Come Back To Me

Chapter 6

{Payton's POV}

"Come back, come back, come back to me like you would you would if this was a movie. Come back, come back, come back to me like you could you could if you just said you're sorry..."

I had been listening to Taylor Swift a lot lately. This song just came on on my iPod and it made me feel kind of sick. The lyrics were explaining my life pretty well right now.

Why did Zayn have to come back? I had been doing pretty well for myself without him here. I must not have been doing as well as I thought, though. I mean Zayn's only been in Bradford three days and I'm already close to ripping my hair out.

I needed to get out of the house so I decided to meet up with Harry at The Grind.

***

I walked into the small wooden building at stood in line to order myself and Harry a coffee. I've known Harry all my life, I know his coffee order pretty well.

"Hey Payton, the usual?" Because I work here most of the employees know my order already. Kelly was working today, and we're pretty good friends.

"Yeah, but add on a white chocolate mocha, medium." Kelly smiled at me and nodded.

When our order was ready I took a seat next to the only window in the cafe. I saw Harry's black Honda roll up and sighed. Everything with my cousin felt so natural. It's like I don't have to worry or be embarrassed about anything with him.

Harry walked in and spotted me immediately. When I saw him I didn't see happiness, however. He seemed more worried, and kind of sad.

"What's wrong, Haz?" I touched his shoulder concerned. He stared at me and shook his head while fighting back tears and whatever word vomit he had lumping in his throat.

"Just spit it out, Harry." The brunette boy gulped loudly and said the words very slowly.

"Your Mum is in the hospital."

***

Harry drove me to the local hospital, St. Joseph's. After we pulled into the filled parking lot Harry helped me out of the car, while taking my arm.

"What happened Harry?!" I asked as the tears flowed down my cheeks.

*

{Harry's POV}

[one hour ago]

I was throwing on a gray t-shirt when I heard the coughing coming from my Aunt's bedroom. I peered out the guest bedroom door and saw my younger cousin, Neya, rushing down the hallway.

"Hazza! Help! It's Mommy!" I picked her up as she cried.

"Neya, where is she?" Neya pointed to the bedroom at the end of the hall.

"Go help her Harry!!" She screeched.

I put Neya back down on the ground and sprinted into the bedroom. When I entered I saw a trail of blood leading to the bathroom. It was everywhere. I had no idea that one person could cause this much blood.

"Aunt Grimmy?" I shouted softly. I called her Aunt Grimmy because when I was younger 'Grimmy' was shorter than 'Grimshaw' and easier to say.

"In here, babe." I heard some more coughing coming from the bathroom. I walked in and immediately got light headed at what I saw.

She was lying there with bloody tissues everywhere, coughing into the toilet.

"Are you coughing up blood?" I asked nervously. My voice was shaking. I could tell this wasn't good.

"Yeah, call an ambulance." She pointed to her cell phone but it was no use. I already had mine dialed.

The next thing I needed to do was get Payton to the hospital.

*

[present time]

I stared at my cousin, while she looked so hopeless.

"I found her coughing up blood into your toilet. I called an ambulance and came to get you. I have no idea what's wrong."

I pulled Payton into a tight hug and let her cry. I knew she was scared. I was too, I mean my Aunt Grimmy could be seriously sick.

***

Time passed but nobody had came out to tell us anything. Neither of us were aloud in the room at the moment.

I looked over at Payton and she was staring at her iPhone screen. I heard somebody walk into the room and looked up immediately. To my surprise, it was just Payton's friend Tessa.

The girl didn't say much, she just sat down next to Payton and held her hand tight. That was perfect considering Payton doesn't enjoy opening up to too many people.

***

{Zayn's POV}

TV is so boring. Most of the time there is absolutely nothing on anyways. After about thirty channel flips I found a few reruns of Friends. I loved this show mainly because Joey was a badass.

I munched on some buttered popcorn and pulled out my phone. You would think that by now I would have shut off my Twitter and Facebook notifications but I didn't. Louis and Liam say I'm just to lazy. Niall thinks it's funny and Harry just gets annoyed every time my phone goes off. Which is like every second.

I opened up the Twitter App on my blackberry and read through some tweets by fans. Most of them asked for a follow or a retweet. Then I saw the trending topics. Sometimes they're funny. This time it was confusing.

#ZaynDateHarrysCousin

#ZaynAndPayton

#PaytonGiveZaynWhatHeWants

#ZaynStolePaytonsHeart

Why did people think me and Payton were so friendly with each other? The truth of the matter is she hates me. There's nothing I could ever do to change that.

New Text Message

From: Harry Styles

Come up to the hospital. Payton would appreciate it. Explain later .xx

Was Payton okay? I rushed out of the chair and grabbed my varsity jacket.

***

{Payton's POV}

Time was passing way to slow. It was just me, Harry, and Tessa in the room waiting to find out what was wrong with my mum. They keep taking tests and they won't tell us the results. It's frustrating.

"Payton?" I looked up and saw a tan, dark haired boy looking at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Who told you about this?" I snapped.

"Harry did. I just wanted you to know that I am here for you."

Zayn took a seat accross the room from me. He didn't look at me, which I appreciated. I took the opportunity to look him over myself.

"Which one of you is the child of Mrs. Grimshaw?" I heard a nurse named Pam ask. I shot up and walked over to her - aware of the six eyes watching me from behind.

"I am. How's my mother?" I asked worriedly. The nurse looked at me gravely. I stumbled back a few steps, and someone caught me. I didn't look to see who it was. I was just to curious about my mother.

"Your mother has been diagnosed with Leukemia. I'm terribly sorry, but your mother has cancer."

All I could remember after that was everything going black and staring into Zayn's deep eyes while he caught me.