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Laila's POV

I called Sarah to see how she was doing. She said she was going to the doctor today. I really felt bad for her. Yeah, I know I like to hurt her for fun but she was different. Usually when she is sick she comes back the next day. This time she didn't.

*you sure your ok?*

*yes*

*really?* I know I sound eager.

*yes my gosh*

*ok call me if you need any thing*

*i will*

I put my phone away and take a nap.

Sarah's POV

I lay on the couch. "Sarah, your going to the doctor today." my mom reminds me. "I know mom." "hey, I was just making sure." I laugh as I get a bucket and and start walking out to the truck.

"You excited?"

"Forr..." I don't know what she is saying.

"To get this 'sick' thing out of your way!"

"Oh, yeah." I say.

"Please, Sarah ,try not to throw up on the doctor."

"I won't." I laugh.

As we get to the doctors, I sit in an uncomfortable leather chair. I play on my phone until the doctor calls me in. The doctor is an old, but nice and extremely tall man.

"Okay Sarah I will check your ears, nose, lungs, and throat."

He sighs, looks down then back up. "Sarah , I'm so sorry. You have breast cancer."

I cry and hug my mom. We leave and I look up a few things about breast cancer. I look down at my phone and se that I have missed calls, text, and voicemails...from Harry.

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