The diagnosis

Chapter 8

Andy's POV

I lay on my bed, flicking through channels. It is almost 4PM and I barely got any sleep once Harry left. I felt like one of those needy girls but I really did already miss him. I knew he was doing something he love though, so I was happy for him. My doctor told me that today was my rest day and tomorrow I would be trying another small dosage of treatment, a day after that, I will be having a check up to see how my body is responding to treatment. My doctor lightly knocked and walked into the room.

I looked away from the TV and up at him. "You still not able to sleep?" He asked. I shook my head. "Here these will help." He said handing me a pill with a glass of cold water. I smiled thankfully at him. Dr. Finn. I thought, suddenly remembering his name. "You remind me so much of my daughter." He grinned at me. I looked at him curiously.

"You have a daughter?" Dr. Finn laughed at my reaction but nodded. "Yeah, she is only eight though. She also likes one direction." "You should bring her here one day, I'd love to meet her, and then I could introduce her to the boys, if you'd like." His eyes widened slightly. "You would do that for her?" Dr. Finn said in a hushed voice.

"Of course I would. It had been my dream to meet them too once upon a time!" I smile at him, beginning to feel sleepy. "Thank you, Andy. I'll let you get some rest." I smiled at him and saw him leave the room. I fell into a dreamless sleep.

I awoke to a bright room, feeling groggy and like I slept for too long. I looked at the clock 4:30pm. Or not enough. Only a half hour of sleep. i thought sadly. Suddenly Dr. Finn entered my room. "Hey, I came to make sure you were doing ok and to get you to your treatment appointment." He said. I stretched slightly. Feeling a lot better than I had before I went to sleep. "That isn't until tomorrow." I said. Dr. Finn shook his head quickly. "Andy, you slept for a day."

My eyes widened. "I'll meet you at treatment." I nodded and he left. I quickly brushed my teeth and took an extremely quick shower. After, I slowly made my way down to the treatment centre. I was going to be alone for this treatment. I don't know when Harry will be back, or if meeting him was even a dream. My heartbeat picked up.

Treatment was hard enough when Harry was supporting me, how will I make it through by myself. I sat down in the chair nervously. I could feel my limbs shaking. Dr. Finn walked in with the younger guy that had given me my treatment last time. I felt his eyes rest on me and it made me slightly uncomfortable. Dr. Finn smiled encouragingly at me and then left. 

"Where's you friend from two days ago?" I wasn't sure how to respond. The vast room filled with comfy chairs for cancer patients was completely empty other than us. When I didn't answer he continued to stare at me. "You're really pretty, do you have a boyfriend." I balked at him. Man was this guy straight forward. Suddenly I heard the door shut, I hadn't even heard it open. "Yes, she does have a boyfriend." A familiar raspy voice said angrily.

The skinny guy in front of me paled. I turned to see a tired looking Harry. A huge smile spread across my face. "Harry!" I exclaimed excitedly. I rose from my chair and ran into his arms. He smiled and kissed the top of my head as I hugged him. Harry lead me back to my seat, not letting go of my hand. "You're here." I poked his familiar dimple. "I told you that you wouldn't have to go through this alone, and I meant what I said." I smiled up at him, thankful that I wouldn't have to go through it alone.

Harry lead me back to my chair, not letting go of my hand. The doctor who had been flirting with me looked extremely awkward but remained calm. I noticed that Harry gave him a hard look every once in a while. As I took my seat I looked at the doctor expectantly. "You ready?" He asked. I nodded. Harry gave my hand a gentle squeeze and a small smile.

As I sat there for the long treatment to begin, I noticed how tired Harry was looking. I had to admit though, when he was fighting to keep his eyelids open, it was extremely cute. I began to worry that his lack of sleep was my fault. I mean he only came back for me, this is probably the time he usually gets to sleep in, and yesterday he was too busy trying to find me and work things out between us, or two days ago. Sleeping that long really screwed me up. I felt so bad about that. I should have trusted Harry and just asked him, but I didn't.

Harry looked back at the doctor, studying his movements with hard eyes. "Ok, I'll be back in a little while." The doctor said before quickly leaving the room. I could already feel the effects of treatment an I wasn't liking it. "So how are you feeling?" Harry asked into the silent room.

"I've actually been feeling quite a bit better, but Dr. Finn had to give me some sleeping pills yesterday." I looked down at our still intertwined hands and smiled slightly to myself. I looked back up to catch Harry watching me and smiling, but then he frowned. "You haven't been sleeping well?" I shook my head, no.

"It looks like you haven't been getting much sleep either." I said. He smiled shyly and shrugged his shoulders. I had always dreamed of having a boyfriend and snuggling with him, but I would never have the guts to do anything like that. Would I? I felt my heart beat quicken slightly and I slowly moved to lean on Harry. When my side was almost half way there I felt arms go around me and pull me completely into him.

"You're so shy. It's so cute." I felt my cheeks redden. "It's not like I've been around guys really. Especially one I really like." Harry laughed slightly. "Well, all I can say to you is just be yourself and you don't have to be shy around me." Harry smiled warmly at me, which I returned happily. We sat there in comfortable silence until another doctor came back in and finished my treatment.

Harry grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room and back to my hospital room. Harry instantly collapsed Onto a bed and pulled me down with him so my back was pressed snugly into his chest and then he wrapped his legs around mine. "I know you aren't too tired, and I'll stay up with you, but I hope you don't mind that I just need you in my arms to know that you are ok." He said in a tired voice. I smiled and snuggled closer to him. He responded by hugging me tighter. "I'm good with it." I said with a giggle. Before I could even tell him to get some sleep, I began hearing soft, quiet, and cute snores. I smiled an fell into a deep sleep.