Larry Stylinson's Cancer Battle

Chapter Eight

(Third person)

Louis's surgery was scheduled for tomorrow and to say he was a tad nervous would be an understatement. He was terrified.

All the lads were (once again) in the creepy hospital room gathered around Louis's bed, trying to keep his mind off the surgery.

"Hey lads, lets do a twitcam?" Liam suggested.

Everyone agreed and sat the laptop on the table. They propped it up to where it could see all five of them.

"Vas Happenin?!" Zayn yelled.

Louis grimaced at the loud voice.

"Sorry, mate." Zayn laughed and patted his back reassuringly.

All the comments were about Louis, basically. There was a few "follow me" or "shout out" but most Louis.

"Hello everyone." Louis spoke up.

"From peterpicklin, yes I'm feeling better, thank you." He read from the computer screen.

"Yess, my hair is still curly." Harry laughed at one of the questions.

That's how they spent most of the day. Reading and answering questions and just goofing around.

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(Louis's POV)

Today was the day. The day of the surgery.

I had already thrown up three times from how nervous I was.

The doctor was going to come back to my room and wheel me to the procedure room in about 20 min.

The lads were talking, and I was just sitting there hyperventilating.

"Love, it's gonna be ok. We'll be here when you leave, and when you wake up. I promise, Lou." Harry said and kissed his temple.

"Yeah, mate. We're not going anywhere." Liam said.

"God, I'm so fucking nervous." I choked out.

"Don't be, you have nothing to worry about." Harry said as he moved me onto his lap.

Appearently I was freaking out way too much because I found myself gagging once again and Niall came running with the bucket.

"Lou, you gotta calm down. You're making yourself sick." Harry cooed and held the bucket under my chin.

My coughs echoed in the bin, but I never did actually throw up.

"See, you just need to calm down, love."

I nodded and fell back into his chest.

The doctor cane in a few minutes later with scrubs on.

"Alright Lou, it's go time." Harry encouraged as he got up from the bed.

"Hello Louis, I'm gonna give you some sleep medicine and you're gonna feel really tired, ok?"

I nodded, but let a tear escape from my eye.

Niall came up to me first.

"Hey mate, after your surgery, I'm gonna take you to Nandos, ok?" he said as he hugged him tight.

Next was Zayn.

"You're gonna be ok. And afterwards, we'll do something and get in loads of trouble, yeah?"

"My partner in crime" I smiled.

"You got it, mate." Zayn patted my knee and walked towards Niall.

"Yanno, I'll be seeing you in a few hours, so I don't really need to say Ill miss you. I mean, of course I will, but, oh my lord, ok forget it. I love you, man." Liam laughed and pulled me into a hug.

Last was Harry. He tears In his eyes that were threatening to flow over.

"Lou, I love you so much." He whispered as he pecked my lips.

"Forever and always, Haz." I whimpered.

He wiped his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Forever and always, Lou." And he hugged me.

"I'm gonna be fine, Harry. And after my surgery, lets have some fun, ok?" I winked at him.

"Lou!" he laughed and his cheeks flushed red.

"Alright mr. Tomlinson, we're gonna wheel you away now, just let yourself fall asleep. Don't fight it." The doctor spoke.

My sight was turning blurry and that was it. I was out.