Larry Stylinson's Cancer Battle

Chapter TwentyNine

After a couple of weeks, things were looking better for Louis, but not for One Direction.

Zayn had quit the band, Niall had been in an induced coma, and honestly? It was just a terrible time for everyone.

Louis's scan had finally came back cancer free and he was able to live a happier life. Of course, he'd always have to have check ups and such to make sure it would never return, but he was in the clear for now.

Liam had called Harry and Louis, informing them that Niall had finally woken up and was asking for them.

Seeing their blonde, Irish friend in such a vulnerable state broke their hearts. He had a huge cut that ran all the way down the left side of his face with bruising all around it and the top of his head was covered up in white bandage. His leg was clearly broken with a green cast from toe to thigh. He was just.. broken all together.

"Hey Ni.." Louis smiled sadly as he stepped into his hospital room, Harry following behind him.

"Hey guys." Niall spoke in a rough voice.

"Hey Lou, how ya doin, mate?" Liam greeted and hugged him.

"Doin good, Payno." He said and sat down in one of the seats that was dragged beside Niall's bed.

"Doctor said I could leave in a few days.. Just have to show them I can keep food down and that I'm not concussed anymore." Niall beamed with joy as he weakly lifted his cup of water to his mouth.

"Sounds like a good progress." Louis smiled, squeezing his hand lightly.

"So.. Has anyone heard from Zayn or..?" Niall wondered, making everyone else in the room tense up.

Niall knew that Zayn had quit the band, but he didn't know all the background to it- All the Twitter feuds and such.

"He's fine." Liam answered for everyone with his jaw clenched.

"Why'd he quit?" Niall whispered with sad eyes.

"It was just his time, Ni. He wasn't happy and he hasn't been for a while now." Harry said as he sat on the side of the bed so that he could grab Niall's other hand.

"It was because of me, wasn't it.." Niall whispered and bowed his head.

"What are you talking about Ni? Of course it wasn't because of you." Liam said weary as to why Niall would think something like that.

"Never mind.." He said and shook his head.

"Cmon Ni, something's obviously bothering you.. just tell us." Louis tried.

"I um.. The night before my crash.. Zayn and I.. We- um, we kissed.." He said so quietly that they could just barely hear him.

"Pardon me?" Harry asked.

"We kissed, ok?" He yelled, making everyone jump back.

"We kissed, and yanno what he did? He ran. He just ran from me.. didn't let me explain or anything." Niall yelled, tears escaping his eyes.

"Calm down, Ni.. It's okay.." Harry shushed him and rubbed up and down his arm.

"No, Dammit, you don't get it! I love him.. I fucking love him and he probably hates my guts now! Thinks I'm some freak!" He cried, covering his face with his hands.

"Oh Niall.." Harry sighed as he laid back against the pillows and wrapped Niall into a tight hug. Niall sobbed into Harry's chest like there was no tomorrow.

Liam and Louis sat there stunned. How could something like that happen? And they didn't even know..?

"I'm gonna kill him.." Louis muttered.

"Louis.." Liam warned.

"No, fuck him, Liam!" Louis stood up with rage.
"He thinks he can just go around messing with everyone's emotions. Who the hell does he think he is?" Louis yelled, balling his hands up in fists.

"Louis, you need to calm down." Liam stood up, grabbing his shoulders.

"Forget it.." He said and walked out of the room.

"Go after him please? Make sure he doesn't do something stupid." Harry told Liam and he went off, following the older lad.

"It'll be ok, Ni. I promise.. Smile for me, yeah? You know how much I hate Nialler tears." Harry tried while he wiped some of his tears away.

"How did you tell Louis you liked him..?" Niall asked, catching Harry off guard.

"Do you remember that twitcam we did ages ago? That one where we accidentally gave out Matt Cardles's number?" Harry asked, earning a nod from the smaller boy.

"Well, after that twitcam, we went and scrolled through some of the comments and a lot of them were saying stuff about 'Larry Stylinson'. And he said how weird it was and stuff and I couldn't help but frown at all of it. I had liked him since the day I bumped into him in the x-factor toilets." He laughed, remembering their "Oops, Hi" story.

"Honestly, I just came straight out and told him. Almost puked because of how nervous I was.. but he said he liked me back and well.. here we are." Harry finished, smiling his head off.

"You're so lucky, Haz." Niall sighed, snuggling back into Harry's arms.

"Yanno, I really am Niall. I really am.. But maybe you are, too. You're a great guy, Ni. And you know how Zayn is.. He's scared of his emotions. Maybe he just didn't know how to react."

"I don't know.. I don't wanna think about it anymore.. It's making my head hurt worse."

"Get some rest, Ni. I'm not going anywhere." Harry said, kissing the top of the blondes head.

"Night, Haz."

"Night, mate."