Chapter Twenty Eight

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Niall's POV
It's been almost two months, and I'm happily living with Harry again! It's almost time for my due date and I gotta say I'm scared. Today, Harry was over at Marcel's to help prepare Marc for his wedding. I get off the couch and went to get some food which obviously isn't going to work. My back has been killing me! All i could do is lay down. It has been three hours and I finally hear Harry's voice outside. He was on the phone I acted if I were asleep.

"I can't believe he did that!"

"Will he is in a better place now"

"And that poor kid! I know they must be devastated!"

"Will I'll tell Niall the news Bye i'll see you sunday"

I pretended to wake up and saw Harry smiling at me he had been crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"It's nothing I have two very bad news"

"What is it?"

He took a deep breath,

"Luke killed himself"

I gasped I never knew Luke would do that to himself!

"And that's not all..."

"What?"

"Zayn and Louis called...... Vince is dead"

I didn't know what happened next all I remember is passing out.

Two hours Later

I woke up to my room, the T.V was on, there was food on the nightstand, and the air conditioning was on.

I got up and hear Harry walking into the room.

All i could do was cry.

"how did he?" I asked

"Turns out Vince had cancer he stopped responding to treatment years ago and never told anyone, His one goal in life was to get adopted and Zayn and Louis made it happen.... Louis said He had gone to work in the morning and Vince wasn't feeling well, so he let him skip school, Zayn stayed with him all day and only saw he was getting worse and worse by the hour until Bam, Vince passed out and by the time they got to the hospital he was dead"

I sobbed harder, Harry sat by me and kissed my temple and rubbed my back.

"He left a note and a video"

Harry handed me the note Louis had gave him to read.

To whom ever is reading

My name is Vincent Calderon Hillson, Or just Vince. I am fifteen years old and I have Cancer I have stopped responding to treatments and My only wish is to be adopted god bless the family that wants to adopt me. My parents were fifteen when they had me and were not ready for a child so they abandoned me. Please forgive me, my parents who decide to adopt me for not telling them i have cancer. I have had it since I was three. When my doctor told me I have stopped responding to treatment they told me to live life and wait for my time and which I did.

It's been two months since i have written this letter Daddy, Bubba please forgive me for not telling you. You two are amazing parents and I couldn't ask for better. Growing people around me hated Gays they told stuff and told me not to like them. I refused because I do not care about sexuality and I got bullied for it. After, Zayn told me he was going to adopt me I was beyond excited. Then when he introduced me to daddy Louis, I knew I made the right choice. Please forgive me for keeping this from you and I hope one day Daddy and Bubba will have or adopt another Child.

All the Love,
             Vincent Malikson

P.S on this video is my journey around the getting adopted I would appreciate it if Uncle Niall and Uncle Harry saw it first.

Harry placed the Dvd in and we watched I started to cry even more of what was in front of me......

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