The Art of Loving You

Chapter Twenty-Three

Hey everyone! I'm back with a new chapter, and a new laptop. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I figured I would say a very late Happy Thanksgiving.~Britt

Normani's POV

We've been at the hospital for at least three hours now as they run tests on Asher. Camila was sitting in a chair in his room, her head in her hands.

Lauren was curled up on one of the uncomfortable chairs beside me in the waiting room. She had her head resting on my shoulder.

The doctors told us that only one of us could be in the room with Asher.

Rubbing Lauren's back, I closed my eyes, I wanted to be with Camila and our son.

Lauren hummed, shifting in the chair, causing her skirt to ride up slightly.

"Laur, baby let me fix your skirt." I whispered softly.

"What?" She mumbled, shifting again. Her skirt moved up a little further.

A young man standing across the room whistled at us.

Glaring at him, I turned back to Lauren and fixed her skirt. "You're giving everyone a show."

"I'm what?" She mumbled, rubbing her head against my shoulder tiredly.

Biting my lip, I ran a hand through her hair. "If you keep shifting the whole hospital is going to know the color of your panties."

She giggled. "So?" She mumbled.

"So, you know how jealous Mila gets." I whispered, kissing her head.

She hummed in reply, shifting again. "These chairs are uncomfortable." She mumbled.

The guy was still staring at Lauren, he was practically eye-fucking her.

"I swear to god, if you don't stop staring at my fiance, I will make damn sure you can't see." Camila growled out, walking over to us and lifting Lauren onto her lap while reaching for my hand.

The guy averted his gaze.

Lauren rested her her head on Camila's shoulder while I rubbed her back.

Camila yawned and laid her head on my shoulder. "They are waiting for results."

"Is he okay?" I asked, resting my head against hers.

"He's sleeping right now." She mumbled closing her eyes.

I nodded, continuing to rub Lauren's back as she fell asleep.

"I love you Manz." Camila said softly.

"I love you too." I replied, closing my eyes and continuing to rub Lauren's back as she slept.

Camila yawned and started falling asleep, her hand gently squeezing mine.

I smiled softly before falling asleep.

We were woken up by a doctor lightly shaking my shoulder.

I blinked a few times to let my eyes adjust as Lauren whined, burying her head into Camila's shoulder.

I sat. "Yeah?" I asked, turning to the doctor.

Camila opened her eyes, but kept her head on my shoulder.

"Asher's tests came back." He said softly.

"What's wrong with him?" Camila asked, lifting her head off my shoulder. A worried look crossed her features.

The doctor sighed and pulled a chair over before sitting down in front of us. "It seems as though Asher has Leukemia."

"Which is?" Camila asked.