The Mistletoe

Chapter 11

Zayn's POV

After Megan told me she is losing her hair, I couldn’t take it anymore and go in the bedroom, away from the lads. I hit the wall and slide down to the floor. I hang my head and stare at the picture of me and her on my phone. We took it when we were down there for Spring Break, she didn’t look sick, she looked happy and healthy. I get up to walk around the room going and thinking about her. I hit the wall again and the door opens.

"Zayn, Paul isn’t going to be happy about you putting holes in the wall. Let me see your hand."

"Liam It's fine. My hand is the least thing I'm worried about right now. I am thinking about going to visit her this weekend and staying for a while because she needs me and I just have to see her but we have those shows.”

“I’m sure they will understand when you tell them where you are going.”

I nod my head and we talk a while then we go back in the living room to the boys and I tell them about me going to see Megan this weekend.

Liam’s POV

Having a best friend that has a cancer and not being able to be there sucks. What do you say when she calls you and tells you that she’s losing her hair and you can’t be there to hold her while she cries? Zayn is sitting beside on the couch and we are talking about what to tell Paul when he throws his phone in my lap. I look at him and he looks pissed.

“Mate what’s wrong?”

“Just read the damn message. How the hell did they find out?”

“Zayn..”

It’s a message from Megan, the paparazzi is asking her how about her cancer and they are also following her everywhere and she’s can’t handle it. Zayn is pissed off and he doesn’t speak to anybody for a while until Megan calls him and he calms down. Paul comes into the room and he’s looks upset. He shows us a magazine and it reads “Zayn’s Girlfriend has Leukemia, where is he while she goes through this tough time?” He lays it down on the coffee table and look at Zayn, Zayn is looking at him and Paul crosses his arm.

“Zayn when are you going to see her? I don’t like all the paparazzi harassing her like this. She doesn’t need this right now and this will be taken care of.”

“Paul I was going to go see her this weekend”

Megan’s POV

The weekend comes and I’m laying down in my bed, not feeling well. Dad and Sary are not here so I’m alone when there is a knock on the door. I get up and put on a beanie on because I’m losing more hair each day and go downstairs. I open the door and Zayn I standing there. I jump into his arms and hold him tight. I start crying, he holds me tighter then hold me at arm’s length and he looks at me. I hug him again and hide my face in his shirt.

“I don’t want you to see me like this. I’m not pretty enough for you looking like this.”

“Megan! Don’t ever say anything like that again, you are the most beautiful girl in my world. I love you so much babe. Please don’t ever think like that again. I missed you so much.”

We go inside and he scoops me in his arms. He carries me to the couch and sits down. I’m sitting in his lap and he takes off my beanie. I close my eyes and he kisses me. He whispers “Beautiful”