Happily

Chapter 6

Hey everyone! I just wanted to let you know, that this chapter you're going to switch point of views, between Harry and Carter, so just watch out for that! And anyway.. ENJOY!!(-:

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Harry's Pov:

I am to tired to do anything at the moment. I don't feel like getting up out of the warmth the blankets are giving to me. I don't want to get ready for the concert we have told management we'd do. I just don't want to do anything, nothing at all.

It's not that I don't love performing, because I really do. It's just me and the rest of the lads have been so busy lately and we haven't had a break for about three months. It's been to long. I just want a day to sleep in and have a fun time with my friends and family back home. I miss them to be honest.

I was almost asleep again when my phone started to go off, making my dead silent room, loud. I grabbed my phone from the dresser and looked at the ignorant bastard who would call me so early in the morning. It was Louis, of course. I touched the accept button.

"Hello." I said into the phone.

"Harry, get your ass down here now! We have been waiting for you, for a good ten minutes now and we have the concert for the cancer patients this morning!" Louis scolded me.

"Well, good morning to you too." I said jokingly, rolling my eyes. I hung up my phone.

I hurried out of my bed and grabbed a pair of jeans, my boxers, and a t-shirt. I basically threw each item of clothing on me and ran out the door, making sure to grab my cell phone on the way out.

I headed into the elevator and pressed the 'L' button, making my way down to the lobby. I am still half asleep and I am really not ready to get scolded for being late... again. Maybe I should start waking up earlier.. no, I am good.

When the elevator door finally opens up to the lobby I see all of my lads, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn standing there, waiting impatiently.

"Mate, you're late again. Now hurry we have to start to move." Niall said in thick Irish accent.

And with that we walk out of the lobby into the cold outside and into the black van, that will take us to wherever we are headed.

Carter's Pov:

 The time on my phone showed that it was 10:00, which meant soon my nurse would be telling me it's time for the 'Big Show'. I wish that Lauren could be here with me too. It would have been so much better with her. Knowing her, though, she would probably leaving the lobby with all of the big heart throbs' number. She was such a flirt, I laughed to myself. Bralen was right, though, Lauren would hate to see me mourn over her death. It's just it doesn't feel right to smile, laugh, or even just be just happy.

 "Dear, you should head down to the lobby now. Ugh.. One.. urr.. oh! Direction! Is going to be here soon." Sheryl informed me.

 "Thank you! I will start to head down, but Sheryl, will you actually help me down there.. to the lobby?" I replied, feeling upset with myself because I had to ask such a dumb question. She probably thinks I act like a two year old. No seven teen year old girl needs to ask for help to walk.

 "Oh, yes! Are you okay, Carter? You usually like to do things on your own, without any ones help." She said, looking genuinely worried for me.

 "Yeah, I am fine. I just kind of feel a little.. I don't know.. weaker?"

 "Okay. Are you sure you want to go downstairs then? Do you think you will be okay?"

 "Yeah, I really want to go down there... And I am sure I will be fine. Like the doctors said.. I am getting better and better each day!" I replied.

 "Ok. Well let's get going. Here just sit on this." She said, holding onto a wheelchair.

 "Ok."

 And with that we headed down to the lobby, with me in the wheel chair, holding onto the breathing tank, and Sheryl pushing be down the halls.

Harry Pov:

 Great. Fans are surrounding the Children's Hospital, making it so much harder for the lads and I, to enter. We are just trying to do a nice thing, for the children who are living a hard life, battling cancer, but some fans are here, and we know they are just going to ruin it for the patients. I know that not all fans are like this. And by this I mean, basically crazy. 

 "We are going to have to hurry into the hospital. Do not stop to take any pictures, or sign anything. We are on a tight schedule today." Paul told all of us.

 We each mumbled okays.

 "Alright. Let's go."

 We all jumped out of the van that brought us here and basically sprinted to the entrance of the building. Girls all shouted out us, telling us that they love us, which I know they do. We all love them back equally as much.

 We made our way to where we will be performing our mini concert. This hospital had to be the largest one I had ever seen. It literally took me and the lads ten minutes to get to the area where we will be entertaining the patients. Some of them were already waiting in the lobby. I really feel bad for every child, adult, and elder that has or had cancer. They all lived a hard life, going through so many tests. Cancer sucks.

 "Dude, I feel so bad for these kids." Zayn told me, motioning towards the cancer patients.

 "I do too. It's not fair for these kids and teens to get this terrible disease. They didn't even live their life yet." I replied. 

 "It really isn't fair. We should really try to make this one of the best concerts we performed. They deserve it." Liam said, joining our conversation.

 "Yeah." Zayn and I said in unison.

 "Boys, we will be starting in about five minutes. You better be ready by then." Paul warned.

 I was ready to rock the stage, and put on an amazing show. These patients deserve it more than anything.