What if we'd rewrite the stars? (Harlos) {💯%}

7. Fear

Carlos pov:
I felt bad for Harry and he was mad at me.
When the others untied him, if looks could kill; I'd be dead.
"You guys are nuts! I'm not even doing the surgery so you did this for nothing!" Harry yelled and he was pissed.
"Harry, you are doing the surgery! It could fix it all." Uma said.
"Yea or make it worse!" Harry shouted.
"It'll get worse regardless, unless you do somehing about it." Evie said.
"You guys can't force me!" Harry yelled.
"Harry, for once just think of someone else but yourself! It's not just hurting you. Do you think Carlos enjoys to see you go downhill!?" Jay said and Harry's anger vanished.
"Plus... I might've already called the hospital... Tomorrow's the surgery." Ben said.
That guy actually opened his mouth for the first time at the moment.
"I don't want to." Harry said once again and I looked at him.
"Why not? It's not like you got that much to lose! If you do nothing; it'll get worse. If you take the surgery, the odds are 50/50 to get either worse or better. If not for yourself then do it for me." I said and Harry put on his hat as he left the room.
I sat down on my bed and everyone stared at me.
"Are you okay?" Gil asked softly.
"All of you get out!" I said and strangely enough; they did.
I grabbed my phone and called Harry, then I heared his phone go off on the other side of the dorm.
"Dammit!" I said and I ran out of the dorm, looking for Harry.

He was sitting by the lake and I sighed.
"I'm sorry..." I said and he looked at me.
"I'm scared okay... I'm scared of taking that surgery... so stop forcing me... please." Harry said and I sat down next to him.
"And I'm scared of losing you. I'm only trying to help you. I'm scared too. Aure I can't compare it to your fear but... I think you should take the chance and take the surgery... What is it does help?"
"And what if it doesn't? Brainsurgeries are the most riskfull surgeries. I don't want to die on a table when people cut into my skull!
"Harry, listen to me. If it was that dangerous, they wouldn't suggest it. Would they?"
Harry sighed.
"I can't do it Carlos... I just can't..."
"You can, please... Harry I..."
I sighed and I took his hand.
"I promise I'll be there by your side when they put you under anesthesia and when you wake up again. Just..."
I saw a tear slid down his cheek and I looked at him.
"Hey... it's okay..."
He looked at me and I saw how fragile he must've felt.
"I don't want to die like that Carlos..."
"And you won't... Come on, you're always the tough guy."
"Promise me."
"What?"
"What you said earlier... That you'd be there."
"I already promised that. And I mean it. I'll be there when you go under and when you wake up... I promise."
I kissed his cheek and he looked at me.
"Did Ben say what time...?"
"9am."
"God, that's early."
"Usually at a friday we'd be in class at that time..."
"Doesn't matter..."
"How about this, tonight we cuddle and kiss. Then you'll be full of positive energy and a bit of love when you get the surgery. Maybe then you'll worry less... I mean you never worried about anything but your hair and here we are..."
"Funny, really..."
"Right, sorry!"
"Oh and one thing. Never gang up on me and shave my head." Harry whispered in my ear and I felt how some liquid got dumped on top of me.
"Tell me it's not...?"
"Goblinsnot? Sorry but if I'm going bald, so are you."
I wanted to get mad but I actually just chuckled.
"Okay, okay. Fair enough."