Mad World

Chapter 4:

Chapter 4:

The paper Louis gave me was his phone number and we had been texting for days now, everyday since the concert to be exact and we always FaceTime so we can talk face to face. As weird as he came off, he has calmed down and is more used to my condition now but I still couldn't wrap my mind around the thought that I was becoming best friends with Louis.

I mean, no one ever feels as though that will happen and usually it doesn't but it was for me. After the concert, the boys all followed me and Louis and I are always tweeting and dming each other. A lot of the fans sent me hate because I was getting so close to Louis.

A common hate threat was, "You can't have Louis! He is Harry's boyfriend you whore." Or stuff like that which I ignored because why spend the little time of my life I may live worrying. You never know just when life can slide from your grasps without so much as a warning so live to your full potential right?

I tap my pencil against my paper thinking about the math problem I was solving currently. My doctors weren't telling me but my parents knew that my condition was getting worse. I knew this because I feel like no one can hide things. Kim and Krisa were more awkward and sad while around me which means something was up. My mom and dad (who has been here since my birthday) always look so sad around me anymore.

They try to hide it of course, but it's as hard for them as it is for my friends. There was one person I felt as though I needed to talk to about it... So as soon as my math work is finished, I text Louis asking if he can meet me tonight somewhere so I can talk to him. His reply is instant as he says we should meet at the mall food court.

I get nervous, as though it was a date. "Don't you want to meet somewhere more private so you don't get swarmed?" I ask curiously.

"What like a dark alley?"

"No I just mean somewhere like a park section no one is at or something."

"Okay, how about I come and get you in an hour?"

"Sounds good." My heart was beating fast though and I am suddenly so cautious as to what I am wearing. I go to my room and put on so e makeup changing my outfit to a white blouse that I tuck into a floral high waisted skirt with some white flip flops. I wheel my oxygen cart downstairs with me just as the doorbell rings.

"Where are you going?" My dad asks walking into the living room area. Crap.

"I was going to go to the park with my friend Louis." I say sweetly knowing he will usually fall for sweet.

"Louis... Like Louis from that band you like?"

"Yes, from One Direction. Can I please go?" I ask smiling he sighs but nods. I know they don't like when I can't go anywhere so if I was hanging out with anyone they let me even if it was a famous singer apparently. I answer the door and Louis looks at me bringing me in a hug.

My dad glares at Louis feeling protective over me, he always was. I hug my dad and walk with Louis out to his car. It was hard to get into non handicap vehicles but I was able to get my tank into his car and we were soon on our way to the park.

Luckily, there weren't many people there so we walk to a shady tree and sit underneath. I adjust the oxygen tank and slide down the tree on the blanket we made sure to bring.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Louis, my condition is getting worse... My doctors, parents, and friends won't tell me but I see the sadness in their eyes and I'm scared more then I ever have been. I don't know what I should even do anymore, the stress from the cancer is taking over my thoughts totally. I'm so nervous."