The diagnosis

Chapter 20

Andy's POV

I wake up really warm and slightly confused as to why I feel like I'm on fire. My first fearful though is that my Cancer was taking my life, the Doc did say it wasn't extremely life threatening this time, but you never know with cancer. My mind then flicks to the thought about death being cold and lonely, I wasn't feeling that. I shifted slightly. Okay I'm still alive. I thought happily.

As I moved I felt something around my waist. Harry. Finally I remembered that I fell asleep in his embrace and was still there. His limbs intertwined with mine. I attempt to squirm out of his embrace but it didn't work, he's too big. I hear Harry groan quietly. "Good morning." His raspy morning voice speaks, sending shivers up my spine.

"Good morning." I responded with a happy smile. "How are you feeling?" He asked as he relentlessly let me sit up. My heart fluttered as I saw him shirtless. I couldn't help but stare at his beautifully tanned skin wit ink splashed everywhere. Harry smirked as he noticed me watching. "I'm good." I lied, a slight blush forming. I was actually feeling really weak and all of my limbs were throbbing.

Harry looked at me skeptically and I attempted to change the subject. "You hungry?" "Sure, we can go out if you want?" "Nah, I don't really want to deal with your fans or the paparazzi today." Fear flamed through me but then subsided. Harry nodded.

"Are you're Parents home?" I shook my head. "They're divorced but my mom practically works 24/7." I quickly ducked into the bathroom to change into a pair of sweats. I came out and found Harry already pulling out ingredients in the kitchen. "What are you making me?" I joked. "Pancakes, that alright?" I gaped at him.

"Yeah, you're actually going to make me breakfast?" i ask. A deep laugh escaped Harry's lips. "of course." He paused what he was doing to come over to where I stood in front of the island. He put his arms on either side of my, trapping me. My heart began to race.

"I'd do anything for you." His husky voice whispered as he ducked his head to my short level. My breathing increased as I felt his warm breath caress my skin. A smile spread across his full lips, knowing bloomed in his eyes. He knew exactly what kind of effect he has on me. Finally, he brought his lips gently to mine. My hands lifted to tangle themselves in his hair. His arms left the table and wrapped around my waste, picking me up and pulling me gently against him, deepening the kiss.

A cough sounded from behind us. I quickly pulled away. Harry gently put me down as I turned to see my brother standing awkwardly at the entrance of the kitchen. "Erm, mom told me to come check up on you to make sure your okay since she was busy with work." His eyes flicked to Harry and back to me. "I can see that you're good, so I'm just going to go now." Kay awkwardly darted from the room. I laughed at the same time as a blushed blossomed on my face.

Harry laughed, gave me one last peck on the lips, and then continued preparing our breakfast. When the pancakes were finished, I was famished. The food smelt delicious and tasted better. After we ate, I moved to clean up. "Oh no, you are going to sit on that couch and put a movie on or something, I will clean up." "But you cooked." I whined. "So? I can clean too. You need rest. I'll be there in a bit." I nodded and went to sit on the couch.

The kitchen was a nice open space that adjoined to the living room. I put on Transformers and curled up in a ball. I looked over to the kitchen and watched Harry moving around the kitchen as he cleaned up from our breakfast. The last thing I remembered was sighing happily as I watch his back muscles move under his shirt as he pushed his hair back with his hands.

I woke up really comfortable and feeling extremely good. The familiar smell of Harry filling my senses. I blinked my eyes open to see that I was curled in a ball against Harry's side. I felt his arm draped across my shoulder, holding me closer to him. I glanced at the t.v, Transformers 2 was playing. "Hello sleeping beauty." I giggled at Harry's words. "What happened?" I asked. Only able to remember watching Harry in the kitchen.