Luminary h.s

Chapter 8

I woke up not wanting to leave the bed. 

It wasn't that comfy, but it was warm and my surroundings were cold. I finally decided to get up, walking to the cabinet to get some fluffy, thick socks. I wore the pair and tucked  my pyjama pants under them. not the most stylish but, oh well.

I couldn't stop thinking about Harry's reaction when i told him that there's a possibility of me dying out of my head, it was like he actually cared. But it’s Harry we’re talking about. But i can help but think that there is a possibility of him treating me better now that he knows, not that i need him to treat me better. Although i have Joey to take care of me.

Joey! I haven't spoken to him since he told me about his girlfriend in the mall. It’s not his fault that he has one, anyway. I shouldn’t be angry with him, he found his soul mate and that should be okay.

 it's not like he'd date me any way.

I shake the unpleasant thought of my head, thinking bad about myself wouldn’t get me anywhere. I need something to wake me up more, i hate coffee, so i’ll just settle on a hot shower.

After getting my shower done with, i wrapped my towel around my thin torso. I have lost a ton of weight throughout my cancer. Thank god i can still find my size in shops, i’d die without shopping.

I wore some sweatpants, a huge sweatshirt, and the same socks that i had on before my shower, and placed my beanie on top of my head, today’s gonna be a lazy day for me.

I wasn't going to the park today, the weather was awfully cold. And i don’t like the idea of leaving my bed. I just want to lay here until my session, which isn't long until.

Knocks on the door were heard, making me snap out of my daze, i didn’t realize i had zoned out.

"Come in" i called to the person behind the door

"Are you ready for your session honey??" Karen's soft voice asked, i nodded getting out of my bed, i better get this over with.

My chemotherapy session was finally over, i thanked god for that as i walked back to my hospital room that i grew fond of. I was surprised to find someone messing with the photo frame beside my bed, the photo is just a group photo of me, my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and my cousins.

"Excuse me?" i said turning the unknown person’s head my way. Harry?.

“I was just um, looking at the picture" he explained, he wasn't at all rude, it was somewhat revealing that he doesn't hate me.

I walked weakly to the bed, i don't know where and when Karen went, but all i know is that she suddenly disappeared. Maybe she was needed or something?.

"I just came to check up on you" he smiled, he has a dimple. it was so not like him to be this nice.

"Thank you"

"Which one are you?" he asked picking up the picture back from the night stand, i pointed to myself. I was about sixteen at the time, my parents had came back for a week and we invited all of our family members for a party that my mother had arranged.

"You looked better with hair" he ruined it, just like that. When i thought he was being nice he goes ahead and says this. 

"I didn't mean to say that" he murmured, looking at the floor. I was about to tell him that it’s okay when the door opened, and in came Joey. he gaped when he saw Harry's face.

"What is he doing here?" his face twisted in disgust, eyes glaring to Harry’s frame.

“H-he just came by" i explained nervously, why was i nervous?

"Do you think it's okay for him to treat you ever so rudely, and then just 'come by'" he asked somewhat dramatically, raising his fingers in air quotes.

"Do you think it's right to barge in the room like it's your house?” Harry answered angrily.

"Who do you think you are? talking about what's right and what's wrong.”

“Someone who’s gonna wipe the floor with you” Harry answered back, i had to stifle a giggle, the comeback was just too funny.

"Well i wouldn't want to talk about your manners, because it seems like your mother hasn't taught you any" Joey smirked at his comeback, Harry was obviously sensitive about the mention of his mother and Joey knew that.