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Chapter 17: Death Clock

A.N:

THIS CHAPTER IS SIGNIFICANT!! And you better like it because I've had a bad day. Xo

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Ch 17:

Harry and I are doing well in London together, I actually really love it here. The more I know about the boys and their stories, the more I love them.

At the moment, Harry and Liam are fixing everyone lunch. I find it funny how even when they aren't touring, they still want to be together.

"Lads, this is the best sandwich yet!" Niall exclaims.

"Nialler, you say that every time." Harry chuckles.

"Well it's true every time." Niall says.

We all laugh as Niall gets seconds.

"So what are we going to do today?" I ask.

"Ehemm..Harry." Liam states, indicating Harry had something to say.

"Oh, right! Would you guys like to come and spend a week at my house in Cheshire?" Harry asks, perking up.

"Only if your mum is going to be there." Louis winks. Everybody laughs. Apparently, Harry's mom is gorgeous.

"Not funny, Lou!" Harry scolds.

"I'd love to go." I smile. Harry smiles back, and the others agree to go too.

"Alright, we will leave in the morning." Harry finalizes.

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I lay in bed, and eventually Harry joins me. He pulls me into his chest and kisses my head.

"Harry, what am I going to do about my doctors appointment tomorrow?" I ask, just now realizing that I have to go.

"I will take you in the morning before we leave. Hopefully, we won't have to be there very long." He replies. I nod and hug his arms that are wrapped around me, and I end up doing off.

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I hate the doctor's office. It's such a bland place, and I am always nervous when I go.

This particular doctor is a specialist who holds a private practice for celebrities. I go here instead of a regular clinic so that Harry can come with.

"Laney Jones." The nurse calls for me. I freeze, not wanting to move. Harry gets up and pulls me out of my chair. Nervously, I grab his hand and follow the nurse to the room. Last time I was here, they took a lot of tests, so today we get the results.

"Hello, Laney." The doctor greets as we enter the room.

"Hi." I reply, almost shaking. Harry and I sit down.

"Well, we got your test results back... and it seems that your time has gotten closer." The doctor explains reluctantly.

Closer? I glance at Harry who is staring at the floor, thinking god-knows-what.

"H-how closer?" I stutter, in shock.

The doctor clears his throat and sends me a sympathetic look. "I think it's time you stay at the hospital. You could go down within the week." He replies, trying to put it as reasonably as he can. I wait for someone to say something more, but Harry just sits there staring at the tile floor. I didn't come in here to find out that I am going to die within the next few days! Is this happening...

"Ok." I manage to reply quietly.

"I will come back in a few minutes and take you to a hospital room. It's best that we monitor everything." The doctor says, walking out of the room.

I flinch at the door shutting behind him, and look over to Harry. Harry still stares at the floor. I begin to stare at the floor too. Within the week. Death seems to run on it's own clock. I can't even think straight right now. I just wanna cry, but at the same time I wanna scream. I can't describe how I feel right now. But I do want to know what Harry's feeling.

"What are you thinking? I wanna know." I say, realizing he has said those exact words to me.

Harry doesn't look at me with his usual smirk and chuckle, though. He looks at me in tears and can barely make out his worlds. "I can't let you go. If you leave me... I might just.. I don't know what to do Laney! I wasn't expecting this, not this soon. Realization didn't hit me immediately. I pictured us together, for the rest of my days. Laney, I will never be able to do any of the things we did together again. I will never be able to sing certain songs again... I will never want to ride on a plane again...but most of all- I will never fall in love again." Harry begins crying, endless streams of tears flow down his cheeks. It only makes me cry harder.

"I don't want to go either, Harry! I'm sorry I ever met you. I'm sorry I have made your life hard. I'm sorry you've had to take care of me. I'm sorry I intruded on your whole life. I'm sorry I fell in love with you! Damn it! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!!" I yell in frustration. Harry doesn't respond. Ouch.

We sit there in silence, crying. Eventually, the doctor comes in to take me to a room.

"Go home, Harry." I whisper, as I follow the doctor out of the room.

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A.N: ;O Poor Laney.. Poor Hazza...

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