My Twin Niall Horan *being edited*

Chapter 7

I felt my shoulder being shook, I didn't snap out of my daze tears started to cloud my vision.

"I'm going to die" I sobbed bringing my knees to my chest and started to rock back and forth.

"Jazz? What did they say" Niall tried to ask.

"The treatment" I sobbed tears still streaming down my face.

"What about it jazz" he continued trying to get me to stop shaking, it seemed to help.

"It's not working, I can stop treatment and let nature take its course or I can up the amount of sessions I have" I breathed calming myself.

Niall didn't say anything just sat there.

"How can this be you were supposed to grow old and complain about the kids, you and Louis were just starting out" he croaked.

"I'm going to stop treatment" I sigh hoisting myself up from the floor and holding onto the kitchen bench.

"How long would that give you?" Niall didn't bother fighting knowing it was completely my decision.

"A few months maybe a year" I say rubbing my forehead, the sound of the doorbell startled me, Niall moved from the floor and went to answer it.

About a minute later Louis came crashing through the door and stood next to me.

"Hey" he breathed, I turn my head to look at him a smile captivating his face, he obviously didn't know.

"Hey" my voice was still hoarse and my cheeks were tear stained, I probably looked like shit but when I looked at him his smile only seemed to get bigger.

"Can I talk to you?" I ask moving away from the bench, walking out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom, the sound of heavy footsteps followed so I knew Louis was behind.

I sit on the edge of my bed my chin resting on my hand, tears started to form in my eyes again but I managed to  choke them back.

"Louis I can't do this"

"What?" He whispered turning and looking at me.

"I can't do this, you and me it can't happen" I hush moving off the bed and over to the window, I heard the bed creak as he stood up.

"You can't do this?, jaz give it a chance it could you never know" his voices cracked and I could tell he was holding back tears.

"I'm sorry, leave please" I say staring out the window, looking at the bird on the power line.

I resisted when he said my name his voice so broken, he stood there for ten seconds and when I didn't turn he headed to the door, I may not have turned but I watched his slumped reflection in the window.

"I'm so sorry" I whisper as I crumple to the ground, rocking myself back and forth.

I lean against the wall trying to regain my breathe, my eyes stinging and heart aching.

Niall walks into the room later that day and runs over to comfort me, I don't respond, I'm motionless.

"The hospital called, again. They want to know if you have made a decision yet" he sighs rubbing my arm.

"Yes." I say looking straight ahead.

"I'm stopping the treatment."