It'd been about 4 days since One Direction showed up. Over those days I found myself hanging out with them a lot. They were very easy to be friends with. They were all so sweet and kind and I regret being so negitive.
The one thing I did not like were those stupid girl feelings I felt towards Harry. Not only would he realize he wouldn't want a dying girl like me, but plus he was in the most famous boy band in the world, he could have any girl. He just felt bad for me.
Like they all did.
"Amy you are coming to the concert right?" Niall asked me loudly snapping me back into focus.
"Um I don't know if my doctor will let me I can ask."
He frowned but nodded. His eyes lingered on my tubes for a mere second before he went back to doing what he was doing.
Later that night there was a knock on my door. I called a come in and in came One DIrection. I didn't get up from my bed but they came over and swarmed me.
I would have gotten up but today I wasn't feeling that great. Niall looked at me and raised a worried eyebrow.
"I'm just a bit tired." I lied to reassure him.
"Sooo we were just wanting to come visit you, we want you to help us plan our concert." Louis said brightly.
"Awe that's sweet, I'd love to!" I said looking at them all.
NIall and Liam started telling me what songs they were planning on siniging. I asked them if they were dancing and they all just laughed at me. Apparently they didn't dance.
I was about to ask if they were singing Moments but my words caught in my throat and that sharp pain in my lungs acted up. I coughed and tried to cover it up as a normal cough but I felt the blood coming up.
I tried not to panic, I quickly got up and tried not to cough. I almost made it to the bathroom but I coughed and blood spilled onto the floor.
Some of the guys gasped and I felt tears well up in my eyes. I dropped to my knees as I coughed some more. I didn't look at them. After a minute one of them ran out to get someone and immeadietly the nurses were in and rushing them out.
Harry was the last one ushered out and I looked up to soon and I caught his eye.
He looked horrified.
I watched through blurry teary eyes as the nurses cleaned up my blood from the floor. I cursed my cancer more than I ever had before. Not only had it been embarressing, but I was hurt by the terrified look on Harry's face. I'd known something like this would happen and yet I let myself fall for it.
I swallowed and tried to fight the sleeping medicene they gave me. For once I wanted to cry rather than sleep.
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Harry's P.O.V
Amy suddenly got up from the bed. We all watched her try and run to the bathroom. But she suddenly coughed and the sickening sound of blood hitting the ground rang in our ears.
I couldn't get the image of it out my mind. It made me want to cry.
She wouldn't face us. Liam ran out and got a nurse. The nurses quickly told us to get out and just as I was going through the door I looked back at her and he eyes met mine for a split second. They were tear filled.
As we drove home a tears slipped down everyones face.
Reality was brutal.
When we got back to the hotel we finished planning the concert. And boy it was going to be the best damn concert we ever would perform.
