Lirry Stayne One Shots

A Part Of Me

Liam has cancer. And soon just 24 hours.

*Warning you may cry, I did*

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Liam rolled over in the bed. He rubbed his head, the baldness reminding him that he was living through hell. The only think keeping him alive was Harry. Only thing worth fighting for was his love for Harry, his want to see Harry happy.

"Good morning baby!" Harry sat down on the bed. His cheeriness was all an act, everyone knew that. Especially Liam, he heard him crying at night when he thought he was already asleep. Harry thought that he was being quiet but he wasn't, Liam could sense when the boys were upset, and Harry was no exception.

"Morning" Liam sat up slowly. The pain getting worse the longer he was up.

"How ya feeling?" Harry rubbed small circles into his back.

"Why do you have to ask me this everyday?"

"Because everyday I hope that you're feeling better" Harry looked at Liam, his happy exterior fading.

"Harry I told you, you have to stop hoping, you need to just give up on me" Harry grabbed Liam's face gently with both hands.

"I am never giving up on you. Do you understand me, I am fighting to keep you here with me and you have to fight to stay. Do you understand me?" Liam looked at Harry through his tears. Harry pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I understand"

"Good, now get up and get dressed, we have a doctor's appointment" Harry got up and helped Liam out of the bed.

"I don't want to go"

"You're going" it seemed lately that Harry was taking more of the Daddy Direction role.

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2 months later.

"I'm not going" Harry heard this from Liam almost everyday. It didn't matter where they were going Liam didn't want to go.

"Liam please! We never go out anymore, it's not good for you to stay shut up in here" Harry sat down beside Liam. Liam felt guilty even though he was feeling horrible and didn't want to do anything he still wanted to make Harry happy.

"I'll think about it"

"HAZ! LIAM!" Louis, Zayn and Niall walked through the door.

"We're in here" The three boys walked in noisily.

"What? Liam is actually here?!? We never see you anymore mate" Louis sat down and threw an arm around him.

"Hey"

"How ya doing?" Zayn looked at the pill bottles and hospital bracelets laying on the dresser and felt uncomfortable. This shouldn't be the room of someone so young, it should be that of someone who was older, much much older. But no, this is was the room of his best mate who was only 19.

"Having a good day"

"He's having a great day!" Harry chimed in. Something snapped inside of Liam. It's like one of those rubber bands that you play with and the more and more you stretch it the weaker and weaker it gets until eventually it snaps. And Liam's rubber band had snapped.

"HARRY! Would you stop acting like everything is fucking wonderful?! Its not!! I'm dying Harry! DYING" Everyone stared at Liam. The anger clear on his face, it was rare that they ever saw him this angry, but he had every right to be. Harry broke down crying. Liam stormed out of the room, not being able to take the others. He was practically drowning in their pity and sympathy. He couldn't take it, especially not with Harry, the boy he loved, crying because of him. The cancer was fucking everything up and he couldn't take it. He just started walking. He pulled his beanie down over his bald head and pulled his jumper tighter around him.