Louis Tomlinson is a well respected Doctor whose life revolves around his work and his 8 year old daughter... until he meets Harry Styles, who becomes his daughter's art teacher. Harry becomes a part of their lives, loving Louis' little girl Emma li...
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"This can't be happening," Louis gets out, anger and overwhelming pain washing over him. He feels as if he's been stabbed straight in the heart. He stares back at Harry in front of him, "there... there has to be something they can do... chemo... something..."
"I'm not doing it," Harry tells him, his voice breaking, though he won't show it on his face.
"Why?!" Louis is screaming at him before he even realizes, "why won't you try and fight this again, Harry?!"
"Lou, no one ever said it would cure me," Harry remains calm as he's staring at Louis, "and, you know, it's fine... I'm... I'm ok with it. I've gotten to spend 2, almost 3 brilliant years being married to you, raising our girls... the second chance I was given was completely worth it..."
"No," Louis shouts, knocking everything on their dresser off and into the floor. Pictures of them shatter, but he doesn't care. He leans against the dresser with his back turned to Harry as he's allowing tears to finally fall. "Harry... I... I can't lose you... I can't!"
"Louis," Harry whispers behind him, "you and I both knew this might happen..."
"No," Louis says again, "I'm not losing you... we'll do another transplant... I'll donate again..."
"You heard Jeff," Harry begins slowly, "it's... it's too risky. I'm not doing it. This is my choice, isn't it?"
"Don't I get a say?" Louis turns and asks, tears streaming down his face, "I'm your fucking husband. Shouldn't I at least get to discuss this with you?!"
Harry bites his lip, "it's my decision, Louis. I... I just ask that you accept it. Please. I'm not afraid of dying..."
"I'm afraid of you dying," Louis gets out through sobs, "Harry, you... you've changed my life. You are my whole entire world. I can't lose you... I just can't."
Harry steps over, his hands gently touching Louis' shoulders, his eyes filled with tears, "you'll never lose me... I'll always be with you. You'll see me every day in Emma... and Olivia."
Louis breaks down even more, thinking of Olivia having to grow up without ever even remembering how amazing her father was... how truly remarkable he was... how he would have given everything in the world for her.
"Please," Louis sobs out quietly as he's staring at Harry, "please try and fight this... please. I'm not ready for this to be over."
"I... I can't fight it this time," Harry manages to get out, "my body couldn't handle it... it's already worse than it was before... and if I try chemo or even another transplant, Lou, it could kill me... and I'd rather not die that way... I'd rather live the final months of my life the way I want. I don't expect you to accept this, even though I wish you would..."
Louis wipes his eyes and shakes his head, though he can't stop the sobs.
And Harry's tears finally fall, too as he's staring in Louis' eyes, "I want you to know, though that... that the second chance you've given me was completely worth it. It was. I've enjoyed every single moment I've gotten to spend with you. You've given me more than I could've ever asked for... you gave me a family, Louis. You gave me a best friend and a lover. You took care of me... and saying thank you isn't even enough. Saying I love you isn't enough... but I don't know what else to tell you."
