For Darcy: Harry Styles Story

Chapter 15

             "And you never will be" Louis spoke. Those words. Those were the words that made me realize that my world might collapse.

                                                                    Miranda's P.O.V

            I woke up to a long tube up my arm and two up my nose. I looked around, i was in the hospital again. Is this going to be the rutine from now and on? I can't go living like this.

             "Hello Mrs. Styles, how are you feeling?" A nurse with short hair approached me.

               "A bit weak." I said scrunching my nose.

               "Would you like me to bring your husband and his friend?" I looked at this lady, she was young and by her name tag, her name was Tess.

                "I'm not married..but you must be talking about my boyfriend. Please bring them in?" I said as politely as i can. She nodded and went to go fetch them.

                 When they finally came Harry's eyes were bright red as were Louis'.

                "Babe." His lip began to tremble and his eyes became glossy.

                 "Please. Give me a hug." I said. He ran to me on the bed and embraced me in his arms as my shoulder began to feel the warm tears falling from his eyes.

                 "Thank you Louis. For everything." I said smiling after Harry let go. Harry layed next to me on the bed and Louis sat down on the chair next to us.

                 "Hi, im doctor Brianna, and i'll be your specialty doctor for the next few years." A blue eyed woman walked in. She shook our hands and sat in the chair by Lou.

                 "So, how does it all work. How will we know if she'll survive or not? Are there side effects? What do you have to give her? Does she need surgery? When will yo-"

                 "Whoa whoa whoa." The doctor interupted Harry's panic mode. "You dont have to worry. We will try everything to keep her alive." She ended. My arm hairs raised and i felt a coat of goose bumps cover my body at the words 'keep her alive'

                "We'll be ready to start one of her testings tomorrow." She began to stand up.

                "What is it?" Louis asked.

                "Chemotherapy" she spoke.

                "How will we know if it works properly?" Harry asks. She sighs.

                 "Chemotherapy is different processes. We know if its working normal.. when she losses her hair." She ended and walked out.

                  "Lose my hair..." I looked at Harry and grabbed a fist full of hair in my hands.

                   Thats it. This is the end. My world is collapsing and this is the breaking point.