Paper Hearts (Book Five)

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty

Spent my whole damn life,

Trying to get things right,

And for every one of my mistakes,

You gave me all these chances

"Harry? When did you get home?" Niall woke up about an hour or so later, sitting up as he looked at me groggily. Audrey was still fast asleep between the two of us, her hands gripping my shirt.

"About an hour ago. You were asleep so I figured I could catch up on some of my own sleep." I said, closing my eyes again as i snuggled with Audrey. Niall let out a sigh before laying next to me again, his head against my shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I asked, kissing the top of his head.

"I'm fine." Niall took a second to answer, his voice hesitant as he did.

"Babe, I know you well enough by now to know you're not okay. I came home to a damp pillow and a very clingy husband, so are you going to tell me what's wrong or am I going to have to guess?" I asked, looking at him as I waited for an answer.

"I..."

"Whatever it is Niall, I'll be here for you. You know that." I smiled at him reassuringly, running my hand through his hair. Niall took in a shaky breath, closing his eyes for just a moment.

"The doctor called." He whispered, looking at me again with sadness in his eyes.

"When?"

"Just after you left... Harry...." And he burst into tears, hiding his face into my chest. He cried for what felt like an eternity, his tears soaking my shirt.

"What is it baby?" I asked, worry and concern filling my entire being.

"They think I have cancer." He finally managed to say, his voice broken and vulnerable.

"No... You're joking? You...." and I suddenly found it hard to breathe. I looked at him with wide eyes, my heart picking up speed. I felt like my world was crashing down on me, my chest literally caving in. Niall didn't say anything to prove to me otherwise, his face still hidden in my chest. I couldn't find anything else to say, all I could do is hold him close.

"Everything was fine yesterday... And now it feels like we're barely holding on again... I just don't get it Harry." Niall whispered, looking at me sadly. I felt angry, I felt cheated.

I felt lost.

"I don't get it either okay?I don't understand why everything has to go to shit right when it seems to be going back to normal. It doesn't matter though because I've got you... And that's all I need." I said back, even though the words came out harsher than I intended. Niall didn't flinch though, instead he held me tighter.

We lay like that for most of the day, trying not to waste it. Audrey woke up eventually, leaving us no choice but to get up.

We faced the kids with smiles on our faces, hoping that maybe that would help us convince ourselves everything was okay.

It was just before dinner time when we got another phone call. This time Jack's number and name displayed on the screen.

I picked it up myself, Niall leaving the room without a word.

"Harry?" Jack said on the other end, his voice tired but also frantic.

"Yeah?"

"Harry, I would to sincerely apologize for the phone call you boys received earlier. My assistant and I made mistake earlier pertaining to Niall's blood test. I don't know how it happened, but someone switched Niall's blood sample with another patient here at the hospital. Niall's blood results came back perfectly normal, there was absolutely nothing wrong with him."

"Jack, I'm really in no mood for practical jokes right now." I said quietly, looking towards where Niall had just left. What Jack was saying right now sounded a little too good to be true.

"I can assure Harry that this isn't a joke. I'm looking at Niall's blood test results right now, and he's fine. That abnormality I saw yesterday was nothing. He's fine." Jack stressed the 'he's fine' and I could almost picture him right now.

"He's fine?" I whispered, a feeling of relief coming over me. Niall walked back into the room, his eyes red rimmed and puffy as he stood next to me.

"I'm sorry for causing you boys a panic. I honestly have no idea how it happened." Jack apologized again, sounding completely dumbfounded by the situation. Niall was now looking at me curiously, his eyebrows scrunched together as he did so.

"It's fine Jack... Thanks for calling." I said, hanging up the phone before smiling at Niall.

"Who was that?" He asked, his voice cracking a little.

"It was Jack.... There was a mixup at the hospital... Niall... You don't have cancer." I said proudly, but Niall didn't seem to get it.

"What do you mean I don't have cancer?" Niall asked slowly.

"You're fine. There's nothing's wrong with you, you're absolutely fine." I whispered, wrapping me up in my arms as he continued to look at me in disbelief.

"How-"

"Someone mixed up your labs. Jack figured it out and called me as soon as he saw the mistake. You're okay baby. You're okay."

"I'm okay?" Niall whispered after a moment, his voice muffled by my chest. I held him as close as I could, burying my face into his hair.

"You're okay."

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Ha.

Tricked ya.

You guys have no faith and I guess that's my fault.

To be fair though I've only killed three characters in this story and only one of them was a major character.

So.

Yeah.

Have some more faith and maybe I'll stop throwing twists.

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