Never Have I Ever || h.s.

Chapter 13: Non-Existent Parents

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"a winner is someone who doesn't lose" -what I get for watching Disney Channel with my younger brother.

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Ch 13:

I could've cried forever. Harry couldn't contain himself either. We both just sat there crying our eyes out.

I begin hyperventilating. I feel a strong, nauseated feeling take over me. Harry rubs gentle circles in my back, trying to calm me down.

"I-I d-don't want t-to die!" I cry, barely able to breathe. I can tell Harry is pulling himself together for my sake.

"Shh..." Harry calms me, "Lane, this isn't good for you to freak out like this. Dying is scary. And the chances are slim, but they are better than some of us get, so let's be hopeful." Harry wipes a tear from his cheek, then from mine.

"Harry, heaven will be hell without you." I whisper through sobs.

:HARRY'S POV:

I can't bear seeing Laney like this. Her words stab at my heart. I haven't cried like this before. Why did this have to happen? What did Laney ever do to deserve this?!

"Harry, I'm scared." Laney grabs my hand. I can tell she doesn't want me to leave.

"Lane, I am not leaving you. I will never abandon you- no matter how hard this gets."

"My parents. Do you think they are going to drag me home?" she asks.

"Honestly, there's a good chance, but that wouldn't be such a bad thing. They can take care of you there." I say.

"You can too."

Laney falls onto my chest, putting her hands around me. I wrap her up. This is scary...loosing her.

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Laney's parents enter the room and her mom comes over and sits down, her dad along with her.

"Harry, can you go outside with Liam and Zayn, please. Laney and I need to talk." Laney's mom says, glancing at me to leave. I nod and kiss Laney on the cheek. Laney doesn't want to let go of my hand, but she knows she has to.

:LANEY'S POV:

Oh no. I can't take any more bad news. Please. Please don't be bad news.

My mom and dad are looking straight at me with serious faces. My mom starts, "Laney, we have to leave so we can go back home, but you have to stay here at the hospital for a little while. The boys will take care of you. So we will come back later, but right now we need to continue with our normal lives. We will be back up on the weekends." My parents are about to walk out of the room, but I explode.

"Look at you! Look at YOU! You guys don't even care. The only people that have actually been here for me are the boys! And you're leaving. LEAVING! Harry won't leave me- no matter what. Why the hell are you guys even leaving?! Oh yeah- that's right- you have to get back to your 'normal lives'. Well guess what, Harry and all of the boys are willing to sacrifice their schedule for me! Ok?! I didn't chose this life! So go on and abandon me. But do me a favor- never come back for me! I deserve better!" I scream those last words, and tears of anger fell from my weak eyes. Yeah I'm pretty pissed off.

"Laney-" My dad says, but I cut him off.

"No don't even! Just leave! I don't want you in my life." I cry. My mom grabs my dad's arm and pulls him out of the room.

Then, Harry walks in with Zayn. Harry immediately runs and engulfs me in a hug.

Before I start to say anything, Harry says, "It's okay... we heard everything."

"Laney, we won't leave you. We can all help." Zayn explains calmly.

I am hyperventilating again. No parents. No one to take care of me. What am I going to do about school-if I even live til then? Where was I going to live? What's going to happen to me when I die? What if I never see my parents again?

"Lane... It'll be alright. We will take care of you. Your parents may even come around." Harry says, reassuring me. We laid there forever, and the other boys eventually came and comforted me too. I love them so much. I'd be so lost right now if it wasn't for them.

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After about a week, I am out of the hospital, and I haven't heard anything from my parents, meaning they are really done with me. But I am going to carry on with life. The tour is still going on, but it's almost done. The only thing is....I have 4 months to live.

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