Doctor styles [Harry styles fanfiction]

Chapter 1.

"Where's the money?"

"I don't have money with me." I said but got slapped in the face and pushed against the wall.

"One last time, where's the money?!" He yelled in my face. I saw his friends looking at me with a stupid smirk on their faces.

"I don't have any money!" Tom pushed me harder and higher against the wall. I couldn't stand on my feet anymore. He then slammed my head against the wall and punched me in the face.

"You're pathetic babe." He said with disgust in his voice as he let go of my and I landed with a thud on the ground. He spit on my face and walked away, laughing out loud with his friends. I picked myself up from the ground, feeling a couple of tears falling down my cheeks. This happened every day and I really don't know why. Everyday they picked me as their target. I sighed and walked home losing myself in my own thoughts. Once I reached my house, I opened the door and walked in. My mom was sleeping on the couch with an bottle of whine next to her. I walked upstairs and into my room. Putting on my laptop I throwed my bag on my bed. I sat down behind my desk and opened tumblr first.

I reblogged many pictures of Linkin Park, Coldplay and some fashion picures. I was really a big fan of Linkin Park and Coldplay. Their voices and music sounded like you're going to heaven. Just the sound of the guitars and the lyrics to the songs could make me drown in my own thoughts. My room was hanging full with posters of them. I never met them, never been to their concert, never been noticed by them on twitter, tumblr or whatever, but I was still a big fan.

I went next on Facebook. Not that it was really interesting since I didn't have much 'friends'. I just went through the homepage and scanned through it while liking some pictures. Everything was just as boring as always. Closing my laptop I looked at the time and shocked.

"Shit." I muttered and ran downstairs.

"I'll be back in a few hours!" I screamed but wasn't expecting a resonse. I slammed the door shut before getting in the car. I drived towards the hospital.

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"And?" I asked once doctor Yavier was back in the room again.

"I'm sorry to say but the bloodtest made clear you have leukemia. " Doctor Yavier said as he sat down behind his desk again and started typing on his laptop. I felt my heart falling down in my stomach and a lump in my throat appearing. I have leukemia? Isn't that cancer? Do I have cancer?

"Can... Am I going to be b-better?" I croaked out. Why me? My life was already one big mess but now this? Why me?

"Yes, most likely. 80 % of children with leukemia cure. But you need a chemo-therapy for that."

"What if I'm that 20%?" I said and felt a tear escaping my eye.

"There is a small chance of that and if you already think like this,-" he trailed off as he shook his head.

"O-okay." I sniffled and bit my lip.

"But the problem is, you then have to go to another hospital." Doctor yavier said and grabbed a few papers.