It Hurts (Harry styles)

Chapter 1-Finally

I flopped carelessly on my bed while sighing. It was finally Friday. School had gone by unbelievable slow. I only had a week until graduation. Walking over to my mirror, I sighed as I slipped my wig off my soft head. Yes I wore a wig. Yes I was bald. About six months ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. So due to the chemo therapy I've lost my hair. I normally don't wear a wig except for school because I find it extremely itchy.

"Faye, honey Anne and Gemma are coming for dinner tonight so get ready," my mum said from out side my door. I sighed again "okay mum." I said. Yeah Anne and Gemma styles... I was good friends with Gemma. I made sure that Gemma and Anne didn't tell Harry about my...condition. Who knows if he'll see me again before I go. No I don't know if I will die. I have the chance of surviving, but I'm mentally preparing my self. As my mother (Abigail) directed, I got ready to go. Putting on some floral skinny jeans and a white tee shirt, a loose one of course because I look anorexic due to the amount of weight I've lost. Next I go over to my vanity to do my make up. I find so much inspiration in Talia Castellano because of how strong she stays and how confident she was in not wearing a wig. So I use most of her make up tutorials. Even though I still wear a wig but I'm no where near as confident as she was. It was a semi special occasion so I put on my long blonde wig that looks close to my old hair. My old hair was dirty blondish and was long-down to my waist. But the wigs that long were too expensive so I got a shorter one. At least it looks real.

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Harry's POV

Finally we had the whole summer off. I couldn't wait to be home to see my mum, Gemma and the Hallers. Faye. How I missed her so much. I know we stopped talking but that doesn't mean I forgot her at all. God no. I could never do that. And now I get too see her tonight. As I made my way to the Hallers door, I couldn't help help but to feel nervous. What if she hates me? I really really hope not. I gently knocked on the door. I knew my mum and gem were already here and I probably didn't need to kno- my thoughts where cut short and Abigail opened the door and grinned when she saw me. "Oh dear boy you have grown so much!" She exclaimed while pulling me into a big hug. "Hi Abby" I grinned. "Come in, come in." She ushered me inside. "Where's Faye?" I asked "um she's unavailable..." Abby said quietly "well is she home?" I asked "well yes,she just doesn't...really... Want to see you....." She spoke. My heart broke in two. "Does-does s-she hate me?" I stuttered out "well no, quite the opposite really.. She misses you a lot really.." Abby said

Well then I want to see her!" I raised my voice. I felt bad but I knew she would understand. "alright well I guess if you want to see her you can see her. Faye come down please! "

A minute later Faye came bounding down the stairs "FAYE!!" I grinned. "Hey Harry" she smiled. I could tell she had lost quite a lot of weight since the last time I saw her, but I didn't say anything. Instead I scooped her up and squeezed her tight. "I missed you." I whispered in her ear.

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Faye's POV

For the first time I smiled a real smile. Not the smile I gave my mom when she asks if I'm okay. "I missed you too." I whispered back. I could see my mum and Anne giving me the 'you need to tell him soon' look. "You cut your hair" he said while twirling the end of it. I tensed up a bit, worried that he might find out it was a wig. "I sure did. " I replied with a small chuckle because technically I wasn't lying. I did shave my head. That still counts. "Alright kiddos it's dinner time." mum said

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Dinner wasn't too terrible awkward. It was almost like old times. But soon enough the styles family had to go. "Harry would you please go start the car." Anne asked him. I knew just what she was doing. Harry groaned but still listened. As soon as he was out of earshot, mum and Anne said "you need to tell him" at the same time. I sighed. I knew they were right. It was pretty pointless trying to hide it. He would probably freak out and not talk to me again. "I will soon. Don't worry." they both sighed. I knew this was hard on them like it was on me "don't worry I'll be fine." I said. It was more like I was telling my self that. Thankfully Harry walked in stopping to questioning. After saying our goodbyes they left and I went up to bed.

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It's been a week since I saw Harry. I wasn't avoiding him... I just didn't know to tell him I was kind of dying. "oh hey Harry by the way I may be dead by the end of the summer. I really don't know." that would probably be a bad idea....

I had chemo today. My least favorite thing. It made you feel so weak and lifeless. And tomorrow would be even worse because I would be extremely tired tomorrow. But if it means getting me better I guess I should just suck it up. After I got dressed, put my wig an make up on, I left. As I opened the door I was surprised to be met with a large figure standing at the door with their hand up ready to knock. I realized it was Harry once I got the sun out of my eyes. "Oh hi faye!" he smiled. "Where you off too?" he questioned "I've just got a doctor Appointment to get to" I smiled "is every thing alright? did you get hurt? what happened?" he fired questions at me. "I'm fine Harry it's just a girl appointment. No need to worry." I lie. "Oh okay well I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out today?" he smiled "I don't think I can today but maybe tomorrow...." I knew I couldn't tomorrow because I would look all pale and weak. I just didn't want to come up with an excuse for why. "Alright well I'll let you go." He smiled "bye Faye". "Bye harry. "

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After chemo I got home, took my wig and make up off, changed into sweats and fell asleep. Knowing I would probably sleep for about 12 hours.

Bright sunlight steaming from my window woke me from my dreamless slumber. I groaned and shifted in my bed. I was almost asleep when a light knock came from my door. I sighed and got out of my bed. I assumed it was my mom coming to check on me like she does every morning after chemo. But I was proved wrong when I swung the door open to meet the widened green eyes of Harry. Then I realized why they were wide. I wasn't wearing my wig.

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