Chapter 7

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I was sitting at my table in the corner of the cafeteria. 

"Hey." Someone said. 

I looked up it was Zayn. 

"Hi." I said quietly. 

"May I sit?" He asked gesturing to the seat across from me. 

I nodded and he took at seat. 

"Did I traumatize you guys enough?" I asked bitter. It'd been a day since I'd seen any of them. 

He shook his head. "No, it's just hard you know? We're so lucky. And the reality of cancer and sickness was like being hit by a truck." He sighed. "My girlfriend Jiovanna is fasinated by you hah, I've told her about you and she wants to meet you, she's coming for the concert. You're an inspiration to her I guess."

"Me how?" I asked confused. 

"Not sure guess you'll have to ask her." He shrugged.

I really liked Zayn he was smart and he knew what to say. I hadn't talked to him much but I was really warming up to him. 

"Can I ask you something?" 

"Anything." He said simply. 

"If Jiovanna had cancer and could die any moment would you leave her? To make it easier?"

He chuckled. "Never, I'd be by her side till the end, and after. When you love or like someone it's worth it. They need you as much as you need them."

I nodded. 

"Why?" He asked raising a brow. 

"I guess cause my old boyfriend left me. We had gone out for 6 months and you know soon as he found out he just kind of left. I guess he couldn't handle the reality that I'm dying."

"Well he is a jackass, and didn't deserve you anyways."

I smiled. "Thanks Zayn you're a real pleasure to talk to." 

He smiled and tapped my nose. "Anytime." He got up and pushed the chair in. "Oh and by the way I don't think you're dying. You just got a touch of cancer." 

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I went back to my room in a better mood. I opened my door but froze in the doorway to see Harry Styles sittng on my uncomfortable bed. 

I unfroze myself and walked towards him. He got up and embraced me. 

It made all my muscles stiffen for a second. But as his strong arms just held me they relaxed. 

I hadn't had a real long hug in ages. Yes my parents and the little ones hugged me but this was a whole new kind of hug. 

"I'm sorry for not visiting sooner." He said into my hair. 

The butterflies in my stomach fluttered all around. This was so nice but then I had to realize who he was and who I was and how it never lasted. 

Whether I liked it or not I was attracted to him and I cared about him. I didn't want to hurt him and I didn't want to be hurt. I had enough heartbreaks. 

I pulled away. 

He looked down at me. 

"I'm sorry you had to see me like that." I said looking at the ground. 

He slid his finger under my chin and tilted it up. "Please don't be sorry or embaressed or anything. It's not your fault and it's just-" He stopped he was at lost of words. 

I looked at his face as he struggled. My heart beat a bit faster. I don't even know how you can get to like someone in such a short time. How attached you can get. But I could shake the feeling that the only reason he was acting like he actually liked me was because he felt bad. I couldn't handle that. 

I looked away from his face. 

"Amy," The way he said my name made me look back at him. "There's just something about you that makes me crazy. It makes my heart beat fast and, and I just don't want to be away from you." 

I was speechleess. My stomach dropped. 

"I can't do this," I said shakily. "My ex he said all these things and I was in love with him and the minute he realized how severe my cancer was he left me. It broke me and I couldn't deal with it again. I already fight so hard to be happy, but when you realize I could die anyday, I just-" I was on the verge of tears. 

Harry grabbed my hand. "I'm not him Amy. I know what the chances of liking you are. I saw what happened. I took a whole 24 hours to think about it, and in all honestly I don't care. It'd be an honor to have my heart broken by you Amy Waters."

He squeezed my hand. I blinked back the tears. 

"Harry I-"

"Shhh, just sleep on it, and just know I'm not like most guys and certainly not that douche bag who left you. You're something special and you're worth it."

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on my cheek. The skin where his lips touched tingled. 

And with that he walked out the door closing it with a light click. 

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