That night I didn't get much sleep. I had to focus harder than usual to breathe. I laid in bed comcentrating on breathing in and out. The steady hum of my oxygen tank soothed me.
Nights like this really made me realize that I was dying. And the fact I had to live in the hospital.
I grabbed my laptop and opened it up.
i forced myself to breath. In out, In out.
I logged onto Facebook. I had 17 notifications. I hadn't been on facebook for quite a few weeks. I clicked on the lit up world. It took me to my wall where there were tons of comments.
Hope you're doing well!
Stay strong Amy, you'll win this fight!
They went on and on. It was from all my friends and peers that I used to go to school with a year ago. I hadn't been the most popular girl in school but everyone knew me. I kept scrolling. I saw a post from a while ago that made me stop.
Baby I still love you, I always will. Be stong fight that stupid cancer! I'll visit you everyday!
I felt that twinge of pain I felt eveytime I thought of him. The day I told him I had cancer he acted different. He came around to see me less and less and when I started living in the hospital I was lucky if I got phone call during the week. It hurt. I had loved him we'd been dating for 6 months. I thought he had really loved me too.
Being depressed really messed me up more when they first started treating me for my lung cancer. And one nigth when they told me my tumors were growing he visited. I thought he was going to apologize and take me back but no. He came up to me and said,
"How could you do this to me?"
He pretty much broke up with me implying that he didn't want to see me anymore.
I'm over it now though. No sense in waisting the rest of my short life on him.
I sighed and shut my laptop harder than I should have. I tried to close my eyes and sleep but as I comcentrated on breathing I started to get anxious so i pressed the red button on my bed and my nurse immeadietly came in.
When I woke up my stomach was growling. I got up and dressed in some jeans and a T-shirt. I braided my long hair to the side. I even decided to even put a little make up on. I walked and rolled my oxygen tank to the door. I rarely eat down in the cafteria but I wanted scome better food for once. As I walked into the cafeteria quite a few eyes turned towards me.
I cursed my lungs for sucking at being lungs.
I got a donut and an omlet. There was an empty table in the corner I went and sat down and waited for people to stop starring.
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Harry's P.O.V
We decided to get up early and go to the hopital. Of course Niall announced he was hungry the minute we got there. So we went to the cafeteria we were waiting in line when I looked over.
I was Amy in the corner. Her cart was next to her. I walked over and sat down across from her. Her eyes went wide, I guess I startled her.
"Hello." I said with a smile.
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Amy's P.O.V
I was startled when someone abruptly sat down across from me.
"Hello." Harry said with a grin on his face.
"Hi." I said, trying not to be rude.
" How are you?"
What kind of question was that? I was dying.
"Great I'm doing great." I know I sound like a brat, but I guess that's what cancer does to you. I took a deep breath and it felt great I rarely could take a big enough breath that would actually fill my lungs.
"So how long will you be here?" I said trying to sound casual.
"You really don't like us do you?" He said raising his brows.
I felt kinda bad now. I sighed. "It's not that it's just you're doing this only for-"
"For our image? Yeah I know that's what the hospital staff thought at first too. But we actually wanted to do this. No one told us to. I'm sorry if that's what you thought."
I felt guilty now. I usually don't act like this. I'd like to blame it all on my cancer but it was just me.
"I'm sorry." I said finally.
"Come on now tell me that us 5 incredibly hot guys don't make you want to freak out, not to mention we're the biggest boy band in the world." He winked.
"Not really no." I said.
The expression on his face made me laugh. He must not be used to being disagreed with.
He smiled again. "Huh there's something about you, that I don't know, it makes me want to get to know you."
I have no idea why I blushed. I have to admit Harry wasn't hard on the eyes. He had striking green eyes, and I did like his curls. And his accent was pleasent to listen to.
He must have realized I was really looking at him because he smirked at me.
I got up and grabbd my cart. "I got to go."
"Shame, we should do this again tonight. Meet here."
I thought about it for a minute and decided why not? It's not like I had plans tonight.
"Okay."
"Okay." He smiled.
I got up and walked quickly out. I went back to my room. I grabbed my laptop and went to youtube. I tryped One Direction. A whole bunch of songs popped up and I looked through them.
Why not check their music out? See how good they really were.
I finally clicked on a song called Moments.
I listened to their voices carefully and funny enough I knew excatly when Harry started singing. He was really good, they all were. I could see why they were so famous.
I listened to it again focusing on the lyrics. It gave me chills. It's weird but it was like a cancer song. To me at least. I closed my laptop and thought about it.
Maybe they weren't so bad?
