Afraid of the end~ l.s.

Chapter 5

"Is your phone broken?" Niall questioned.

"What? No," I replied confused.

"Then why haven't you been answering any of our calls or texts?" Zayn asked.

"Uhm. I've been busy," I spoke truthfully.

Zayn and Liam sat on the couch while Niall went to the kitchen.

"Where's Harry?" Liam asked turning on the tv.

I felt myself panic slightly, "He's um— he's in the bedroom."

"Well, tell him to get in here."

I gulped, "okay."

I walked quickly back to our room and shut the door behind me.

Harry looks up at me gently. "Who is it? Is everything okay?"

"The boys are here. I guess they texted me and since I didn't answer they decided to come? They want you to come in there."

Harry bites his lip. "Do I have to?"

"I think either that or they're gonna come in here," I sighed.

Harry sighs. "Okay."

He pushes himself up and into the wheelchair. "Wait, can I just use the crutches? So they won't think it's so bad?"

"If you're comfortable with that then sure."

Harry nods softly, getting himself up on the crutches, groaning softly as he moves to the living room.

Harry stands in the doorway awkwardly. "Uh... Hi."

The boys flood Harry with questions.

"What happened?"

"Why are you on crutches?"

"Are you okay?"

"What's wrong?"

"How'd you get hurt?"

Harry hobbles his way to the couch. "Will you shut up for like five minutes?" Harry snaps at them. It's completely unlike him. He's normally so calm, not at all snappy.

I flick my eyes to him to see a look of complete distress on his face. I sit down next to him on the couch.

"Just... I'm sick, okay?" Harry says softly.

"Sick? Why do you need crutches if you're sick?" Zayn asked, confused.

Harry looks at me, biting his lip.

"I don't really know how to tell you this, but I have cancer."

"Are you serious? No, no. That's not funny Harry. Don't joke about that," Niall shook his head.

I look at Zayn to see him staring down at his lap. Liam had a sad look on his face.

"When did you find out?" He asked.

"Liam it has to be a lie! He can't have cancer!" Niall had tears in his eyes.

Harry bites his lip. "We found out today. It's not a joke, Niall. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. We don't really know how bad it is yet."

"Are you okay?" Liam asked, "Like emotionally?"

Before Harry could answer, Zayn looked up at Liam, "How are you so calm and collected right now?"

Liam sighs softly. "I don't know. I just don't really want to stress Harry out. I don't know. I'm just trying to help."

Zayn holds his face in his hands, "This is so messed up," he mumbles.