Fresh Air (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 4

Harry pov: No, no she couldn't have just past out on the ground. Shit. I called an ambulance and so did Liz just in case.

"What's wrong with her? Is she going to be ok?" I ask Liz while tring to keep Chloe alive.

"She has cancer, dumbass." She tells me.

No, not Chloe. She's the most athletic, nice, kindhearted girl. How?

"Oh my god."

When the ambulance got here I basically run with Chloe in my arms to the ambulance. The ride to the hospital was silent. Liz and I were to worried about Chloe to say anything.

"How much did she have to drink?" One of the EMTs asks.

"Like three cups of beer." Liz says.

When we get to the hospital they rush Chloe into a room and they told Liz and I to stay in the siting area until later.

"How long has she had cancer? I ask Liz.

"I don't know I just found out yesterday."

"Should we call her mom?"

"Yeah I'll do that now." She says.

When she's done calling Chloe's mom, we sit in silence till she arrives.

She walks in crying hysterically. She has had a rough week with Chloe getting cancer and then this.

"What happened?" She asks us.

"We were hanging out at the party and she just started coughing uncontrollably and then she passed out." I say.

Tears continue to pour out of her eyes. She runs over to the front desk and talks to the lady. Then she disappears.

Chloe pov: When I woke up everything was all fuzzy for awhile. After looking into empty space for like 10minutes I heard someone at my door. It was my mom.

"Oh my. Sweetheart are you alright?" She asks.

"I'm fine. It's just a little hard to breathe."

She starts to cry.

"I'll be fine mom."

"Okay." She says trying to stop crying.

"Are Liz and Harry here?" I ask.

"Yes. Want me to go get them?" She asks.

"Yes. Please."

i'm worried about my mom. She hasn't been the same since did left. I'm scared if I died from the cancer what will happen to her. I'm all she has now and I might not be here for her someday.

My thoughts are inturrpted by Harry and Liz walking through the door. I smile at them and they smile back at me.

"Hey girl." Liz says happily.

"Hi"

"How are you feeling?" She asks.

"Its kinda hard to breathe but i'll be fine."

"That's good." She awkwardly looks at Harry who is just standing leaning against the door frame. "I'll give you guys a minute." She says then runs out the door.

"Hey beautiful." He says.

"Um hi."

He walks over and sets at the foot of the bed.

'I was really scared when that happened at Jen's."

"Yeah, I thought I died." I say.

"Well thank god you didn't."

"So i'm guessing you heard about my cancer?"

"Yeah. But guess what?" He asks.

"What."

"You are going to beat the living shit out of this... cancer and you are absolutely gorgeous."

"Haha well I know I wouldn't be pinned under the gorgeous category but thanks." I say feeling my cheeks turning red.

"You are the strongest and most beautiful girl i have ever meet." He tells me.

"You're pretty attractive yourself." I tell him, knowing that my face has turned bright red.

"Well, how about I take you out sometime."

"That would be perfect." I say smiling.

"Great.."

Our conversation was interrupted by Dr. James standing at the door.

"Hey Chloe, how have you been." He asks

"Not to great, since I'm kinda in a hospital right now."

"Ohh, yeah right. So why are you in the hospital? " He asks.

"I was at a party and I started coughing and then I passed out." I said feeling Harrys hand on my leg.

"Ohh. Interesting. Was there alcohol at this party?"

"Well yeah. I didn't drink that much though." I tell him defensively. I'm not stupid.

"Oh ok we'll tell you little boyfriend that we've got to go get some x-rays now." He says not looking at Harry once.

I look and Harry.

"I'll be back. You should go home and get some sleep." I tell him.

"No way. I'm not leaving till you are."

"Ugh please I'll see you later. I'll be fine."

He doesn't answer. Then I'm being pushed into some dark room. Far away from Harry.\

"So who was your little friend back their?" He asks.

"Oh that was Harry. We're just friends."

"Oh. He's pretty good looking. I really thought you to had a thing." He asks speciously.

"No, he plays on the football team. He wouldn't... not with me."

"Well last time I checked you were on the basketball team. And you are very pretty. I think that once you friend realizes what's on front of him he'll come around."

I smile.

This Dr. James guy isn't all that bad.