On This Roller Coaster That We Call Life-z.j.m [[discontinued]]

Chapter 45

Deeandra's POV

Oh my God…I made her cry. I made my best friend cry. She was only trying to stand up for me; protect me. And I made her cry. I felt my grip on Zayn’s hand tighten as more and more tears slid down Katy’s cheeks. She finally spoke up. Reaching her slightly shaky hand up to wipe her hurt filled tears away. “You were the only one there, Deeandra.”

“Thanks. Uhh, I guess I’ll just wait for his call then. Uh huh. Bye.” Katy lightly tapped her thumb on the end button of her phone and set it down. “They said he’s not in yet…” She put her hands on her thighs and gripped tightly. She took a deep breath then exhaled. I was so worried for her. I was scared for her. Katy was so strong though. She hadn’t even cried, not once. I however, hadn’t stopped crying. “It’s gonna be okay.” I wrapped an arm around Katy’s shoulder. She let herself fall into my chest as I held her close. The tears still sliding down my cheeks. “It’s so weird…I mean. I could have cancer. Like, that’s a possibility. I’m not sure that I don’t. I could have it.” She said lightly. I heard her take a deep breath. The exhale was shaky. I knew. She was finally about to let it all out. “I’m gonna die…” Her sobs came out. They were so sad. So scared. I held her closer to me and cried along with her. We were crying, in each other’s arms for hours before Katy’s phone started to ring. “…Do you want me to answer?” She shook her head no and slowly reached over for her phone. She very lightly tapped the answer button. She brought it up to her ear. “…Hello?” I held Katy with all my might and bit on my lip. I prayed to myself quietly. I couldn’t hear what the doctor was telling her. I hoped and hoped and hoped…”Thank you.” Katy hung up. She slowly picked sat herself up and turned to face me. “I’m fine. Test was negative. Let’s go get Starbucks to celebrate?”

Katy bit on her lip and turned around. Niall looked up and saw the tears on her face. She slowly walked past him and up the stairs. Niall ran a hand through his hair and exhaled loudly. His face had a pained expression. He sucked in his bottom lip. Was he trying to keep from crying? Everyone was so quiet. It was awkward. Zayn stroked my hand with his thumb in a soothing way. I slowly looked up at him. He kissed my forehead and very lightly said, “You should go talk to her.” I nodded and let my hand drop off his. I walked past everyone before I got to Niall. He was in the same spot, chewing on his lip. He looked so stressed. I placed a hand on his arm. “It’s okay. I’m gonna talk to her.” He nodded and gave a half hearted smile.

Walking up the stairs, I thought of what I was gonna say to her. How would I start it off? Would she even open her door for me? Maybe it’s already open. Wait, why would she not close the door? She’s embarrassed and doesn’t want anyone to bother her.  I shook my head of these stupid thoughts right when I reached her and Niall’s door. I knocked quietly.