Good Enough

S e v e n t e e n

"How'd it go?" Connor asks entering the living room, "I can't believe you acted like such a spaz there! Do you know how much damage control we're going to have to face because of you?!" Harry growls laying Liam on the couch to finish resting. Louis scoffs, "What do you fucking expect Harry?! I want that hospital shut down!"
"they did nothing wrong, Louis."
"Nothing wrong? Stabbed my son-"
"The sedated our son, and called you by your last name." Louis looks as if hed just been slapped across the face. Verbally he had been. "M-my last name? I gave no permission to sedate our son, and the last I checked my name is Louis William Styles. I never carried Tomlinson over." Connor stands watching his dramatic parents fight about something before moving to sit on the couch rubbing Liam's stomach, "W-what was the result of the scan?" Louis tears his glare from Harry to face Connor clearing his throat, "We won't know until next week, I assume you'll be gone by then." The teen sighed, "Don't be a bitch to me because Dad can't stand you." Leaving Louis with his lips parted in shock, Harry too exits the room with nothing more to say.

Liam awakes later that night, his head is rested on Louis' lap there on the couch in the living room. He almost wished Louis would've cared enough to either put him in his own bed or at least in the den. Somewhere that he could've woken up without an audience.

Also in the living room is Harry, the man is in skinny jeans with a casual button down, it was the closest thing to comfortable Liam had seen his father in, in forever.

Louis wore sweatpants with a solid black Tee-shirt, matching Liam only the younger one wore white.

Raising his head, Liam pursed his lips steadying his head with his hand. "Hi baby, how do you feel?" Louis asks gently his own hand resting on Liam's, "'M dizzy," he mumbles his eyes fuzzy, "Hey buddy, are you thirsty? Want some water?" Setting his laptop aside, Harry stares at Liam who rubs his eyes groggily, "Rose! Bring a glass of water for Liam!" Louis calls pulling Liam closer, "Don't try and stand sweetheart, you're far too weak." Liam rolls his eyes far too tired to fight as he instead lets Louis win by falling the man's lap. "My baby, I'm so sorry they had to give you a shot." Liam says nothing as he shakes his head reaching out to take the glass of water from Rose's hand, "Not too fast Liam, you'll get sick."

The boy wants to roll his eyes again, Liam wants to fight with his Papa and Dad. He's suddenly so angry at them, he had cancer for Christ's sake, and all they could do was fight? All they could fucking do was ignore him?

He drinks the water with satisfaction, a small task he had managed to do without Louis' help seeing the man watching with wide yet cautious eyes. He had only seen his Papa get like this a few years ago when Liam had a scare.

"I-I'm fine," Liam states nodding for reassurance, "O-of course you're fine, b-but um, you'll stay home tomorrow, yeah? Rest up," Louis suggests hope lacing his tone, Liam feels fully confident as he can't help the uncaring smile that crosses his features, "No Papa, I have a project at school." Months ago Liam would've given up anything for just a second with his parents, now? Liam would've paid them to leave him the hell alone so he would have time to just fucking think.

"So there is a bad bone in you," Connor calls smirking, he's in his pajamas as he stands in Liam's bedroom doorway where the youngest laid scrolling through his phone, "What do you mean?" Liam asks his eyebrows furrowed, "Oh come off it, you told Papa 'no'." Connor reminds entering further into the room holding his hand out in front of him, "It's called a high-five loser James, I'm proud of you." Liam scoffs with a smile himself as he slaps his brother's hand playfully, "Thanks, I guess." Connor shrugs taking a seat on the bed patting Liam's leg, "So how did things go today?"
"Well, they found out I'd been skipping my pills."

"Why?" Connor asks all mischief gone and replaced by concern, "Truthfully? Because I don't want to take a pill every day of my life. I barely feel like I'm living Connor, I'm so in and out of hospitals and even fucking consciousness."

The older brother sits back slightly stunned by his brother's outburst, "I-I didn't know you felt like that." Liam sniffles hanging his head, "I didn't know I did either."  

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