Shayne's POV
I walked down the white corridor with my heart feeling empty. I knew the moment I entered this place that my life was going to change. I just didn't expect it to change for the worse so soon. Now, it feels like the corridor is suddenly ten times colder compared to when I passed it a few hours ago.
How could this be? They said I was healthy. They said it a few weeks ago. I can't believe it. Why did they suddenly have to tell me this? I mean, why now that I was finally happy and things are going fine with Liam and I? The fans were finally okay with the idea of us. It's not fair but come on, with everything else going great I guess something bad was bound to happen at some point. I'm not dumb, I know that.
The question is how am I supposed to tell Liam the news? It will surely affect his performance when they leave tomorrow for the resume of their tour. It will be another month before their next break.
I entered my car and drove around the city for a while, just trying to clear my mind. It was useless and I'm feeling hopeless.
How will I tell Liam this?
I don't want to be selfish. His fans need him and they deserve his one hundred percent performance focus. Maybe I should tell him after, when he gets back? Yeah, that's probably a great idea.
When I got home, I was met by a worried Liam. Great.
"Where were you? I've been trying to get a hold of you for hours but it goes straight to voicemail all the time. I was worried sick. Are you okay, love?" He asked and then hugged my really tight while kissing the top of my head.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine." I said and hugged him back just as tight.
"Are you hungry? There's food in the kitchen." He asked as he let go of me but held my hand.
"Yeah, I'm hungry. Did you eat already?" I asked him.
"Not yet," he smiled and blushed a little. "I was waiting for you," he added and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Let's go then," I smiled and giggled a bit because he was just so cute while blushing.
When we entered the kitchen, I was supposed to grab the plates but Liam ordered me to just sit down because, according to him, I looked tired. And I felt tired so I just sat down. We settled down and ate while talking a bit.
"Oh, yeah tomorrow at midnight we'll be leaving. Do you think you can come? Eleanor will be there, maybe you can stay with her first just until we get back," Liam said after I asked him about the flight tomorrow.
"That'd be great and of course I'll come," I smiled.
"Good. So, how was your doctor's appointment? I'm sorry I wasn't able to go with you. I would've followed but the meeting was extended," he said sheepishly. I looked down at my plate and played with my food cause I lost my apetite. God knows I'm thankful that his meeting with the management was extended.
"It was...fine. It went well," I said faking enthusiasm, trying to ignore the ache in my chest.
"Shayne, look at me," he said but I ignored him. "Shayne, love. Look at me. How was your appointment? What happened?" He placed his fork down and moved his chair closer to me.
"It was fine Liam. Nothing's wrong. They said maybe I just ate something causing the stomachaches and vomiting. Nothing to worry about, trust me." I answered, trying to convince him to drop it but still looking at my plate.
"If you're telling me the truth, then why do I get the feeling like you're hiding something from me?" He asked, pain evident in his voice. I hated lying to him, I really did. But I don't want to be selfish. I hated hearing that pained voice when he spoke. It makes me feel like I'm a horrible person. I felt him hold my left hand and started playing with the silver band on my ring finger. The guilt doubled and the tears welled up in my eyes.
"Liam..." My voice shook. "I-I-I..."
"Babe, what is it? Look at me, please." He urged, cocern lacing his voice. He placed a hand on my cheek and gently lifted my face. I met his gaze and I couldn't hold the tears any longer. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Liam asked, his face painted with concern and pain. He always told me that it pained him way too much to see me crying, especially when he knows he couldn't do anything about it.
"Liam." I said in a broken voice. How am I supposed to tell him the news? I don't want to ruin his performance. I shook my head and wiped away the tears that were falling from my eyes. "Never mind." I said and placed my fork down.
"Babe, tell me. Please?" He begged. "Something happened and I wanna know." I sighed.
"Can we go to the living room?" I asked him. He nodded and held my hand. He wrapped his arm around my waist and together we went to the living room.
"What is it babe?" He asked once we were settled on the couch. "How did the appointment go?" I stayed silent. "You're fine, right? You're okay? It was just something that you ate?" He started to grow worry.
"No Liam." I whispered with my head bowed down. "I... I have stomach cancer." I said as tears fell. Liam was silent for a while. I didn't dare look up to meet his gaze. After a few minutes, I felt him hug me.
"We're going to be fine baby. We're going to be alright. You'll be fine in no time. We can talk about the treatment with your doctor." He comforted me. I buried my head on his shoulder and cried my eyes out. I don't even feel Liam shifting our positions.
"Shh.." After sometime, I have finally calmed down.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked.
"Sure. Can we watch The Avengers?" I asked, hopeful. He chuckled.
"Of course. Anything for my lady." He said. I giggled. Liam put the DVD in and pressed play. He sat down again and we cuddled.
He wrapped his arm around me and I placed my head on his chest.
"I love you, Liam."
"I love you, Shayne. And I'll stay with you forever. You can't get rid of me anymore." He chuckled. I felt him kiss the top of my head.
I lifted my head up to look at him and gave him a peck on the lips.
"What will I do without you?" He mused with that loving smile.
A/N
This is the only chapter in Shayne's POV. The whole story will be written in Liam's. :)
