Save You (Lashton AU)

Chapter 26

Luke's POV

When I opened my eyes I did expect to be somewhere safe but wasn't really expecting a white, blank room. Something plastic like was in my vision and a white sheet covered my body. Everytime I breathed, the plastic covering my nose and mouth fogged up and the heart monitor beside me followed its pace.

I moved my hand but it felt tense and sore. I looked down at it, seeing a huge needle stuck inside my skin. I willed myself to not rip it out and throw it to the floor; I hated needles with a burning passion, it made me feel so uncomfortable, you never really know where those things have been.

A nurse came in to check my pressure and made sure I was breathing correctly, she saw I was awake and left, probably going to call in a doctor. She ended up taking too long so I drifted off to a much needed sleep once again.

When I awoke for the second time I was in a different room, this one being much more colder and smaller. There wasn't doctors running around in the hallways outside anymore, I couldn't hear the loud clatter of shoes hitting the floor. I looked out the window but saw a bouquet of flowers with a note next to it, blocking the view. I tried to reach for it but it was nearly impossible with no energy or strength.

The door opened and I turned my attention, seeing a familiar adult on the door, smiling sadly at me. She sniffed and walked closer before leaning down and trying to hug me tightly, leaving a feathery kiss on my forehead.

She pulled away only slightly so I was still able to look into her eyes, "Mum" I croaked out.

"Shh, hun it's okay" she cooed and brushed some of my over grown hair back.

"What happened? Why am I here?" I asked anxiously, keeping my voice low. It was hard to talk with the plastic thing on my face and I couldn't understand a word I was saying but I still managed.

She gulped and I saw a flash of guilt and hurt in her eyes, it was obvious she was crying before coming inside. I moved my legs over to the side, leaving a small space on the bed and she sat down, patting my leg softly.

She was quiet for what seemed like hours and every minute I got more anxious than ever. "Mum, please talk to me" I pleaded.

"Luke, honey" she licked her dry lips, "I talked to the doctors and -" she paused and gulped slowly. Tears swelled up in her vision and she took a shaky breath before looking at me straight in the eyes.

"You have cancer"

I looked at her, trying to see past her lie, but I couldn't because there wasn't any, she was being one hundred percent serious. Plus, my own mother, or anyone with a heart, will never tell a joke like that.

"Stop lying" I gulped, trying to deny the fact that something like that is happening to me. There was only one thing flashing in my mind; death.

Cancer usually meant death and I didn't want to know when or how I was going to die. I was in so much pain already, I don't think I'll be able to handle more, if there is any, I hope not.

My mom looked as torn as I did, but there was a look in her eyes that I couldn't place my finger on. Guilt and sadness were evident but I couldn't see the rest. She was a strong woman, I know whatever it was she was hiding, hurt her but she kept a cold front.

The doctor came in not too long after and he sat on a stool, whereas my mom stayed in the exact spot. He had a clipboard in his hands and he was looking at my file or something along the lines of it. He sighed and took his glasses off. "Luke, I'm sorry about your results. I'm sure your mother informed you already" he said but I knew he didn't actually feel "sorry" he has had many other patients with the same condition, I'm sure he's used to it by now.

"According to your record, you've never checked in the hospital for years. When did you exactly began feeling sick?" He asked. Both adults stared at me for an answer and I felt nervous under their strong gaze.

I cleared my throat and spoke with a raspy voice, "I'm not sure when, it was so long ago but I began coughing up blood a little over a month ago"

I heard them both gasp and I cranned my neck and I looked up, confused. "What?" I managed to say.

"Why didn't you go to the hospital sooner Luke!?" My mom's raised voice made me flinch.

"I didn't think it was serious" I mumbled.

"You think that's normal?" My mom snapped, making me jump. I've never seen her so angry before that this was something completely new to me.

"I'm sorry, I was afraid okay?" I admitted sadly.

Her expression softened and she bursted into tears, running out of the room and leaving me alone with the doctor. I licked my dry lips and stiffled a cough. I wanted so badly to chase after her, I can't stand the sight of my own mother crying, but it suddenly felt like my body weighed tons of pounds. I couldn't support itself well so I dropped it back to the pillows.

It felt weird being in a bed that's not my own or Ashton's. I've never gone to a hospital for life threatening things before, heck I've never broken a bone, this was new to me. It was so hard to take in. One day I was laughing and joking around with the boy I love, the next I was coughing like a maniac and now I'm here.

"Luke Robert Hemmings" the doctor hummed. I looked up slightly observing his facial features. He didn't look sad or anything, in fact it looked like it didn't give a shit about what was happening to me. I took the silence as a chance to ask questions.

"Am I gunna die?" I asked, my voice quivering.

He scanned my file and sighed, "If I'm being honest you only have -"

"Wait - stop I-I don't want to know" I cut him off, he only nodded in understanding. If I'm gunna die I don't want to know when only to spend my last few days, weeks, or months with dread. No.

The doctor cleared his throat before saying, "You're diagnosed with extensive small cell lung cancer." He crossed his leg with the other and hands rested above it. Hi unprofessional. "If you would have came earlier we could have treated the illness well, even extend your life expectancy, but since you've come on the last stage there's nothing we can do to help you out." He informed me.

I gulped dryly and didn't say a word. There was absolutely nothing to say. The doctor took this as a cue to exit the room and I was left alone once again. Time to myself to think about this thoroughly  was probably the best idea but my mind drifted to a certain boy.

I was wondering how he took the news, or if he even knew what was going on. He should have been the first person I saw when I woke up but he's not here. Did he not care? He didn't know, I'm sure he doesn't know. If he does I hope either Michael, Calum, or even my mom, helped him through it. I know he wasn't going to be happy about this, I'm not even happy and I'm a positive person (sometimes).

As much as I told myself I wanted to be alone, I didn't. I wanted Ashton here, I don't know how long I have left so I want to spend ever single day with him. I looked outside and saw it was still sunny outside, there were no clocks in here but I assumed it was mid day. I decided to wait for him.

Minutes turned to hours in just a blink of an eye but Ashton still didn't come. When the sun finally set and the hallway lights dimmed, I knew he wasn't coming today. But I kept waiting the whole night and the morning after.

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A/N: here's a little update before I start school tomorrow. I don't know when I will update again since I'll be busy with school but don't give up on me! I hope you, my little readers, will stay! Love you all, and thank you for almost getting this story to 3k reads <3

Goodbye for now! *kisses and hugs*