(Third Person)Louis, Harry and Zayn had found themselves once again in a private hospital room with security lined up outside of it.
Niall and Liam were both at the therapy session for their depression.
Zayn and Harry were talking about tour dates while Louis was sleeping peacefully in the bed with chemo running through his veins.
They were interrupted when the doctor came in.
"Hello boys, how's he doing?" the doctor asked while he checked Louis' IV.
Harry stood up from his chair and moved closer to the doctor.
"He threw up maybe an hour ago, but he's been asleep since then."
"Well, it's good he's sleeping. He needed a good rest. Anyways, I wanted to talk about scheduling the surgery to remove Louis's tumor." The doctor spoke again as he took a seat next to Harry.
Zayn felt uncomfortable and decided to leave the room. He was almost out the door until he heard Harry call his name.
"Yeah?" he replied.
Harry motioned for him to come back over to him.
When he stood in front of him, Harry reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his only box of cigarettes.
"This stays with me." Harry said, eying him up and down.
Sighing, Zayn nodded defeated and walked out the door for fresh air.
"Sorry about that. Um, yeah, so the surgery... When does it need to be done by?"
"He needs to have the procedure done within the next two weeks. We don't want to take a chance of it growing."
Harry took another look in Louis' direction.
He was so stressed out with everything. Getting him to all his chemo appointments, giving him all types of different prescribed medicines, and he had management on his back about getting back with the tour. And he really didn't need that, not right now anyways.
He blew out a shaky breath before replying to the doctor.
"Can we talk to Louis about it? I don't wanna make his decision."
"Of course. I'll come by again later today. Thanks Mr. Styles." The doctor got up and starting walking out.
"Just call me Harry. Mr. Styles makes me feel old." Harry smiled
The doctor laughed "Harry." He corrected and then shut the door behind him.
Harry went over to the chair sat next to the bed and took a seat in it.
He grasped Louis's hand and brushed his fingertips against it.
Louis stirred a bit, but didn't bother waking up, still feeling completely exhausted.
Zayn had entered the room with Liam and Niall behind him.
"Hey Haz." Niall greeted and handed Harry a bag of Nandos, filled with chicken.
"What's this?" Harry asked confused.
"Niall insisted that we bring you Nandos." Liam laughed.
"Oh, thanks guys. How was your session?"
Hearing that, Nialls smile completely fell from his face.
Zayn gave him a reassuring pat on the back and Liam cleared his throat.
"It was uh, it was fine.." Liam answered shortly.
Harry starred from Niall to Liam.
Something was definitely up.
"You can tell me, yanno?" Harry edged on.
Niall gulped.
"Well, it was just a bit overwhelming. Hearing myself spill my emotions out was, well... I dunno, I didn't think it would be as bad as it was." Niall said sadly, looking at his trembling hands in his lap.
"Lots of tears shed." Liam added.
"I'm really proud of you guys for seeking help, though." Zayn said.
"Yeah, me too. I love you knuckleheads." Harry joked and everyone laughed.
Louis must've heard the laughter because he found himself waking up.
It took a minute to blink away the blurriness, but he found his four mates stating at him.
"Hey guys." He croaked.
There was a few "hi's" chorused through out the room.
"How ya feelin?" Harry asked
Honestly, he was feeling ok. He didn't feel nauseous anymore, so that was good. He had a slight headache, but nothing unbearable.
"I'm actually pretty good, thanks." He smiled.
"I'm glad to hear."
Louis smelled something. It smelled, familiar. And then he figured it out.
"Is that Nandos?" he asked excitedly.
The boys all laughed.
"Yeah mate, want some?" Niall jumped up and handed Louis a bag filled with chicken.
Louis pulled out some and looked at it. He had missed eating solid foods.
"What's sad, is I know I'll be puking this out later, but I'm so hungry and I miss Nandos." He laughed before taking a bite of the chicken.
"Mmmm" he moaned, feeling the tender meat in his mouth.
"Taste ok?" Liam asked
"More than ok." Louis laughed.
"Lets play FIFA." Harry suggested.
"Imma beat yo ass" louis said, mouthful of food still.
He knew it was a sad time for everyone, but he just wanted to make the best of everything.
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