He loves me not - A Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter 9

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I heard the door to my room open and Niall walked in. Oh my , did he see me and Harry? What if he did? Wait I shouldn't be worried Harry is my boyfriend and Niall's just my friend. But boy do I tell you his expression was taken back.

"Harry! How dare you!"

"What? How dare I what Niall?"

"How dare you kiss her?!?"

"What you mean how dare I kiss her?? She's my girlfriend Niall! You don't expect me to not kiss my own girlfriend do you? I mean I love her."

"No Harry! You don't love her. You can't love her like other boys out there could. You don't understand her Harry. You hurt her and now you're kissing her?! You don't love her Harry and you never will."

"Don't you dare tell me who I love! I love Isabel Niall! Yes I hurt her and I know what I did was a mistake but it wasn't my fault! Don't tell me who I love!"

"Harry don't put her through this! You've hurt her enough! You're just going to make her life worse! I think it would be better If you just left now."

"Niall she's not yours! You can't stand up for her after what she told me when you were gone! So don't gimmie that bullshit of me not loving her! She loves me Niall NOT you!!"

Wait? Does Niall love me? No! No! I can't , he can't! It's just not right! Is that why he's so protective of me? Telling me that he loves me all the time? I always took it as a friendly "love you "but nothing like real love.

"Is it true Isabel? You love Harry?" he said with a sad and mournful face it hurt to say the truth.

"Umm, yes. Yes Niall I do love Harry. He's my boyfriend and understand-"

"Save the pity for someone else Isabel."

"Excuse me boys but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. The doctors need to speak to Isabel alone about her conditions." the nurse said.

"Okay we'll be leaving now. Bye love. See you in a few." Harry said before kissing my lightly on the forehead.

"Bye Isabel." Niall said so sheepishly and bitter it hurt to hear that voice coming from that happy go lucky mouth. What have I done?

"Hello Isabel my name is Doctor Moore. How are you feeling?"

How am I feeling? Depressed. Sad. Hated. Loved. Tired. Sacred. Nervous. Energetic. All of these feelings is what I felt at that moment but I couldn't explain my life story to some doctor, this isn't Dr.Phil.

"Um I'm a little tired but other than that I'm fine" I said with my fakest smile ever.

"Okay good. Well I'm here to tell you about what we found in the lab about your heart and conditions."

Oh dear God. What if he tells me I only have a few months to live?!? What if he says I'll never be able to live a normal life?! I was so nervous of what he was gonna say my butt was sweating right through the hospital gown. Note to self , check if I have hyperhidrosis.

"Isabel, what I'm about to tell you may shake you a little but know that even with this condition you can still live a perfectly normal life but you just have to watch your limits."

Phew! I can live a normal life.

"Isabel you have Coronary Heart disease. Or CHD for short."

"And what does this mean?"

"This means that the main artery that supplies blood to your heart and the rest of your body is damaged. When you had your heart attack it became smaller due to the cardiac arrest. You may at times feel very light headed and weak because not the same amount of blood can enter your body like before. However you do have limits."

"Limits like what doc?"

"Limits like you can't exert yourself. If you feel like you are getting tired do not try and push forward, take a break and relax. Also Isabel you have to be careful of where you get hurt. If you get hit or hurt badly on the left side of your heart your artery can be hemeraged and damaged for good. The blood flow can stop and-

"And I can die. Right?"

"Yes Isabel , you can die due to how impacting the force was."

"Thank you for telling me the truth and not trying to put the risk of my death in other words."

"It's my job. I'll be leaving now, do you have any questions for me?"

"No you answered all that I needed to ask, thanks."

"Goodbye then Isabel."

"Bye".

My life is ruined. I can never live a normal life with a damaged artery. It's impossible. I won't be able to do things I used to like play football with the boys or have wrestling fights. I'll be an awkward outcast who won't be able to enjoy life anymore because of my fucked up body. No one wants a girl who isn't fun. No one, not even Harry.

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A/N- So before you start being critical know that I kinda made up a disease about a damaged artery. I don't know to much about heart disease so don't start telling me how I'm wrong. Yes I know CHD doesn't have anything to do with a damaged artery it's about plaque build up but I needed something like this for up coming chapters. K thanks :) vote and comment xx.