3 weeks later...
Isabella's POV:
My life has changed. I will never forget those 4 words. Let's just say that I'm living with auntie Eleanor for a few weeks. So how bout we go back to the day at the hospital. So after mum was rushed into some form of room, everyone went crazy. My uncles (and dad) found out they were leaving on tour for 4 months, and then to top it off, mum and my aunties have a tour too. Mum is expected a baby, which really is great. And I start school tomorrow.
"Auntie Ellie!"
"Yes baby girl?"
"I don't want to go to school tomorrow." I sulked.
"Oh hon, I know it's going to be hard."
"I'm gonna get bullied, be known as the girl who has cancer."
"You're going to be known as the girl who BEAT cancer's butt." I laughed at auntie El, but then remembered.
"Auntie El, what if they make fun of me because I have no hair?"
"I've already solved that." Auntie El pulled out a bag and handed it to me. I looked in the bag and smiled.
"Thank you auntie El."
"No problem, do you want to try it on?" I nodded and pulled out the wig that looked exactly like my old hair. I ran into the bathroom after putting it on and gasped, it was like I never lost any hair. My phone went off and I ran into the living room and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby!"
"Hi mum! How's tour?" I asked, quite sadly at the end.
"It's oh kay, what's wrong?"
"I miss you, you know I never got to say goodbye right? As soon as you left the hospital, you guys left on tour."
"I know baby girl, I feel horrible. Hey? How about we skype?"
"Sure!" I turned on auntie El's laptop and called mum. When she answered I hung up the phone.
"Oh Izzy! You look beautiful."
"Thanks, auntie El bought it for me. Since, you know." I said looking down.
"Yes, I do. It won't be that bad."
"Everyone says that! It won't be THAT bad. No matter what school I go to, no matter what I look like everyone will make fun of me!" Mum was quiet for a few minutes. "I've gotta go, can you get auntie Jade to call me?" I hung up and closed the laptop screen.
"Hey Izzy, do you want to go visit uncle Louis's mum?"
"What will we do there?"
"You can play with his little sisters, he's got four of them."
"YAY!" I said jumping up and down.
"Now let's go, it's about an hours drive." Me and auntie El walked downstairs together and got into a cab.
1 hour and 10 minutes later...
"C'mon Izzy. We're here." Me and auntie El got out of the cab and walked up to the front door. Auntie El knocked on the door and we heard some rustling from inside.
"Hello Eleanor!" The door swung open to reveal a middle aged woman who I was guessing was uncle Louis's mum.
"Hi Jay! How's it going?"
"It's going alright! And is this Isabella? I've heard so much!"
"Hi, nice to meet you." Jay gave me a hug and opened the door wider so we could come in. "Lottie, Fizzy, Daisy, Phoebe! Eleanor is here!" Four girls came running into the living room.
"Hi Eleanor!" They all said in unison.
"Girls, this is Isabella. Uncle Zayn and Perrie's adoptive daughter." I was soon being dragged down the hallway by the girls, I looked back at auntie El and she was talking to Jay. I sighed and followed the other girls.
"So Isabella, tell us about yourself." I sat there quiet for a moment before one of them began to speak again.
"Oh yeah, I'm Fizzy. That's Lottie, Daisy and Phoebe."
"Okay, well you have to promise me something."
"And what's that?" Phoebe asked.
"I don't want you guys making fun of me."
"We would never!" Lottie assured me, everyone else nodded.
"Okay, well I'm 10 years old, I like dressing up and shopping. And I've had cancer twice."
"So you beat cancer?" Daisy asked.
"Yup!" I said enthusiastically.
"That's awesome!" Fizzy exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know." I said.
