Strong

Chapter 8:But if I do...

Isabella's POV

'I'll be your strength

 I'll give you hope

 Keeping the faith when it's gone'

I was running around the house getting ready when Liam arrived. "Hi" I gave him a quick hug my hair half done.

 "I'm early so don't rush" he said stepping into our living room which was quite a mess with my stuff lying all over the place. Yeah so I'm sometimes messy, big deal.

 "Ok why don't you have breakfast Aunt May made a feast" I offered. My aunt made breakfast fit for a king every Saturday, but I couldn't have any today. The doctor had requested that I starve overnight cause of the tests and stuff.

 "Wow these muffins are good" Liam said taking a bite of the muffin and then setting it down to help me tie the belt at the back of my blouse.

 "Thanks" I said handing his muffin back to him.

 "Iz, I really need t talk to you"

 "Uhm ok gimme a minute, I just needa change my jeans"

 "Sure" he smiled as I showed him the huge coffee stain on my left thigh from the last time I'd worn these jeans. So I went upstairs to change while Liam sat there sipping his tea. When I got back he was looking a lil green.

 "Li, ya ok?" I asked checking my reflection in the huge mirror we had in our lounge.

 "Yeah, just fine, ya ready t go?"

 "Yup"

Liam's POV

I went to Isabella's with every intention of telling her, but when I got there she was really busy getting ready. So I waited for her a bit, then time went by and she needed to change and I absolutely lost the courage I'd been pluckin op all morning. And when she came back I just knew I couldn't tell her. My mind was screaming that I should, but I guess my heart was winning this one. And I think my face showed the turmoil I was in cause she asked if I was ok.

 "Yeah, just fine, ready t go?" I didn't know what else to say. How do you tell your best friend that she might be dying, especially when she looked that cute?

 We drove to the hospital in silence and by the time we arrived I was feeling sick to my stomach. "She'll be fine" Zayn's words echoed in my mind and I just prayed that they would be true.

Isabella's POV

"Andy's comin!"

 Liam and I froze at those words and instinctively fell to the ground and just lay there as if dead.

 "Hi guys" Andy said as he walked in.

 "Liam?"

 "Isabella?"

 He kept trying to talk to us, but we wouldn't respond. There was no way we were going to break character.

 "Ok guys c'mon" Andy begged and Liam gave in.

 "Hi Andy" he said gettin op from the floor.

 "Hah I win, I win!" I yelled jompin op and down.

 "But Isabella, I couldn't just leave him t think we're dead" Liam tried to reason with me, but I was hearing none of it.

 "Well, it doesn't matter I won" I said putting my hands on me hips and sticking out my tongue.

 "No you didn't!" Liam and Andy said together.

 "Yes I did!" I yelled bursting into tears and runnin out of the room.

Our fight had lasted three whole days and I remember feeling really hurt, like Liam had let me down. I was feeling like that now. Except this time I had a valid reason. We were driving back from the hospital and you could say I was fuming.

 "Liam James Payne, why the hell didn't you tell me what those test were for?!"

 "I didn't know how..." he said looking at me sympathetically.

 "How about 'hey Iz, Dr. Sullivan think's you're dying'"

 "We don't know that for sure, I'm sure it's nothin" he said reaching for my hand which I immediately pulled away.

 "Yeah well whether the tests are clear or not does not make what you did right!"

 "I know..." he said looking down "I'm sorry Iz" he looked up at me and I could see tears in his eyes and I couldn't be mad at him. He was just trying to protect me like he does. He was doing what he does best and how could I be upset about that.