 go.' Jeff says and I begin. I'm glad I have written some points down that I won't be lost.

'Hello everyone. I'm Harry Styles. I know a lot of you are wondering what happened that I had to go home when my first album just got released and why Louis came with me.
I'm very nervous to make this video because I think that if I want to explain what happened, I have to explain my life basically.
A lot of you have already let me know on Instagram and Twitter that I don't have to explain, but verry soon, a lot will be public anyway so I wanted to be the one to tell you.' I look Louis and he sighs that I'm doing great and to keep going.

'So, my parents divorced when I was three years old and my sister and I went to live with our mom. She was really great and I loved her very much. She is the one who thought me how to play the piano and we sang at home all the time. She was a graduate at the royal conservatorium in flute and played in the national orchestra.'

'She was also there every step of the way, when I was admitted in the hospital when I couldn't breathe. It was my first asthma attack and we didn't know what was going on. I was six years old at the time. I don't have them often, but when I do, most of the time I'm fine with a few puffs from my inhaler. It was always my mom, my sister Gemma and me.'

'Everything was good but mom died when I was 12 and Gemma and I had to move to live with our dad who we hadn't seen since the divorce. My dad had remarried and all of the sudden, Gemma and I had a stepmom, stepsister and a stepbrother.
Dad wasn't prepared at all to have all of the sudden two extra kids with him and he focused him on his job and was almost never home.
My stepmom wasn't very nice to Gemma and I so when Gemma turned 18, she moved out immediately.
Because we moved, I had to change schools. I changed a lot in this period. I went from this happy kid without any worries, to a really quiet kid, who was scared to do even a presentation in class. Other kids in my school thought it was funny to call me names or to let me trip in class.
I got an escape in my notebook, where I doodled really bad and I wrote poems in.'