out of the blue / n.h

Chapter 72

"Shit." He runs his fingers through his hair. "I have been suffering from mast cell leukimia." His voice breaks as I try myself not to burst into crying. I look up to him in silence for a while. It takes a few moments to realize he's not lying, I flickered my eyes to the wall and a tear went down then I bury my face in my palm as I feel tears are flowing down my cheeks.

"No." I hiccup. Thomas reaches me as I jerk away out of his hands. "No, you're lying." I groaned, feeling my body shakes and my heart pounds.

"I'm sorry, Melanie." He sniffs and growls. It takes a moment for me to realize that he's now cussing out swear words in his breath. 

I look up to him who is now crying. I quickly crawl into him as I hold him tight and probably won't let go. "I'm so sorry." He says, his voice is shattered. I'm shattered, Niall is gone and so does everyone, they chose to leave me. But Thomas, he chose to stay with me even though he knows he won't be long enough to live.

"Ssshh." I shush him while still gripping my arms around him. It takes a little while but then, I let go of him. My whole body is shaking.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, follows by hiccups.

I felt my adrenaline rushes and I just want to cry more and more. "Hey, you don't have to be sorry." I let the tears from my eyes are falling relentlessly as I hold his face, wiping the tears off of his cheek. "I will always be here for you, Thomas." I pull him into another hug. I cry on his shoulder as he strokes my back. "I will never leave you from now on." I whisper.

He cries on my shoulder a little longer until we both recover. 

"Well, I only have a month left then I should be back to London." He states, pulling out from my grasp.

"Why?"

"Well, I have a life there and, I asked for the Genies to let me go to America for two months long. I always wanted to go here. They wouldn't let me at first but, I insisted. So, they let me but they had to send someone here with me to take care of my daily medication and treatments." He says, stroking my arm. I have enough of this kind of disease. First, my dad and two, Thomas. "So they sent Louis here with me and once a week I have to go to the hospital for another teraphy."

I become speechless and I keep on letting a hiccup escape my mouth. "Thomas, I will be here for you as long as you wanted me to, okay?" I give him a warm smile. I can't believe this has to happened. Thomas is the sweetest guy to ever exist and I just spent one month not giving too much attention to him. He probably hadn't had much of experiences in here. Since it's Christmas break, I have to do all my best to spend time with him. I have to put Niall on the edge of my mind. Even though it hurts. I love Niall but, Thomas has a month left to spend and I'm going to make the best of it.

"Well, apparently I haven't taken any medications since yesterday. Which I have to, now." He chuckles.

"Okay, well, I'll stay with you." I hug him as he leads me out to Louis who is organizing the steel tray. He smiles to me when he sees me. "I'm sorry Louis to bother, but, I kind of promised Thomas that I'll be with him."

He smiles timidly. "It's okay, love, where is Niall?" Louis asks me and I just shake my head. Louis nods and pats my shoulder as he pushes the tray into Thomas's room. Thomas takes a seat on the bed as he removes his t-shirt. Red circle stains covered all over his stomach and back. I cover my mouth with my palm as I see him whimpers in pain while Louis is giving him the medication. I turn around to avoid the sight of him like this. It's suffocating me to see him like this. Going through like this everyday and knowing that his time isn't going to last longer, is something that he must have been suffering and struggling from.

"Okay, mate, put your shirt back on." Louis taps Thomas' shoulder as he pushes the tray out. "You don't want another attack of fever, do you." He chuckles.

"Thank you, Lou." Thomas smiles at him as he puts on his t-shirt, covering those red circle stains from his body. "Well, we can still go to that christmas festival." He shrugs.

"I don't know, Tho—"

"Hey, I'm okay now. I took the medication and it's going to last until tomorrow morning." He giggles.

"Okay," I say through my breath and it's barely inaudible to hear. I lead him downstairs as I wave goodbye to his grandpa and Louis.

"Where are you guys going, anyway?" Louis asks us.

"The festival. Do you want to come? You can buy the ticket there." I offer Louis.

"Sure, sure. Wait for me!" Louis says in a cheery voice as he grabs his coat and beanie. He looks super cute, just like Thomas but more like thegrown up type.We drive through the falling snow as I put on the heater. I turn on the radio and Ed Sheeran — Thinking Out Loud plays. Why does it have to be this song? I try to put Niall in the back of my head as I turn off the radio. Louis keeps on turning up the silence during the drive and keeps on handing Thomas a water because he has to stay dehydrated. We arrive at the carnival as we wait for Louis to buy the ticket for himself.