Change My Mind

Bad News

Harry and I hadn't talked for days and I was beginning to think that I'd never talk to him again.

He wouldn't text me and if he really loved Aubree, he would be begging to see her as usual. So I picked up my phone and scrolled through my texts.

There were none from Harry.. It was as if I wanted him to text me. I wanted to talk to him.

But I couldn't go chasing after Harry.. Especially with Niall around. I guess I couldn't really talk to him right now. I had to give Aubree a bath and feed her.

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"Come on Aubree." I said, smiling. She looked up at me from her crib and smiled back. I scooped her up in my arms, and looked down at her crib, noticing a clump of hair on her pillow.

"What the.." I started. I shifted Aubree onto my hip and picked up the hair. It was Aubree's.

I dropped the hair and hurried over to the rocking chair in the corner of her room. I sat down and set her on my lap, immediately running my fingers through the hair she had.

When I pulled my hand away, more clumps of hair came out of her head. "Oh my god." I said.

I ran my hand through her hair again, pulling out more hair. "This isn't normal.." I said.

I jumped up and set Aubree back into her crib as I fumbled for my phone. I dialed Harry's number. "Harry!" I screamed when he answered.

"Please, come pick us up. I'm pulling out clumbs of Aubree's hair. Oh my god, it's just coming out." I said, hysterical.

Harry hung up and I dropped to the floor. I didn't know what to do or how to deal with this so I grabbed a jacket and pulled it onto Aubree.

"It'll be okay baby." I said in between sobs. "It'll all be okay."

I ran downstairs and dialed Elizabeth's number. She was at work, so I left her a voicemail.

I unlocked my car and put Aubree into her carseat. As I shut her door and pulled mine open, Harry parked onto the side of the street, jumping out of his car.

"Get in the passenger seat. I'll drive." he said, running towards me. I handed him the keys and he put his hands on my shoulders.

"She'll be fine." he said. "Olivia! Look at me!" he demanded.

I looked up and wiped the tears from my bloodshot eyes. "Listen to me. Get in the car. I'll drive there and she'll be fine." he said.

I nodded and he pulled my face towards him. He pressed his lips against my cheek and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I pullled away and said, "We have to go.. Thank you."

I ran around the side and we both hopped in the car. I pulled the seatbelt across my chest and turned around to face Aubree.

She looked at me worriedly and smiled. "I fine, MaMa." she said softly. My mouth dropped open and I reached for her hand.

Aubree wound her little hand around my finger and she smiled. "I know you are baby. I know." I replied. She smiled, showing the two little teeth on her bottom gums.

I turned back around as the tears fell down my face. I didn't want Aubree to see me like this. She didn't need that.

Harry pulled out of the driveway and wound his hand through mine. "Are you okay?." he said, one hand on the wheel, facing forward.

"No." I said.

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When we got to the hospital, I opened the door and reached my phone, texting Lizzie that we were here.

Harry walked to Aubree's side and unbuckled her and picked her up. He was stroking her cheek.

"Let's go." I said, hurrying towards the doors. He followed after me and we rushed towards the front desk. "We need to see a doctor now. My daughter, she's losing clumps of hair and I don't know what to do." I said.

The woman at the desk nodded and paged for a doctor. "Here's a form to fill out in the meantime. The doctor will be with you shortly." she handed me a clipboard with a bunch of paper on it and a pen.

"Thank you. Come on, let's go sit down." I told Harry. We walked to the waiting room and I quickly filled out the forms. By the time I was done, the doctor was ready to see us.

He directed us a towards a room and we followed behind him.

Harry handed Aubree to the doctor and walked over to sit down next to me. He interwined our fingers together, silently waiting for an answer.

"So, I'm sorry to say this.. But what your daughter has doesn't look good. I'm going to call my colleague in here and I'll be right back." the doctor said.

I nodded and Harry moved his hand from mine and leaned forward. He placed his head in his hands.

I rubbed his back. "It's okay.. We'll get through this.. Whatever this is." I said soothingly.

I wiped the tears from my own eyes and turned away.

The doctor walked out and I stood up to go over by her. Harry followed me. He picked her up and cradled her.

"You're okay Aubree." he whispered. Aubree smiled. "DaDa." she said. I smiled and stroked her arm.

There was a knock at the door and two doctors walked in. One was the doctor that checked Aubree out, and one was the new one.

Both doctors had sad looks on their faces. The new doctor said, "We're sorry to tell you this, but your daughter has blood cancer."