Adopted by Harry Styles

ten

It's been weeks and Autumn still claims she's 'just tired'. Last week, I found a small rash behind her hairline and down her back. I put some medicine on it, but it's not going away.

We're in Nashville and I've decided that I'm taking her to the doctors. I can't stand to just watch her sleep all the time.

I got Niall with me and we both took her to the doctor. I signed her in and we patiently waited ten minutes for a room. I sat Autumn on the chair with the paper on it and she just stared at the wall.

"She's not herself," I whispered to Niall beside me.

"We'll figure out why, don't fret Harry," he told me as I sighed.

The doctor came in and did some examinations and told me to tell him what's been going on. He checked the rash on her back and his face fell. It's like he knows what's wrong with her.

They did some tests and he returned, but pulled me into the hall. I looked at him and he had sad eyes.

"Mr. Styles, your daughters test results are not what I wanted to see," he spoke as he pulled out a sheet of something I didn't know from an envelope. He held it to the light and spoke, "do you see this mass on her shoulder joint?"

I nodded as he continued, "that, Mr. Styles, isn't good. When we took her blood I tested it and I'm sorry to say that your daughter has Leukemia."

My whole world stopped. My little girl has cancer?

"What are treatments?" I asked as calm as a man that just found out his 2 year old daughter his dying from fucking cancer.

"Right now, the only thing you can do is wait until you're back home and start chemotherapy. That is what I would recommend because a lot of traveling causes stress, as you know, and we don't want the tumors to grow."

I nodded, "Thank you."

I walked back into the room and I felt a tear go down my cheek. Niall looked up at me and I could see the worry and concern in his eyes.

"Let's just go," I croaked as I picked up Autumn and carried her out, Niall following.

"Daddy, why you crying?" She asked me as we sat in the back of the taxi.

"Daddy's sad Autumn," I spoke as I tried not to break down in front of her.

"Why's that?" She asked.

"Because you're really sick baby girl," I choked, "and daddy isn't ready to let you go yet. We just got started."

//

"Harry."

"Harry, mate please open the door."

"We know you're depressed, so are we. But your daughter needs you, we need you Harry."

"We just got started," I cried as I kept banging my head against the wall in the hotel bathroom.

"Harry, open the door," Louis spoke sternly from the other side.

"Just leave me alone," I spoke back as tears streamed down my cheeks.

"You know we can't do that," I heard a girl speak.

Gemma? Oh my god.

"Gem?" I asked before opening the door.

"Open the door baby brother," I heard her say as I unlocked the door and threw myself in her arms.

"Shh, shh," she cooed as she held me in her arms, trying not to break down and cry herself.

"She can't leave Gem, I just got her. I just became a daddy," I sobbed.

"Harry," she sighed, "Autumn's going to be okay. Please, calm down. She's still here, she's right over there asleep."

"I'm scared, I'm so scared. What if she dies in her sleep? What if she dies while we're on stage? Oh my god Gemma," I sobbed as my knees became weak.

"Oh god Harry," she spoke as Louis caught me.

"I can't let her go," I sniffled as I sat up and let go of Gemma, allowing Louis to let go as well, "I love her."

"She's not going anywhere," Louis assured me as he grabbed my shoulders, "she's going to be here for a long time because dammit we'll get her the best doctor in fucking England."

I hugged him tightly, "Thank you."

//

"Daddy," I heard as I began shaking.

I opened my eyes, seeing Autumn shake me. Her eyes were blood shot and her cheeks were slightly puffy.

"What's wrong sweet baby?" I asked her as I yawned.

"I don't feel good," she whimpered.

I sat up and she was clutching her stomach. I picked her up and took her to the bathroom and she began puking. And it wasn't the normal. Blood was in it.

Tears ran down my cheeks as she whimpered against my chest, her tears and a little blood from the corners of her mouth rubbing against my white t-shirt.

"You're alright baby," I whispered as I kissed her head, "you're okay."

I called my sister and Louis in tears and they rushed over. I told them and Louis spoke, "Go take a breather, we'll stay with her."

Gemma nodded, telling me to go. I slid on my shoes and left, only making it to the stairs without breaking down. I sat on a stair and held my head in my hands.

"Hey, are you okay?" I heard someone speak.

I looked up and a girl stood before me. She was drop dead beautiful.

"Not really. I'm sorry, am I in your way?" I spoke as I wiped my tears away.

"Hey, it's alright. What's wrong?" She asked as she sat next to me.

"It's a long story, and I don't even know you yet," I spoke as she looked at me.

"Fine. My name is Danielle Madison Jones and I'm Lou Teasdale's new assistant. I'm 18 and fresh out of high school. Lou is a family friend of my mothers and gave me this job since it's my dream to be in cosmetology and to do hair," she spoke.

"I'm Harry Styles, you'll be doing my hair," I spoke with a small smile as I held out my hand, her grabbing it and shaking it.

"Nice to meet you, you're in the band, aren't you?" She spoke.

I nodded, "Yeah, do you not know us?"

"I do, but I didn't want to sound obsessive. You're great, by the way," she spoke nudging my shoulder.

I smiled at little. "So now you want to tell me what's wrong?"

My face fell as tears welled up in my eyes. She grabbed my hands and honestly I felt sparks. She's beautiful.

"My daughter, Autumn," I started before I took a deep breath, "she got diagnosed with cancer yesterday. And she got sick about five minutes ago and I broke down and needed a break. My sister and Louis are in their now. It hurts," I said as tears streamed down my cheeks, "it hurts to see her in so much pain. A 2 year old dealing with cancer? It's not fair."

She hugged me, "I'm so sorry. I've heard she's such a good spirited girl, and I don't doubt she isn't loved by the best man in the world. Can I tell you a secret?"

I nodded and looked at her, her thumbs rubbing my tears away. "My best friend died of cancer."

"I'm so sorry, how old was she?"

"15. She had had it for 5 years. We met at age 11, and we instantly clicked. But anyway, I know what you're going through. Well, maybe not. She's your daughter and Bailey was just my best friend."

"You went through what I am going through right now, don't doubt it. It's awful losing your best friend. I'm so sorry. I'm currently losing mine."

She hugged me again and took my phone from my pocket. "I'm putting my number in, you text me when you need me, okay? I'm more than happy to help you and Autumn."

I nodded and once she handed it back, she stood up, grabbed her bags and left me starstruck.