Waves~Harry fanfic

Chapter 7

The room got so quiet, you could literally hear my heart breaking. I shook my head, as hot tears streamed down my pale face.

"What do you mean she's dying? She just can't-"

"It's the cancer again, but this time, the doctors..."

"Don't say it. Don't say that they can't do anything, because they can." I buried my face in my hands, and sobbed. How could this be happening? The one person who never gave up on me, who I love more than anyone can love someone, is being ripped away from me.

"I'm leaving tonight. I'm going to Mom's. You should come with me,"

"I can't. There's just so much going on in my life right now.."

"Melinda, please. The doctors say she has only a year, but it could be sooner. You need to say your goodbyes."

~Harry's POV~

Ed stood up, and walked to the door.

"Where you going, Ed?" I said as I stood up so quickly, I almost knocked over the chair.

"I want to see Mel, and apologize."

"Why don't you just wait until she comes in here? You need your rest, mate."

"She's been in there for two hours. I want to see her." He started to make his way to the hall, but he was limping. I pushed him back into his room.

"Harry, let go!"

"No. look, you can't just walk in there. You stay here, and I will go get her, for you."

~Melinda's POV~

It's been about an hour or two, and I still haven't stopped crying. Adam fell asleep, and told me to wake him up at 7:30, so he can leave. I glance at the clock. 6:05.

My heart feels like someone filled it with stones, and my head is throbbing from my constant crying. What am I going to do? I need to see my grandmother, but I can't just get up and leave. It's a six hour drive, and its already getting late. Plus, Harry just got here. Plus, I'm still not ready to face my mom, and my step dad Ron. My past still haunts me. Today has just been a crazy day.

Startlingly, there was a knock at the door. Adam stirred in his sleep, but didn't seem to be effected by the knock. I got up, and opened the door. It was Harry. His curls sat in a messy nest on his head, and he bit his lip.

"Ed wants to see you," He looked over at Adam. I turned to look at him to. He was in a deep sleep.

"Ok. Sorry I took so long."

"Don't be sorry."

More tears started to stream down my cheeks uncontrollably.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry." Harry pulled me in for an awkward hug. I was so upset, I didn't mind. I cried into his chest, and he rubbed my back, moving his hands in comforting circles. We stood alone in the hallway, hugging. When I lifted my face from his shirt, a little mascara stain started to form.

"Oh, I'm sorry for messing up your shirt." I giggled, and looked down. He chuckled, and lifted my chin up. With his thumb, he wiped some of the tears away, and smiled.

"It's alright...but this was my favorite shirt and all..." He grinned. I laughed, and he put his arm around my shoulder, and we walked down the hall, to Ed's room.