Making Me Love You..(Harry Styles Fanfic)

Part 1

I was sitting in the hospital, just like every other day. I was bored sitting there starring aimlessly at the wall. The creamer beige with white curtains over the window and the traffic outside, an everyday occurring scenario. 

"Hey hunnie?" My mom walked into the room with a knock on the door I looked over to see my beautiful, healthy and smiling mom.

"Yeah?" I met her gaze. "It's time for your chemo. Are you ready?" She looked smug. And she knew that the chemo made me tired for at least a weak. It made me feel lousy and nonhuman, like my insides were taken out of me. Drained of my being. But she always seemed to cheer me up.

"Yeah, let me grab my magazine." I said. I stood up out of the hospital bed and looked in the mirror in front of me, fixing my scarf over my head and slipped on a pair of indoor shoes. I went over to the cubbie and grabbed my favorite magazine and took my moms warm hand in mine to walk to the chemo station.  I sat down in the chair, a little nervous at the thought of the stronger therapy. Never thinking of the bad sides, but at the happy thought of me not having cancer anymore. Not having to take treatments and killing my insides. I wanted to be a normal 18 year old girl. With her friends, partying, sleep overs and boyfriends. But I've never had anyone there for me. I've never had a boyfriend. Never had my first kiss. But I was still happy I've made it this far in life. When I was in first grade, I was diagnosed with leukemia. And ever since that day, my life has pretty much been spent in a hospital. But I didn't look at it in a bad way, I looked at it is a challenge to survive, to live my life once I get out of here. Happy and married when I get older. That was my dreams. I just wanted to live.

"Alright Miss. Carter. Your chemo is finished with. You're free to drink some juice and eat a cookie if you're up to it. Once you've sat still for 10 minutes, it's okay to go back to your room." The nurse said

"Thankyou Allisha." I said to her and she squeezed my shoulder. She was my favorite person in the world aside from my mom.  My beautiful mother. She meant the world to me after I lost my dad. She was all had, I was all she had.

"I'm ready to go take a nap now." I told my mom and stood up slowly, feeling very faint. She took my hand and slowly led me back to my room. After I was settled in, she shut off the lights and I was ready to sleep for days.